Thank you, stranger.
Although Xia Fan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he still pretended to be calm and said, "Look, there are still people whose vision is not inferior to mine."
Lassein couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"But can you wear a mask at the auction?" He asked again, "Isn't the Holy Palace afraid of people like this evading the auction?"
"The Holy Palace recognizes his identity. Letting him in means there is no problem with his identity. As for how he shows himself to others, that is his freedom." Lasein pursed his lips at the platform, "The host is looking at you."
"Oh, let him take a look." Xia Fan turned his head and did not meet the other person's eyes at all. "Anyway, you don't have to pay for it."
After asking twice to no avail, the host could only bang the gavel, "The deal was completed for 700 gold coins, congratulations to Mr. Smiley!"
"A rich person's game." Olina muttered in a low voice, "It's just a gold cup, which is almost worth one-third of the college tuition."
It's okay if you don't convert it. If you simply convert it into silver taels, it's equivalent to more than five thousand taels of silver, which can be considered a huge sum of money anywhere in Qiguo.
And that’s just the appetizer for the auction.
It’s no wonder that Baron Rassein only saw more and participated less. His status was derived from his bloodline and position, but his own economic strength was still far from that of these big businessmen who opened factories and used primary industrial products to make profits.
In other words, this is the gap between the times. Even in its infancy, industry's efficiency in creating wealth can crush all past production methods.
It's just that the Baron hasn't realized this yet.
There will probably be something good to watch at the next auction, Xia Fan thought to himself.
And so it is.
After several rounds of low-price transactions, subsequent items began to receive bidding, and one of the legendary mage's experimental essays was auctioned for more than 3,000 gold koen.
Xia Fan also wanted to see the cultivation methods and experiences of those who sense Qi here, but unfortunately its price has exceeded the acceptable bottom line.
At the same time, another strange problem also came into everyone's field of vision.
The last round of bids for each auction item was made by the man wearing a smiling mask.
In other words, he took pictures of everything so far!
This is a bit outrageous.
Generally speaking, when everyone comes to participate in an auction, they basically have their own expectations. Either it will help their abilities, or it will be worth the money and they can expect to get higher returns. Such goals are often relatively single and unlikely to cross boundaries. This is not the case with the funny-faced man. He seems to be just a ruthless quotation machine. From gold cups to experimental essays, he wants to get involved without caring whether those objects are real or not. it works.
Even Lasein was surprised and turned around to look at this person many times, trying to figure out who he was.
"I'm applying for notarization and confirmation." A middle-aged man dressed as a mage couldn't help but stand up and said. He was undoubtedly upset that he couldn't take a note just now.
In a sense, notarization and confirmation were a sign of distrust. Not only did they not trust the auctioneer, they also did not trust the Holy Palace. This made the host frown slightly.
However, there were indeed many doubts at present, so he still looked at the smiling man.
The latter spread his hands to indicate that he didn't care.
Soon a notary walked up to the smiling man, lowered his head and chatted for a few words, then looked at several things he displayed, then straightened up and said, "This guest has no problem."
"Can you tell me the identity of your Excellency?" the mage continued to ask.
"Sorry, the Holy Palace is obliged to protect the privacy of every guest. We cannot agree to your request." The host vetoed, "If you are interested in him, you can make an appointment alone after the meeting."
"Okay, let's continue. What a fuss." At this time, Achie suddenly said, "How much money is this? If you can't afford it, don't blame others for asking for it. I remember that the Mage Tower doesn't accept poor people, right? .”
There was a burst of low laughter at the scene.
The mage's face suddenly became extremely ugly, but the person who made the mocking words had the right to say so. In the end, he could only glare at the two of them, turned around and left the auction hall angrily.
"This guy... isn't he afraid of the mage's retaliation afterwards?" Xia Fan whispered, after all, the mage is also a person who senses Qi.
"In Azure Castle, as long as you are not a dragonborn, only Achie takes revenge on others, and no one else retaliates against him." Lassein said with a slightly contemptuous tone, "Achie's guards include high-level mages, and As long as he is willing to pay, there will be more than one or two demon-wielders willing to protect him. If he were to see him outside the Holy Palace, that person might not even be able to get close to Achie."
This is the difference between the two places. Xia Fan couldn't help but sigh. In Qi State, those who have some strength are proud to be alchemists. Even if there are a few people who are willing to be employed, they are forced by life. For those who are employed, It is by no means a glorious thing for readers, let alone actively publicizing it.
"Gentlemen and ladies, please don't mind the interlude just now." The host clapped his hands and brought everyone's attention back to the booth. "Now please take a look at the seventh item - it comes from the inheritance of the Shazhou royal family. During the period, it was It has changed hands many times and is hundreds of years old!”
What I saw on the stage was a bust of a woman. It was about half an arm high. It was made of metal. It was black and shiny in color and did not leave many traces of time. In terms of artistic value alone, this statue is indeed good. The woman's hair and face are clearly distinguishable, and her peaceful expression is lifelike. It's just that the material is neither gold nor jade, so it may suffer a certain loss in terms of the price limit.
"The starting price for this item is six hundred gold koen. Is anyone interested?"
Xia Fan once again took the lead in raising his sign.
"Okay, Mr. Dongfang, six hundred!" the host immediately sang.
"No, you're here again?" Lassein looked at his inviter speechlessly.
"I quite like the appearance of this woman." Xia Fan explained as if nothing had happened, but in fact his heart was already stirred up - he noticed several rows of text engraved on the back of the bust, and looked at the configuration and the one in Qian Yan's hand. The coins are very similar!
There is no doubt that these two things have something in common.
Although he didn't know whether taking pictures would help solve the mystery, he had promised the Fang family after all, and he had to do his best when he saw an opportunity. If he can win this auction item, he may be able to meet the original owner of the statue and learn more about it.
Qian Yan also noticed this.
She turned her head and looked at Xia Fan, her expression a little complicated.
"Six hundred... six hundred gold coins, is there anyone else bidding?" the host asked as usual.
"I'll pay eight hundred." Someone in the front row suddenly said.
Xia Fan's eyes narrowed slightly.
The person holding the placard was none other than Achielumen.