Chapter 369 Bidding

Under the yellow sand of the Kendia Desert, there are buried relics that cannot be counted in historical documents. Countless treasures are hidden in the darkness, without seeing the light of day.

There are two kinds of people who come to the desert for profit, one is the businessman who buys low and sells high, and the other is the adventurer of the nature of gold panning.

The former brought loads of goods to Oasis Country to deal with at a high price, and then bought antiques or local specialties at a low price, and sold them back, earning high profits on both sides.

The latter organized a small team to explore the dangerous desert, hoping to dig out ruins full of treasures, or pick up leaks in Vulture Street.

Whether it is a large team of the former or a small team of the latter, they not only have to face potential dangers from the desert, but also threats from sand robbers, and if they are not careful, they will lose their lives.

However, things like money can always attract some people who are not afraid of death.

The people in Vulture Street are basically outsiders, including businessmen, gold diggers, and even travelers who want to try their luck.

At this time, on the stage that looks like an auction platform, the old man in robes called Xerath continued to comment on the Pot of Greed, and finally came to a conclusion: high imitation fake!

The short-sleeved hot pants, wheat-colored woman who seemed not afraid of the harsh sunlight seemed to be the host. Hearing the old man's conclusion, she immediately looked at the middle-aged man with regret.

"Sir, your family heirloom is not a treasure. According to the agreement, regardless of whether you are satisfied with the appraisal result, you have to pay Master Xerath an appraisal fee of 500,000 nuns."

The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly and said in despair, "I don't have that much money."

"Master Xerath just said that although this pot of yours is a counterfeit, the high imitation technique is very unique. It is worth at least one million ring nuns if you sell it. You can take advantage of the large number of people and auction the pot on the spot. As long as the price exceeds one million, you can not only pay the appraisal fee, but also get half a million precepts."

The wheat-colored woman showed a sunny smile.

The spirit of the middle-aged man seems to have been sucked away. Hearing the suggestion of the wheat-colored woman at this time, there is no room for him to refuse. Besides, five hundred thousand nuns is not a lot, so he agreed to auction the pot of lust on the spot .

Seeing that the middle-aged man agreed, an imperceptible joy flashed deep in the eyes of the wheat-colored woman, and she said to everyone in the audience: "Everyone has seen that although this pot of lust is a fake, Master Xerath still gave it to everyone. It has a good evaluation, which proves that it has a certain value."

"With the consent of the original owner,

Now the pot of lust will be auctioned. The starting price is 500,000 ring nuns, and the additional bid cannot be less than 10,000. The highest bidder wins! "

The wheat-colored woman's voice is very loud, but it doesn't sound harsh. She doesn't need auxiliary equipment such as a microphone, and what she says can be heard clearly by everyone present.

As soon as the wheat-colored woman's voice fell, the guests off the court began to whisper, but no one made a bid. After all, it was a fake. Even if Xerath had a high evaluation, it would greatly reduce the value.

After a while, someone finally raised his hand and shouted, "510,000!"

The wheat-colored woman quickly glanced at the man, and shouted: "This gentleman bids 510,000 yuan, is anyone following?"

After confirming twice in a row, someone in the crowd shouted a price of 520,000 yuan. The interval between the two bids was a bit long, which showed the hesitation of the bidder.

Seeing the cold reaction from the audience, the middle-aged man suddenly panicked. The jug, which was regarded as a family treasure, turned out to be a fake. If it is sold successfully, and the appraisal fee is paid, there will be 500,000 left over.

However, now that the enthusiasm for bidding is so low, the middle-aged people start to tremble with fear.

After that, there were sporadic bids, and within a few minutes, the price was raised to 600,000.

Among the crowd in the audience, Luo was like a calm bystander, observing the people on the stage and the guests who were asking prices, always feeling that something was wrong.

He tugged at an uncle next to him again, pretending to be a newcomer who didn't understand the world, and asked, "Uncle, who is Master Xerath? It seems to be very powerful and famous."

The uncle looked at Luo with a disdainful expression on his face, and said, "What is the brat doing here to join in the fun?"

"Come to learn more!" Luo blinked, looking as cute as a purple pig.

The uncle said impatiently: "Master Xerath is a well-known top appraiser in the three oasis countries. There is nothing he can't appraise, except that the appraisal fee is very expensive."

"This is a place where grown-ups can play around. It's not suitable for brats like you. Get the hell out."

At this time, the price of the pot of lust has reached 650,000 yuan, and the second confirmation is already in progress. In another second, as long as the wheat-colored woman confirms the third time, the price of the pot will be 650,000 yuan. Price deal.

On the other hand, in the arena, the person who bid before seemed to be in no mood to continue bidding.

Seeing that the pot of lust was about to be sold, Luo hurriedly raised his hands and shouted the price under the shocked gaze of the uncle: "1 million!"

The jump from 650,000 to 1 million immediately attracted the attention of the guests present. Many people here do not lack such a small amount of money, and they just want to see who is so rich that they are willing to spend money to buy a fake.

The uncle who taught Luo a lesson just now, and made Luo go away, backed up several steps in shock, staring at Luo with a look of "what's the matter in this world", only feeling that the slap that he slapped just now fell on his face.

Luo ignored the uncle and the surprised eyes around him, and looked towards the stage.

Master Xerath was sitting on a chair, ignoring the auction. The wheat-colored woman in charge of hosting took a deep look at Luo, and the middle-aged man with the pot of lust showed excitement. color.

If Luo didn't raise the price, the final price might be set at 650,000, but if Luo made such a call, he had to see whether the 650,000 person wanted to follow.

For this counterfeit, the price was directly raised to one million, and it fell into the eyes of others, which can be described as incomprehensible.

The Nian entwined on the Pot of Strong Desire is the reason why Luo Shi is sure to win it. Therefore, even if it is 10 million, he will take it down.

The factors that ordinary people cannot see are the source of incomprehension.

Furthermore, Yi Luo has been in contact with ancient relics for a long time, but the chances of any relics entwined with thoughts are extremely high, and the conclusion that Master Xerath swore is true or false has yet to be verified.

It's a pity that you have to touch the object with your own hands to give an accurate evaluation, including the price.

After shouting out the price, Luo kept watching the wheat-colored woman's reaction. When she saw the other party move her gaze quickly, and then retracted it, Luo immediately understood it.

Assuming the Pot of Greed is genuine, the drama on the auction block would be intriguing.

The person who gave the price of 650,000 before raised the price again, calling for 1.01 million.

Luo didn't follow the price immediately, but met the look of the wheat-colored woman and showed a meaningful smile.

The wheat-colored woman was slightly taken aback. Her mental quality had been trained to the point where she was about to break through the sky, and she felt uneasy for some reason.

There is such an illusion that someone is going to smash the place.

She suppressed the inexplicable emotions in her heart, smiled at Luo and said, "Sir, do you want to continue following?"

"Of course, 1.02 million." Luo said slowly.