Everyone was silent.
Watching Wan Sanqian walk towards the platform.
This is the owner of Babao Trading Company!
Three thousand, Mr. Wan!
There are so many stories about him.
According to legend, he was a disciple of Shenji Pavilion.
There is a treasure bowl that can gather treasures and make money.
Babao Trading Company has many rules.
Of course, there were some people who didn't follow the rules at first.
He even wanted to steal the treasure secretly.
But Babao Trading Company is no pushover.
How can someone who can travel all over China be easily bullied?
The Babao Trading Company has its own private armed forces, but the key is that Wan Sanqian is kind and generous, likes to make friends with the rogues, and has connections in both the black and white worlds. Anyone who dares to cause trouble will end up in a very miserable end!
Wan Sanqian turned around.
His eyes swept over the guests one by one.
Finally it fell on Gu Yuan.
Is this the Gu Yuan who was against his junior fellow apprentice?
Wan Sanqian said with a hint of mockery.
There are too many people in the world who think too highly of themselves.
Like a frog in a well, looking at the sky from the bottom of the well.
Only those who are familiar with Ning Que know his abilities.
It is truly omnipotent!
Those who can enter the Shenji Pavilion are all chosen by heaven!
And Ning Que is the most outstanding disciple!
Even the master has high hopes for me.
If Ning Que were to send a general, he would be able to expand the territory.
If you become a prime minister, you will be able to govern the country and ensure its security!
If you pursue literature, you can greatly enhance the literary world!
Even if it is just for work, you can benefit the people and leave your name in history!
…
Among so many disciples, there is only Ning Que.
A true all-rounder!
But, he actually became a playboy in Chang'an?
Oh!
What a bunch of idiots!
"Thank you all for coming here today. You have brought glory to our humble home." Wan Sanqian smiled and raised his hand in compliment. "I've traveled extensively over the years, so I have some treasures from all over the place. I won't waste any more time on this, and the auction will begin!"
"good!"
Everyone applauded and cheered.
Wan Sanqian clapped his hands.
The courtesan Mudan walked over slowly.
At the same time, the red cloth covering the wooden plate was pulled away.
Inside was an ancient Sanskrit Buddhist scripture.
What was used was neither bamboo slips nor paper.
Instead, it is an extremely unique grass called sedge.
Ning Que just said that this thing was nothing special.
It should have come from the Western Regions to the west.
To be precise, papyrus is not paper, but grass. If it can be called paper, then bamboo slips and parchment scrolls can also be considered.
Real paper is made by repeatedly breaking the fibers and then making paper. Papyrus, on the other hand, is simply made by peeling the stems of the papyrus plant, removing the moisture, and beating them, similar to bamboo slips.
"As you all know, the Queen Mother is devoted to Buddhism."
"For example, there are three hundred Buddhist temples outside the city of Chang'an."
"The Buddhist scripture in my hand has a history of hundreds of years. It was written by an enlightened monk from India. It is written in Sanskrit and is the only copy in the world."
Everyone was in an uproar.
Gu Yuan clenched his fists excitedly.
Ancient Indian Buddhist scriptures!
Since Emperor Feng ascended the throne, the Empress Dowager has devoted herself to Buddhist worship. The sheer scale of Chang'an's Buddhist temples is entirely due to the Empress Dowager's contributions. This ancient Buddhist scripture, though not carved from gold or jade, was written by an ancient eminent monk and perfectly suited the Empress Dowager's taste.
Ning Que sat on the second floor.
He looked at them with a half-smile.
Madam Qing walked in slowly.
"Your Majesty, we're going to make a fortune this time!"
"Just today, hundreds of people applied for cards."
"That's already 400,000 taels of silver!"
"If you add in the profits from the auction, it will be even more!"
Ning Que smiled and nodded.
This is all expected.
99% of Dafeng’s wealth is in the hands of 1% of the people.
In his opinion, whoever has money will get it.
The common people have long been poor and have no money at all.
The main thing is that the auction was well timed.
It just happened to happen to be the Queen Mother’s birthday banquet.
This ancient Buddhist scripture will surely fetch a good price.
Ning Que didn't have much feeling about Buddhism.
However, Emperor Feng was never very satisfied.
Dafeng Buddhist temples have become popular in the past two years.
Some Buddhist temples have become huge monsters.
Many people, in order to avoid responsibility, became monks. They had their own farmland and did not have to pay rent to Dafeng, and they could also rely on the incense money donated by believers. This was definitely not a good thing for Dafeng.
…
"You all saw it."
"This Buddhist scripture is a priceless treasure."
“So, there’s no reserve price!”
"Please make your bids!"
"Ten thousand taels!"
Gu Yuan directly raised the wooden sign in his hand.
The Queen Mother, possessing all the wealth in the world, looked down upon ordinary gold and jade jewelry, considering them vulgar. However, this Buddhist scripture was exactly what the Queen Mother wanted, and it was sure to make her happy.
"Thirty thousand taels!"
Jiang Quan refused to give in and raised his sign directly.
He had no interest in the Buddhist scriptures.
He had already prepared the empress dowager's birthday gift long ago.
The reason I came here was to help Ning Que.
That’s right, they are deliberately raising the price!
The nobles in Chang'an are all old foxes.
You can see them everywhere you look.
Besides, the Gu family was one of the Eight Great Families after all. As long as Gu Yuan named the price, most people wouldn't insist on raising the price. Wouldn't that mean the trading company would make less money?
"Thirty-five thousand taels."
"Forty thousand taels!"
"Master Jiang!" Gu Yuan's face flushed red as he shouted angrily, "This Buddhist scripture isn't worth much, so why are you being so aggressive?"
"Why, you can take pictures but I can't?"
Jiang Quan calmly raised his wine bottle and said calmly, "I heard that General Gu has been very close to the Black Tiger Sect these days. They are quite wealthy. Could it be that General Gu is broke?"
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