"Distinguished guests, what we just experienced was merely an appetizer. Next up are two stunning glass artifacts: an eagle and a wolf!" The hostess smiled slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, ten strong men slowly carried a huge wooden plank to the platform. The plank was covered with a red cloth, and judging from the men's strained movements, the object was quite heavy.

"Gentlemen, please look!"

The hostess stepped forward and yanked off the bright red tarpaulin.

The moment the object that had been concealed was revealed, the room erupted in a clamor and gasps of astonishment.

This is a glass screen about one and a half meters high and two meters long, carved with a soaring eagle, its wings outstretched as if about to take flight. Below it is a giant wolf howling at the moon, its form lifelike, its sharp eyes seemingly able to see into people's hearts.

Their vibrant colors and the unique luster of glass shimmering under the light are truly breathtaking.

These two pieces not only showcased the exquisite craftsmanship of glassmaking but also contained profound cultural significance, prompting the distinguished guests present to discuss and express their admiration.

"A hawk?"

"Wolf?"

Many barbarians who used these two items as totems could no longer sit still. "What's the starting price? How much is the increment? I want this item!"

"If you want it, can you just let money dictate the terms?"

"Exactly, you're the only one with money, and we don't?"

"Distinguished guests, the starting bid for this glass screen is 500,000 copper coins, and each bid must be at least 50,000 copper coins higher." The hostess's voice stirred a commotion among the crowd.

"The starting bid is 500,000 coins! That's an astronomical price!" someone whispered.

“However, the craftsmanship and cultural value of this glass screen truly justify the price,” another person responded.

With the auctioneer's announcement, the bidding officially began.

Bidding poured in, and the price climbed rapidly. The VIPs present were in high spirits, and the competition was exceptionally fierce.

"Six hundred thousand coins!" a VIP shouted, holding up a sign.

"Seven hundred thousand coins!" Immediately afterward, another VIP raised the price, not to be outdone.

Prices kept being refreshed, creating a tense yet exciting atmosphere.

The wicked man looked at the alien races who were bidding with bloodshot eyes and a mocking smile appeared on his lips. This thing itself was not worth anything, and was just a labor fee.

He had accurately calculated the unusual significance of eagles and wolves to foreign tribes, and used this to reap their wealth.

The bidding continues, and prices are still rising at an extremely rapid pace.

"Eight hundred thousand coins!" A figure emerged from the crowd, breaking the previous bidding rhythm.

"Nine hundred thousand coins!" Another voice followed closely behind, as if someone was determined to obtain this glass screen at all costs.

The rising prices brought a satisfied smile to the auctioneer's face. She knew the auction had achieved its intended effect, and she would receive a huge reward afterward.

As the price continued to rise, some VIPs began to hesitate, weighing whether the glass screen was truly worth such a high price.

However, for those barbarians who use eagles and wolves as totems, this is not just a work of art, but a symbol of their faith and glory, for which they are willing to pay any price.

Seeing that the bidding had slowed down a bit, the hostess quickly said, "This item is absolutely rare in the world, there is no other like it, it can be passed down through generations."

"Whoever obtains this item will be a distinguished guest of my Qin state, which can be considered as the King of Qin's respect for the admirer."

These words caused those who had just calmed down to lose their temper again.

The Qin state is extremely powerful, and now it has firmly established itself in the Western Regions. Anyone with discerning eyes can see that the Qin state's distribution market will surely grow bigger in the future.

Compared to this glassware, the friendship of the Qin state is far more valuable.

Finally, after a tense bidding process, the price settled at 1.5 million coins.

A barbarian nobleman successfully bid for the glass screen at this price. He stood up, his face beaming with the joy of victory, while the other guests responded with polite applause.

"Congratulations to this distinguished guest on acquiring such a priceless treasure. If you need it in the future, you may come directly to me, the Grand Commandant!" The wicked man gave him plenty of face, stood up, and greeted the barbarian with a smile.

The barbarian was flattered and hurriedly bowed, rattling off a string of words.

The wicked man couldn't understand a word of it, but judging from his skin color, appearance, and attire, one could roughly tell where he came from; he was probably from some unknown tribe in the Middle East.

You can roughly guess what he's saying; it's mostly just polite talk, and he doesn't care if he says anything else.

After all, that so-called friendship was nothing but empty promises.

I can talk to you about friendship, but if you take it seriously, then you're in the wrong!

As the auction concluded, the atmosphere in the hall gradually calmed down. The distinguished guests began to chat among themselves, discussing the recent grand auction and the influence of the Qin state.

Those VIPs who failed to win the bid were secretly planning how to establish closer ties with the Qin state, hoping that next time they might be the lucky winners.

The auction continued, and although the items up for auction were still valuable, they were less attractive to the barbarians.

As the organizer, the wicked man could not leave early and could only patiently wait for the auction to end.

"bite!"

As the auctioneer struck the gavel, the last item was sold, and the auction officially came to a close.

The impatient scoundrel hurriedly stood up, greeted the distinguished guests present, and his gaze swept over each of their faces as he loudly proclaimed, "Ladies and gentlemen, the market will officially open for trading tomorrow. You are welcome to buy and sell to your heart's content. I hope you will all find something you desire in the market."

After saying that, he turned around and left the auction house with Huan Yi and the others, heading straight for his mansion. He couldn't wait to calculate the profits from tonight's auction.

As night fell, the lights in the venue gradually dimmed, and the VIPs began to leave one after another.

Some people looked delighted, clearly having won their desired items at the auction, while others looked dejected, obviously having failed to achieve their goals.

However, whether they were happy or disappointed, they all knew in their hearts that from this day forward, this market in Qin would surely become a prosperous and free trading city, a business opportunity of unparalleled scale.

For the Qin state, the end of the auction marked the beginning of a new era, with Qin's influence further expanding in the Western Regions.

Those VIPs who failed to win the bid may have already begun to plan how to establish contact with the Qin state through other means in order to gain more benefits in the future.

Upon returning to his mansion, the wicked man immediately summoned his men to begin calculating the proceeds from tonight's auction. The price of each item sold brought him a broad smile.

He knew that these profits would not only enrich the national treasury, but also support him in completing a series of reforms that would allow the Qin state to truly begin to prosper.

Meanwhile, many shrewd individuals from other tribes were also discussing strategies with their confidants in their respective residences, figuring out how to connect with the wicked husband and start a collaboration.