Chapter 82 [Failed to fall short? 】
There were about twelve rows of seats in the venue, and there were no one sitting in the first and last rows. After a brief observation, I walked slowly to the back and sat firmly on the sponge-cushioned red chair in the corner of the last row. When I looked up, my eyes met with the eyes of several acquaintances. First, the fat boss Juxingzhai, who was relatively close to the front row. He probably had his feet with me, but because of some unpleasant things with him, my eyes were apart and they were separated without saying hello. Another was the red-haired Japanese woman and her boyfriend who stepped on me at the door of the hotel that day. I saw her seemingly humming, glanced at me, and twisted her neck back. The last acquaintance was Yan Wanru, who sat diagonally opposite my front row, not far away.
"You are here too?" Yan Wanru glanced at me strangely, then looked at my hand: "Hey, where is the auction plaque?"
According to general rules, it is impossible to enter the main venue without an auction license, "...uh, I asked someone to come in."
Yan Wanru said oh, and did not talk to me anymore. Instead, he turned around and talked about the lot with Teacher Liu, an expert in cultural relics appraisal that I had seen in the Beijing Antique City on the day of my rebirth. Most of the audience's attention was focused on the LCD screen of the scrolling picture of the lot, and only a few people secretly glanced at Yan Wanru. Most of the people who could come here were people with identities, so naturally they would not rush to ask for autographs like other ordinary people when they saw Yan Wanru, otherwise it would be a bit too much.
"Teacher Yan, how about that Ming Hongzhi yellow glaze straight-mouth plate? How many do you think you can take a picture?"
"Miss Yan, please ask, is the underglaze three-color landscape pen holder of the Qing Kangxi Dynasty right?"
Perhaps, compared to the think tanks they brought, several big bosses who were closer to Yan Wanru would rather believe in her eyesight.
Yan Wanru smiled gently: "I saw what you two said during the preview. It was very open. It was quite rare, but I had to make the price predicted. Sorry, I can't help it. Antiques are so fluctuating. If you meet someone who likes it, you can still take pictures of the amount several times the market price."
The atmosphere of the on-site communication was very good, maybe I was the only one who was not on the scene.
At this time, a perm-haired woman in a short-sleeved black suit slowly walked up to the stage and helped her microphone: "Ladies and gentlemen, leaders and guests, good evening, welcome to the summer porcelain special auction held by Hanhai Auction Company. I am honored that today's auction will be hosted by me. I am Li Na, the national registered auctioneer. My qualification number is 17009920. This is my auctioneer qualification certificate. Please supervise." As she said that, she took out a small blue book similar to a medical insurance book from the cloth bag on the stage and shook it at everyone, "I will count the license plate below. As I click the name, please raise the sign to indicate it. Thank you for your cooperation, well, No. 239."
A man in casual clothes raised the sign.
The auctioneer said: "Okay, thank you, No. 133."
After confirming the license plate of the person present, the auctioneer briefly explained the auction rules with the large screen, and then moved to the topic: "... Today's first item is a Song Yaozhou Kiln Sauce Glaze Pot. Its body is fine and well preserved. It is a rare fine product in the folk kiln. It has an appraisal certificate issued by the China Family Cultural Relics Appraisal Committee, with the certificate number Jing A109077, starting price, 110,000 yuan." The auction rule is that the price is 10,000 yuan each time you hold a sign. If you want to break the fixed price increase value, you must shout out the price with your mouth while holding the sign.
The auction begins.
"Twelve thousand... 130 thousand... over there, 140 thousand... okay, is there anything higher... 140 thousand once, 140 thousand taels... 150 thousand, No. 131 gave 150 thousand, 150 thousand, 150 thousand once... Oh, 160 thousand... here, 170 thousand, 266 bid 170 thousand... 170 thousand once, 170 thousand twice... 170 thousand once, 170 thousand twice... 170 thousand now... 170 thousand once, 170 thousand twice... 170 thousand now... 170 thousand now... 170 thousand three times, the deal was completed!" As the auctioneer's hammer fell, applause sounded in the venue, and everyone politely congratulated No. 266.
I originally thought that auctioning things was a very slow thing, but who would have thought that after a few words, it would be over?
Five minutes is useless!
Of course, I hope that the slower the auction of these items, the better. In this case, maybe there will be more minutes to repair the Yuan blue and white can. Please, everyone, can the competition be more intense?
The image of the LCD large screen has been replaced, "...Okay, here is the second item, underglaze three-color landscape pen holder of the Qing Dynasty Kangxi Qing Dynasty, this item is 15.5 cm high, it is a study tool, cylindrical, straight wall, glaze but no style at the bottom, and the three-color landscape paintings on the abdomen, the landscape and the characters are integrated, adding to the literary interest of the picture, and has a strong artistic beauty. Well, the starting price is 280,000 yuan."
Time passed by bit by bit, and the lot was taken away one by one at a speed that caught me off guard, without even stuttering. From beginning to end, among the few people I knew, except for the Japanese woman who held up the underglaze three-color landscape pen holder twice, Yan Wanru and the fat boss had never touched the license plate in their hands, as if the thing they liked had not yet appeared.
At 8:10, there were only forty-five minutes left before the auction ended.
Waiting is a very tormenting thing. In this banquet hall with air conditioning and cold air, I kept wiping the sweat on my neck, like sitting on pins and needles and crossing my legs, unable to hide the impatient mood in my heart. This twists and turns were indeed too heavy and depressing for me, who was under twenty-two years old, but I was thinking about having fun in my suffering, which is not a test and tempering for me?
People always grow up through mistakes.
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At 8:25, my heart rate gradually increased a little uncontrollably.
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, I took out my cell phone and looked at my watch. After hesitating for a moment, I called Mr. Peng.
"There is more than half an hour left. Uncle Peng, how is your situation there?"
"Oh, it's not so good." His voice felt indescribable frustration.
“Have you not spliced and bonded yet?”
"I just went in with the chairman and took a look. Not to mention bonding, the separation of the base foot and the imitation jar was not completed. I asked Mr. Ma, but he just kept shaking his head. Maybe...ah... it might be really too late."
My heart skipped a beat, and finally, I failed?
The starting price of Yuan blue and white porcelain agreed on in the contract is 300,000 yuan, which is equivalent to my cost. If I don’t have time today, even if I change the auction house the next day and get a high price of 500,000 yuan, I will still owe Hanhai a lot of money.
Bah! I just think about that unlucky thing! Isn’t it still half an hour?
I leaned on the back of the chair, only to expect the miracle to appear.
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