"This is his territory. Be careful with your words and don't leave my side!" Fang Zongtao whispered.

Fang Jizong was not stupid and responded quickly.

The auction started soon.

The first auction item is a set of old photos from two hundred years ago, including photos of people gathering in factories to apply for jobs shortly after the founding of the United States, photos of the first car being produced, photos of a family of three standing in front of a landmark, and photos of western cowboys riding horses and drinking beer.

The starting price is US$500,000!

After several rounds, the price has been raised to two million, and many people are following suit.

"Mother, those people holding signs don't look like rich people." They didn't have anything valuable on them.

She glanced in Will's direction and explained in a low voice: "They are all agents. The only ones who really followed the filming were those two."

Which two? She pointed to Fang Jizong.

"Are they being taken advantage of?" Fang Jizong couldn't understand. Aren't they just a few old photos? The people in the photos had nothing to do with them, so why would they rob them as if the photos were of their ancestors?

Fang Zongtao had some doubts that Fang Jizon had inherited his father's brains.

Something that can't even be distinguished between a vase and a spittoon!

"It's called nostalgia. People who have enough money will miss the past. When they see the photos, they will feel like they are back in time. They are spending money to buy the feeling, do you understand?"

Fang Jizong didn’t understand, but after he was thrown on the street and starved for a day, he began to understand something.

I feel like anyone who spends so much money on something that is not practical is a fool.

She looked at Fang Jizong with disdain. It was over. The family inheritance would end in Fang Jizong's generation!

The old photo was bought by a bearded businessman for four million dollars.

Will was still sitting there, and she wanted to see whether he would buy something or sell something next!

Next item, a general's helmet from the Qin Dynasty of the Xia Kingdom! Starting price: one million US dollars.

The rust on the helmet has been cleaned and a simple repair has been made, so there is no problem with the appearance.

Will keeps holding up the sign!

Those who had previously speculated on old photos were also holding up signs, as were several Xia people and beautiful people.

Soon the price was raised to three million. She really wanted to buy it, but ~

She had a feeling that this helmet would be sold at a sky-high price!

She has no problem spending money, she doesn't need the money now.

But she was very unhappy when the price was driven up and she was made the scapegoat.

"Mother, those are things from Xia Country." Fang Jizong had been with his mother for some time and knew that she liked to collect things from Xia Country that had been lost outside.

I couldn't help but remind him.

Fang Zongtao glanced at Will and decided to take a gamble.

Hold up the sign!

The price was quickly driven up to six million, and she kept looking at Will.

He never put his hands down.

When the number exceeded seven hundred, only three people were left.

A she, a Will, and a price manipulator.

After eight million, Will stopped.

When she saw Will put his hand away, she was quick to take back the sign before him!

Only those who speculate on prices are left, holding signs like a lone commander.

Will's face immediately turned ugly.

She looked away, innocently.

The person speculating on the price has no choice but to take the helmet, because then the people at the auction house will charge him a large commission.

They don't care whether you hire someone to hype the item or not. As long as you bid, the item is yours and you have to pay a commission. If you can't pay it back and they find out you're cheating, you will be disqualified from entering the auction house next time.