The two chatted for a few more words before Zhuang Zhou asked:
"Old Wang, what good stuff are there at tonight's singing and selling show?"
When Wang Zhigui heard Zhuang Zhou address him like this, he couldn't help but smile knowingly and said:
"Of course there are many good things, but the most precious thing is still a piece of calligraphy."
"Oh, what word?"
Zhuang Zhou's heart moved and he asked curiously.
He knew that it must be very difficult to be able to write a poem at a singing and dancing show.
It must have collection value!
Wang Zhigui explained:
"It's Wang Xizhi's calligraphy. You'll know when you see it later."
Speaking of this, Wang Zhigui smiled meaningfully and said:
"I'm determined to win tonight!
Mr. Zhuang, please don't blame me for being ruthless when the time comes!"
"It doesn't matter!"
Zhuang Zhou waved his hand and said:
"You're not as rich as me anyway!"
Wang Zhigui: “…”
This is simply impossible to refute!
Not long.
A clear gong sounded.
The singing and selling show finally began.
Upon seeing this, Wang Zhigui hurriedly said goodbye and left.
Zhuang Zhou called him:
"Lao Wang, just stay here. It's so big anyway."
Wang Zhigui waved his hand and said:
“That won’t do, there still have to be rules.
Besides, I have to go on stage to host a concert later!"
Zhuang Zhou nodded, no longer insisting, and just instructed:
"Then you have to help out later."
Wang Zhigui laughed and said:
"Don't worry, I don't care about anything else except that calligraphy."
After saying that, Wang Zhigui turned and left.
Zhuang Zhou saw that the singing and selling show was about to begin.
He gave Ma San a warning:
"Remember, I'm going to take all the treasures tonight."
Use the most relaxed tone to say the harshest words.
…
An elderly man in gorgeous brocade clothes walked onto the stage from the audience.
This person is none other than Mr. Qian, who deals in medicinal herbs, Qian Xuedong.
"Everyone!
Welcome to the singing and selling evening party at Tianbao Pavilion.
This evening, the Pavilion will present a collection of rare treasures.
We hope you will participate and bid as much as you can! "
As Mr. Qian finished his words, there was a burst of warm applause from the audience.
It can be seen that everyone is very much looking forward to it.
Zhuang Zhou sat in the private room and could overlook the entire hall.
I saw that the place was full of people, each of them was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had an extraordinary temperament.
Obviously, those who can come to this singing and selling event are not ordinary people.
At least they are all wealthy people like businessmen.
Old Qian stepped down from the stage, and then a young man in brocade clothes stepped onto the stage to sing and sell songs.
"Everyone, the first item we'll be selling tonight is a carved white jade cup. This cup dates back to the Sui Dynasty and is currently owned by Shopkeeper Cui. The starting price is three hundred strings of cash."
As he spoke, a middle-aged man stood up and said politely:
"Everyone, please give us your support!"
As soon as the words fell, someone made a bid:
"Three hundred and ten strings of cash."
"Three hundred and twenty strings of cash."
“…”
Zhuang Zhou made a gesture to Ma San.
Then I heard Ma San shout:
"Five hundred strings of cash."
I'm too lazy to add tens of thousands of strings to the bill with these people.
Ma San directly shouted out five hundred strings of cash.
"Who is this? I'm paying five hundred strings of cash for a white jade cup."
"Are you stupid? Although this white jade cup is exquisitely crafted, it is definitely not worth five hundred strings of cash."
"What a sucker."
After some discussion, no one made another bid.
Finally, the young man in brocade clothes on the stage announced directly:
"White Jade Cup, 500 strings of cash!"
Then comes the second treasure:
"Everyone, this is a beast-head agate cup.
This cup dates back to the Western Han Dynasty. It was a gift from Emperor Wen of Han when Emperor Jing of Han was the crown prince. It is engraved with exquisite peony patterns. The body of the cup is as smooth as jade and has an attractive luster.
It is said that drinking from this cup can ensure good health and a long life.
Starting price: one thousand strings of cash!"
As soon as the young man in brocade clothes finished speaking.
Then someone bid:
"One thousand and one hundred strings of cash."
"One thousand two hundred strings of cash."
“…”
Zhuang Zhou yawned and gestured to Ma San again.
"Three thousand strings of cash."
All right!
again.
The whole hall was in an uproar.
Everyone was whispering and talking.
"It seems to be him again?"
"Who is this person?"
"How can we play with such a price?"
“It’s boring!”
"Is there anyone willing to bid three thousand guan?!"
The young man in brocade clothes shouted loudly.
There was a murmur in the audience.
What a waste of money to bid like this!
Seeing no one responded, he continued:
"The beast-head agate cup is sold for three thousand strings of cash!"
Everyone couldn't help but wonder who was so generous.
They all turned to look at the private room where Zhuang Zhou was.
Zhuang Zhou didn't care about all this, as he had money and could do whatever he wanted.
Next.
There were several more rounds of bidding.
"The next one is the Panlong Jade Pendant!"
"Five thousand strings of cash."
"Next is a gilded, silver, and bronze horse!"
"Six thousand strings of cash."
Twenty-one treasures were taken out one after another.
only.
Zhuang Zhou never gave anyone another chance.
All at high prices.
"Who the hell is this guy? He's not here for the singing concert at all."
"It's obvious that they are here to rob."
"But they are rich!"
"As expected, he is rich and powerful!"
"Hey! I used to think I was very rich, but now it seems that I am penniless!"
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