Chapter 68: The Underground Auction (5)

  As Zhao Haifeng said, on the surface, this yellow glaze straight-mouthed plate has obvious characteristics of Dehua official kiln.

  However, after Qu Wen released his spiritual awareness, his face suddenly darkened. What condensed on the yellow glaze straight-mouthed plate was not a strong spiritual energy, but a strange atmosphere that made him unforgettable and blocked his spiritual awareness for a long time.

  "What's wrong with you, Wen?" Zhao Haifeng asked in a low voice, noticing that Qu Wen's face was not right.

  "No, nothing, just suddenly feeling a bit uncomfortable, let's go down first." Qu Wen only said one sentence and pulled Zhao Haifeng to walk down the exhibition hall, just two steps out and turned back, patted on Zhao Mengzhi's shoulder: "Director Zhao, this yellow glaze straight mouth plate is not bad, you take another look, I'll go down first."

  After listening to Zhao Haifeng's explanation, everyone felt that this yellow glaze straight-mouthed plate was not bad, and even Wei Boqing, who came from Hong Kong to attend the auction, thought so.

  But what puzzled Zhao Mengzhi was why Qu Wen had to say such a sentence before stepping down, and the force of his hand grasping his shoulder seemed to be hinting at something.

  "Could there be a problem with this yellow glaze straight-mouthed plate?" Zhao Meng thought to himself, but everyone else's evaluation of the straight-mouthed plate was extremely high, so should he believe them or not?

  He returned to his seat, his mind surging like a tidal wave. Ever since the last time he was spiritually awakened, the eerie aura on that high-quality imitation Qinghua porcelain had also disappeared, and all the clues were completely cut off from that moment on. Unexpectedly, just over a month later, this eerie aura that had piqued his strong curiosity reappeared in front of him once again.

  "Hehe, this time it's really coming true!" Qu Wen muttered to himself, his mouth involuntarily curving up into an excited arc.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, please place your bids." The host shouted loudly as the guests returned to their seats after viewing the auction items on stage.

  550,000!

  The first bid was shouted out, but it was no longer Qu Wen's handsome face, replaced by a somewhat sleazy middle-aged uncle, which couldn't help but disappoint the other guests. However, everyone's focus was not on Qu Wen, but on the Xuande Huang glaze straight-mouthed plate on the display stand.

  "Six hundred thousand!" The second bid was immediately called out.

  "Six hundred and fifty thousand!"

  "Seven hundred thousand!"

  “……”

  "Nine hundred and twenty thousand..."

  It wasn't long before the price of the Xuande Huang glaze straight-mouthed plate rose to nearly a million. But Qu Wenji didn't make a move, as if he had completely changed into a different person, and just sat quietly.

  "1.1 million!"

  As the price approached one million, Wei Boqing, who came from Hong Kong with Tao Jingying, opened a new price, which was also his first bid. He had looked at it for a long time on the exhibition stand before and was very satisfied with this yellow glaze straight-mouthed plate, so he decided to buy it back.

  From 920,000 to 1.11 million, although the difference is not much, this kind of jump-offer method can easily make people feel pressured, and more than double the auction price, which makes many businessmen who invest as their main business retreat, because if they bid higher, the profit price will be lower.

  "One million one hundred thousand, is there a higher bid? Guest number twelve bids one million one hundred thousand. This is an extremely rare Ming dynasty Xuande Huang glaze straight-mouthed plate..." The auctioneer shouted without hesitation, repeating a bunch of seemingly meaningless words to others, but actually stalling for time to give those who still had the intention to buy more space to think.

  "1.5 million!" After a long silence, Qu Wen finally raised his hand and directly pushed the price to another level.

  "Wow! Although it's a Ming dynasty official kiln, can this straight-mouthed plate be worth so much money?"

  The guests turned their attention to Qu Wen, this young man had brought them too many surprises today, previously being very enthusiastic but not buying anything, after a while of silence, suddenly bursting out with an astonishing price.

  This made Zhao Mengzhi somewhat annoyed, having just decided to believe Qu Wen's hint, only to find that he had actually intended to buy it himself. This kind of petty behavior was extremely detestable to Zhao Mengzhi, who had been operating in the business world for many years.

  "He's bidding so high, what is this kid trying to do? Even if he resells it on the market, there won't be any profit left. Is he trying to get revenge for losing the bid earlier?"

  Wei Boqing had just dispelled the idea of dealing with Qu Wen, but unexpectedly, the other party took the initiative to provoke him. 15 million has already exceeded the market price of this pair of yellow glaze straight-mouthed plates. Either he likes this pair of straight-mouthed plates as much as himself, or he is doing it on purpose against Tao Jingying.

  Hearing Wei Boqing say this, Tao Jingying's anger was rekindled: "I said it early on that the guy is a petty-minded person with a small heart. Uncle Wei's things may be expensive, but don't let him look down on us!"

  He didn't care what Wei Baqing thought, and directly raised his sign: "I bid 16 million!"

  "Look, that young man and the beauty are at it again."

  The guests were whispering among themselves, some guessing what was going on between them, while the host was secretly laughing on stage. He had just been worried that after Qu Wen bid 15 million, no one would bid a higher price. Unexpectedly, Tao Jingying stood up again in the blink of an eye.

  To be honest, Qu Wen had been thinking about the American time and Tao Jingying's conspiracy all along, with his mind focused on how to study this pair of yellow glaze straight-mouthed plates after buying them back. The price of 15 million was set after much consideration, and he felt a heartache, as this money was earned by him bit by bit.

  "One million seven hundred thousand!" He gritted his teeth, and Qu Wen slowly raised his hand. With each increase in price, his heart ached once more.

  Unfortunately, just as Qu Wen had finished bidding, Tao Jingying suddenly offered a price of 18 million.

  "What a waste... 18 million, these two young people are truly prodigal sons, they really don't take money seriously at all." The scene was filled with murmurs of discussion.

  When Tao Jingying reached 18 million, Qu Wen had the urge to rush up and beat her up, anyway he wasn't a gentleman either, no need to pretend to be chivalrous.

  "1.9 million!"

  The room fell silent for a while, and when the auctioneer started counting down, everyone thought Qu Wen was going to give up, but he suddenly shouted out a new price.

  "He's gone mad, this young man has really gone crazy."

  The heated debate continued in the arena, and Qu Wen suddenly transformed from a loser to a madman. Even Zhao Haifeng began to think that Qu Wen was competing with Tao Jingying.

  But whether Qu Wen has really gone mad, only he himself knows. As long as the Ling Jue Shen Tong is still around, money can be made again; if this opportunity is missed once more, who knows when the mystery of the eerie atmosphere will be solved?

  For the high price that Qu Wen newly quoted, Tao Jingying thought it was a provocation to escalate. Once her temper flared up, she couldn't listen to Wei Baicheng's dissuasion anymore and immediately raised her bidding paddle, determined to buy the yellow glaze straight-mouthed plate on the exhibition stand.

  "Twenty-five million!"

  Tao Jingying decided not to play games with Qu Wen anymore and suddenly raised the price to 2.5 million.

  When he heard this number, Qu Wen finally stopped, not that he didn't want to continue bidding, but because he couldn't afford so much money. His gaze at Tao Jingying was filled with resentment, and at the same time, he once again deeply understood the importance of money.

  Later, the auction house brought out several more items, but Qu Wen no longer had the heart to go up and absorb the spiritual energy, quietly sitting in his seat, thinking about how to get the yellow glaze straight-mouthed plate that had fallen into Tao Jingying's hands.

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