Seeing Chinese faces in a foreign land inevitably stirs up emotions.
After talking with these Chinese people, Liu Yihang learned that most of them were scholars of cultural relics research, and their trip was organized and planned, with the purpose of visiting this batch of cultural relics that once belonged to China.
Through public fundraising, donations from philanthropists, and government funding, they raised a considerable sum of money to bid for and bring back as many of these lost cultural relics as possible.
Liu Yihang couldn't help but feel admiration for them.
Finally, through their efforts, they successfully bid on all twelve pieces of porcelain in this batch.
Some foreigners tried to compete with them on price, but their determination to acquire the item regardless of cost or value deterred many people.
The final transaction prices were a bit inflated for some items, but some people still made a profit, so the total was reasonable.
Soon, the auction of fixed assets began.
The first fixed asset is this ancient castle that has been passed down for many years.
Having learned from their previous bidding experience, Liu Yihang immediately asked for 400,000 pounds.
This immediately stunned many competitors, as the offer of £200,000 right off the bat. It seems this person's strength is not to be underestimated.
The auctioneer gestured excitedly: "Oh my God, the price has been bid up to four hundred thousand pounds. It seems they're determined to win."
"Is there anyone else bidding? Four hundred thousand per bid..."
“Forty-five hundred thousand pounds,” a young black man next to him added.
"Forty-five hundred thousand pounds, is there anything higher?"
Liu Yihang, being quite wealthy, immediately added another 50,000: "500,000 pounds."
The other party glanced at Liu Yihang and calmly increased the price to 550,000.
The atmosphere at the scene was heated up.
These two are big shots, each adding 50,000 to their bids.
Liu Yihang wasn't afraid at all; in this kind of situation, whoever showed weakness first lost.
Six hundred thousand pounds.
The auctioneer's face broke into a genuine smile; the price had far exceeded their initial estimate of 500,000 pounds.
The higher the price, the larger the auction house's cut, and the greater his reward.
At this point, the black man became visibly nervous. He hadn't expected anyone to offer such a high price to compete with him for the castle, especially since the man appeared to be of Asian descent.
The reason he wanted to buy the castle was because he wanted to fulfill his grandfather's wish.
His grandfather had once been a servant of the castle owner, but was sold by the owner for some reason. The owner once said contemptuously that he was destined to be a slave and was not worthy of living in his castle.
So his grandfather vowed that if he ever rose to prominence, he would make his master take back those words.
Time flies, decades have passed, and he has indeed escaped slavery, changed his status, and his descendants have been able to receive an education and have achieved some success.
The original owner had long since left this world.
Upon learning that the castle was going up for auction, the old man gave his life savings to his grandson, urging him to make sure he won the bid.
The Black man hesitated for about a minute, then raised the price again: "Six hundred and fifty thousand pounds."
This was his bottom line. His grandfather had given him £600,000, and he had just added his own £50,000 savings. If Liu Yihang raised the price again, he would have no choice but to give up.
Liu Yihang was determined to win and didn't hesitate to raise the price to £700,000.
That's all.
"Seven hundred thousand once, seven hundred thousand twice, seven hundred thousand three times. Sold!" With the auctioneer's gavel falling, the castle was now his.
With the dust settled, Liu Yihang breathed a sigh of relief.
The Black man stood up dejectedly and left.
Liu Yihang successfully photographed the castle and lost interest in the properties and land behind it. He then stood up and went outside for some fresh air.
After finding the restroom and relieving himself, Liu Yihang came out and saw a black man hiding in a corner, crying like a child.
Is it really necessary to be so upset about not being able to take pictures of the castle?
Liu Yihang walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, job."
The man turned around and saw it was him, and he cried even harder.
After some negotiation, Liu Yihang finally learned why the black man had bought the castle, and he was deeply moved.
After all, it was an old man's wish for decades.
Liu Yihang then came up with a compromise.
He was only after the treasures in the castle's basement. The castle was actually useless to him, and after he returned home, it would probably be forgotten and soon become a pile of ruins.
"If you're willing, I can resell it to you for 650,000, but only before I leave."
My purpose in coming to London this time was to experience the joy of owning a castle.
But you seem to need it more than I do.
Liu Yihang isn't a philanthropist; he wouldn't give it away for free, but he could resell it.
After all, he'll likely never come to London again, so buying such a castle wouldn't make a difference.
In this way, the cost was reduced from £700,000 to £50,000, which was a great deal.
The black man was taken aback by this turn of events. He quickly wiped away his tears and said, "Really? You're willing to sell it to me for sixty-five pounds? This is wonderful!"
"Don't be too happy yet. It will still belong to me until I leave London," Liu Yihang reminded him.
“Oh, I know that, thank you, my friend.” The Black man gave him a hug.
Liu Yihang left him his hotel address and told him to come find him in three days.
The auction continued into the afternoon.
Miao Cuihua also took pictures of two pieces of jewelry that she liked.
The group returned home laden with their spoils.
Miao Cuihua didn't understand why he wanted to photograph the ancient castle, but she was a smart and sensible person, so she didn't ask any questions or overthink it.
Everyone has their own thoughts and secrets; we should just respect that.
Liu Yihang gained control of the castle that very day. That evening, he made an excuse to leave the main group and came to the castle alone.
The old servant from yesterday is gone, and the castle has been emptied and cleaned, quietly awaiting its new owner.
Liu Yihang closed the door and went straight to the basement he had seen yesterday.
The junk and trash inside have already been cleaned up.
Liu Yihang used his X-ray vision to observe the entire house and discovered a spot on the ceiling that looked ordinary from the outside but contained a hidden mechanism. Presumably, the door to the basement was opened from there.
No wonder no one noticed that the switch was placed so high in the ceiling; what a design genius!
He found a stool, climbed up, and fidgeted around for a while.
A muffled thud was heard, and the entrance to the basement opened.
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