Su Tang's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but it carried clearly throughout the entire hall.

Pack...pack fruit?

Everyone was stunned and turned to look at them as if they were two lunatics.

That's Song Dynasty Ge ware! You're going to use it to hold fruit? What a complete country bumpkin!

Yamamoto's lips twitched, and he almost fainted. These two typical nouveau riche from China have no taste at all!

Qin Ye's heart skipped a beat; his wife was far too outspoken.

But he remembered Su Tang's instructions: when acting, you have to go all the way.

He forced a doting and indulgent expression onto his face: "Since it's a fruit platter for my wife, I'll give you 1.5 million. Otherwise, how can I be worthy of you?"

"Whoosh—"

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

The starting bid was 500,000, and you immediately bid three times that? What kind of game is this? Even if you have money, you can't just burn it like that!

The auctioneer nearly dropped his gavel in surprise, then his face lit up with a wildly joyful smile: "This Mr. Ye has bid 1.5 million! Any higher bids? This is a Song Dynasty Ge ware!"

Yamamoto's face darkened.

He originally planned to buy it for around 800,000 and resell it to those gullible, rich, and fanatical patriots in China, making a huge profit from the difference. Now his plans have been completely disrupted. He quickly calculated and felt that there was still a profit to be made.

He gave Qin Ye a gloomy look and held up the sign: "One million six hundred thousand."

He was testing the waters, and also issuing a warning. He was telling the other party that there were knowledgeable people here, and they shouldn't act recklessly.

However, Qin Ye didn't even lift his eyelids.

He seemed not to have seen who was bidding, but simply turned his head and asked Su Tang in a tone that even he found nauseating, "Wife, do you like it? If you like it, let's get it."

Su Tang: "I like it! I want this one!"

"Alright!" Qin Ye received the order and immediately raised his paddle again, his voice still loud and clear, "Three million!"

It's doubled again!

They're insane! This couple is absolutely insane!

Yamamoto's face turned a deep shade of liver. This wasn't an auction anymore; it was blatant humiliation! The other party didn't care how much the item was worth; they were simply throwing money at him!

"Three...three million! Mr. Ye has bid three million! My God! Is there anyone bidding higher?" The auctioneer's voice cracked with excitement.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared at Qin Ye as if he were an idiot. Spending three million to buy a bowl worth less than a million, just to use it to hold fruit? This wasn't just being foolish with too much money; this was downright insane!

"Bang!"

The auctioneer's gavel fell heavily.

"Sold! Congratulations Mr. Ye on successfully acquiring this unique Song Dynasty Ge ware bowl!"

Yamamoto, sitting in the front row, spat out a mouthful of champagne and coughed violently. His old face turned bright red, and he pointed at Su Tang, trembling with anger, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Soon, a waiter respectfully presented a porcelain bowl to Su Tang.

Under the watchful eyes of countless onlookers, Su Tang accepted the bowl with satisfaction.

She held it in her hand, looked at it from left to right, nodded, and then did something that made everyone's eyes pop out.

She slowly... took an orange out of her delicate little handbag.