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Chapter 190 The auction

There were many people who only had goods. Even though Lin Baoqing called out a high price of 550,000 yuan, he even shouted for the price on behalf of the ice. One was a man in his fifties and a literary taste, and the other was an old man in his seventies.

Song Yi was not afraid of spending money, so Lin Baoqing naturally had no reason to save for him. At this time, the auction venue was like a battlefield, so naturally there was no saying that respect the elderly and love the young. When they increased the price by 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, and finally exceeded 600,000 yuan, Lin Baoqing raised the price to 680,000 yuan in one breath.

The auctioneer on the stage was naturally extremely happy. He was excited and reported the numbers, and at the same time he was inciting the matter with all his might. But let him speak loudly, the middle-aged man and the old man were both calm and did not increase the price.

Needless to think about it, the price is much higher than their budget. Judging from Lin Baoqing's attitude, it is determined to win. If they want to take it down, it will cost at least 700,000 or 800,000. Although most of the rich people present are rich, they are not willing to buy this painting at a too high price. Moreover, once the young people's impetus comes up, it will be more terrifying than the old experts.

"Sixty-eight thousand deal!" The auctioneer finally made a hammer, and at the same time he did not forget to congratulate Lin Baoqing on his harvest of this precious collection. This skilled auctioneer with his old tricks was naturally perfect.

Lin Baoqing generously accepted the auctioneer's blessing, without much excitement, and her calm performance was perfect.

Song Yi whispered beside him, "Baoqing is really amazing. He saved me more than 100,000 yuan! I originally had a budget of 800,000 yuan for this painting. It seems that the next lot will be handed over to you, Baoqing."

"You are so lazy!" Lin Baoqing smiled. How could she not know what this guy Song Yi is doing? He didn't like to show off and pushed her to the front desk, but she liked this feeling.

The two young people's appearance as if nothing had happened has attracted a lot of attention. Collections these days are also a hurdle. It is not easy to get good collections from the hands of these old experts. Many people also guessed in their hearts whether these two people are not from the background.

But soon, the nervous atmosphere at the auction made them forget these things and focus on the collections they wanted. The competition for general auction items on the spot was not particularly fierce, but good collections often attracted everyone to rush forward, and the price was also rushing up. Those who were not strong enough could only sigh.

Song Yi and Lin Baoqing didn't do much either. They were just chatting leisurely and commenting on the auctioned collection, and time passed.

Wang Mingyang was so busy that he was like a firefighter now. He raised his sign to save the situation when the situation was cold so that the scene would not be too deserted.

Wang Mingyang was in a hurry, which made Wang Luo feel a little guilty, and he made up his mind to think about the collection at the next auction. This time, Song Yi helped to save the venue, and next time, I can't expect him to be like today. Wang Luo also knew clearly that if he wanted to increase the influence of the auction company, he had to work hard on the collection.

However, this is easier said than done. Wang Luo can only be regarded as an auction company in the collection industry. It has not been established for a long time. It is like a few major competitors, and it is not as good as the collector industry. It has sufficient supply of goods and a wide network of connections. This is something that Wang Luo cannot compare with.

The morning auction reached its peak after Shen Huan's "The Imperial Qing Dynasty Tribute Picture" came out.

This is a hand-rolled colored paper painting, painted with fine brushwork in the lives and production images of ethnic minorities in various provinces including Guandong, Fujian, Taiwan, Hunan, Guangdong, Guizhou and Guangxi. There are all men and women who are accused of. Each of them is equipped with Man and Hanming.

Such a collection is naturally a good thing in a thousand, but Song Yi and Lin Baoqing can only watch it. Lin Baoqing also complained a little, "It's a pity that such a good thing can't be obtained. If I guess correctly, this painting should be the highest price in the calligraphy and painting field."

Song Yi smiled and said nothing. In fact, it was not just Song Yi and the other two. Most of the people present could only watch it. The preciousness of this collection was so precious that the state stipulated that it could only be auctioned by museums, libraries or state-owned enterprises in the country, which greatly restricted the identity of the buyer.

Of course, these state-owned units are rich and willing to spend money, and they spare no effort in the competition for this painting, so the price has risen. In the end, they sold more than 2.8 million yuan.

The atmosphere at the scene was turbulent, and such a price was the highest at the entire auction. Everyone present was mentally prepared for such a high price. The state-owned enterprises were rich and powerful. Of course, this also set a new record. You can tell by looking at Wang Luo's smiling face. There is no need to think of Song Yi. When the media reported that the auction was small, they would show off again, such as the price of collectibles hit a new high, and the collection situation was very good.

Only Lin Baoqing whispered beside him and said, "Sister Wang is the happiest!"

"Be careful when Sister Wang hears it, she has no choice. The country has this regulation, which can be regarded as having certain positive significance for the protection of cultural relics!" Song Yi said with a smile. In fact, it was quite interesting to see Lin Baoqing pouting her mouth.

"It's weird that it's positive!" Lin Baoqing disagreed, but he didn't bother him.

Lin Baoqing calculated that there were no good collections at the morning auction, so he began to think about retreating. "At this speed, it would be thankful that the auction of calligraphy and paintings will be completed today. There will be a rare ancient book tomorrow. The auction of jewelry and jade we are looking forward to will be put until tomorrow night!"

"There are too many auction items," Song Yi nodded and said, "Nearly four hundred auction items can not be auctioned in just a few words. You can also do some rare ancient books and rare books. This time there are many lonely treasures."

Lin Baoqing smiled and said, "Yes, but jewelry is best for auction at night. I can't wait to see Jin Yuliangye's dazzling appearance under the lights of the night, and I don't know what high price you can buy at that time."

"I will naturally know that if there is nothing good, go to have a meal first! In the afternoon, Zhang Daqian and Xu Beihong's paintings are worth taking a try, so let's take a good look first.

"Song Yi's confidence is actually not particularly strong. After all, the situation in mainland China and Hong Kong is different. It is not uncommon for those who sell their brothers in Hong Kong to find any price here. It depends on whether Wang Luo can contact the rich people.

Lin Baoqing nodded in agreement. She had long had such thoughts. Although the auction atmosphere was very lively, she enjoyed the time she spent alone with Song Yi.

Anyway, Wang Mingyang was helping collect things, Song Yi and the others walked very casually, had lunch in the hotel sweetly, and then went back to the room to take a nap. Before the third episode, the two arrived at the auction venue in full spirit and prepared to bid for the afternoon collection.
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