"How many do you have?"

???

Jiang Yanchi felt that he didn't seem to be here to attend an auction, but rather had accidentally entered some pyramid scheme organization.

It's all about courage! Facing those eager eyes, Jiang Yanchi took out his mobile phone, opened his bank account and put it in front of Ye Wan, "All my assets are here."

Glancing at the number on the page, Ye Wan raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "You trust me so much? Aren't you afraid that I'll trick you into losing everything?"

"If it's gone, it's gone..."

Jiang Yanchi smiled evilly, "What if, don't you think?"

Ye Wan: ...

After whispering a few words, Jiang Yanchi grabbed the bidding card.

On the stage, Gui Shao, the auctioneer, had already started introducing the dish. "We at Qingque found this dish somewhere else. I asked an expert to look at it. Some said it was an official brush washer from the Song Dynasty. Others said it was a soup pot from the Yuan Dynasty. In short, there were all kinds of opinions."

"I don't know whether it's true or not, and the age is unknown."

"It's an auction, right? It's all about the excitement. ... The starting price for this thing is 2 million, and the bid increases by 200,000 each time. Let's start bidding!"

The auction gavel banged, but no one in the hall raised a placard.

Everyone looked at each other, whispered to each other, and tried to guess what was on the table.

If there were someone from the older generation around, they might be able to figure out something.

At least we know what it is.

But half of the people here are just getting started, coming here to practice their eyesight.

The other half came purely to join in the fun of the auction.

Nie Jinming was ready to make a move.

His intuition told him that it was probably a good thing.

Although he couldn't tell what it was.

But the problem is that he doesn't understand, so he doesn't dare to do it.

If he was a few years or teens younger, he would have accepted it even if he spent millions or tens of millions of dollars and got a fake, or even just a worthless piece of scraps, as if it were paying tuition.

But it’s different now.

He is willing to try and make mistakes, but he still has the Nie family and the Dark Domain above him.

What if it really is a worthless thing, and it is spread by these playboys in front of me, saying that the boss of Dark Domain has been hunting geese all his life and finally got his eyes pecked by a goose? Who would dare to go to Dark Domain's auctions in the future?

The girl lowered her eyebrows and was looking at her mobile phone, looking uninterested in the thing on the stage.

But the boy next to her was eager to try and wanted to raise the sign, but he didn't know whether he should do so or not.

After hesitating for a long time, the big guy raised his card like a fool, "2 million."

Nie Jinming knew what he was thinking.

It's just 2 million anyway, I won't feel bad if it goes down the drain.

After all, being able to enter the Qingque Gate itself means that one has a good family background and is not short of money.

"Okay, buyer number 19, 2 million. ...Anyone else wants to raise the price?"

The young man lazily played with the auction hammer in his hand, looked around, and said with a smile: "Friends, be bold. Give it a try, maybe the bicycle will turn into a motorcycle, don't you think?"

"Don't you think about it? No matter how bad something is, how bad can it be if it can enter our Qingque Gate?"

Someone wanted to raise a sign at that moment.

The ghost boy glanced at the black plate and said, "Even if you take a step back, it's really worthless. You said that if you bought it back and used it as an ashtray, it would still have style, don't you think?"

The person who was about to raise the sign suddenly retracted his hand.

Spend millions to buy an ashtray?

Even if they are nothing, they can't afford to spend money like this! Some people still refuse to give up, "2.2 million."

"2.4 million."

"2.6 million."

…

Prices are rising steadily and orderly, and no one will spend money as lavishly as before.

Until Jiang Yanchi raised the sign again, "5 million."

???

The young ghost raised his eyebrows slightly.

In the hall, everyone was angry!

(End of this chapter)