The auction hall was brightly lit and bustling with people.
Especially off the stage, it became the world of the managers of various aristocratic families and wealthy families. Those who were on good terms chatted with each other, while those who were on bad terms ignored each other. Many people took this opportunity to expand their network.
As soon as the hour of Chen arrived, an auctioneer walked onto the stage and the noise in the audience quickly died down.
There were still many people queuing outside Fang Yun's box, so they had to leave.
Fang transported the last batch of guests out and sat back on the bench in the box.
Ao Huang was lying on the railing with his back to him. Fang Yun saw Ao Huang's tail beside him. He had nothing to do, so he reached out and touched it, wanting to know what a dragon's tail felt like. It felt as hard as a dragon's horn, but it had a toughness that a dragon's horn did not have, which was very special.
Ao Huang rolled his eyes and muttered quietly: "Don't you know that you can't touch a real dragon's butt? Forget it, just think of it as you patting the dragon's butt..."
Yang Yuhuan and Su Xiaoxiao covered their mouths and laughed.
There was a knock on the door, and then Zhao Hongzhuang, dressed in a blue scholar's robe, pushed the door open and walked in.
"Sister Hongzhuang!" Su Xiaoxiao stood up quickly.
Fang Yun nodded and did not treat Hongzhuang as an outsider.
Zhao Hongzhuang held Yang Yuhuan's hand with her left hand and Su Xiaoxiao's hand with her right hand, and sat down and talked in a low voice.
At this time, the sixty-year-old auctioneer on the auction stage bowed to the audience and said in a thunderous voice: "I am sixty-nine years old and have a certain reputation in the pawnshops in Beijing. It is a great honor for me to host the special auction of Fang Xusheng's things today. Although I have thousands of words in my heart, I will not be polite anymore since I know your intentions. Come on, bring the first item, a fine dragon bone!"
The old auctioneer's words were greeted with applause from the audience.
Four strong young men in sleeveless shorts carried a red tray towards the auction table. On the tray, there was a dragon bone about three feet long.
Unlike ordinary dragon bones that are as smooth as jade, this dragon bone has a dull surface, many cracks and holes, and even traces of being gnawed by insects and rodents.
The old auctioneer said: "This dragon bone comes from the Holy Ruins. Although it has left traces of time, it still contains vitality. There is a trace of spirituality that does not exist in ordinary demon bones. After judgment, this dragon bone comes from a powerful dragon king of the dragon clan, which is equivalent to a human scholar, but better. If it is just an ordinary damaged dragon bone, I will definitely not say it is a top-quality dragon bone. Because Fang Xusheng has personally admitted that this dragon bone comes from a strange 'spiritual bone', which is even more extraordinary! This thing..."
Fang Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He couldn't bear to take out the good dragon bones, so he only took out some broken dragon bones. This dragon bone didn't even need the spirit bones of the Holy Ruins, but the old auctioneer praised it to the sky.
"The base price is 10,000, and each increase is 1,000 taels of silver. If you want to increase the price, please explain it with your tongue. Let's begin!"
"Ding..." A Hanlin holding the official seal made a crisp sound with his talent.
"Ding!" Another sound rang out.
There was no one shouting too loudly, and no one was impatient. The whole process was very peaceful. Even the voices were pleasant to the ears.
It wasn't until the 30th bell rang that there was a brief interruption in the auction.
"Forty-one thousand taels of silver, it was bought by a Hanlin from Wu State. Who likes it more?"
Fang Yun shook his head slightly. He naturally understood the auctioneer's trick, deliberately revealing Wu Guo's identity to let people from countries that were not in harmony with Wu Guo compete for it.
As expected, the people of Qi and Jing, who had bad relations with Wu, began to raise the price.
However, everyone present knew the value of the goods. This dragon bone was barely equivalent to an ordinary demon king bone, and the final transaction price was 75,000 taels. It was 10% higher than the market price, so it was not a loss to buy it.
Then, the second item came up for auction, which was ten tree roots of different sizes.
"The roots of the demon king of the Yimu tribe! They have been kept in the Yinjiangbei and there is still moist juice in the roots. Whether it is boiled directly into soup or made into medicine, it is a top-notch product. Yimu is extremely rare in the Ten Thousand Worlds. Even if it appears, it is in groups. It is often necessary to wait for several years outside the Yimu tribe to harvest some roots..."
This time the auctioneer did not engage in false advertising. The strange wood was classified as a "strange object". Although the level of strange objects and strange things was lower than that of real dragons, they were similar to ordinary dragons. The worst was equivalent to a flood dragon, far exceeding ordinary monsters. The roots of strange trees were indeed very rare and had extremely high medicinal value. Even the semi-saint families had a huge demand for them.
In the end, the ten tree roots were sold for a huge sum of 2.75 million yuan.
Yang Yuhuan, Su Xiaoxiao and others were extremely surprised. They did not expect the value of this magical object to be so high. The tax revenue of a lower county was only about one million taels a year.
If a family's total assets reach 500,000, it will become a famous family in the area, enough to influence a county.
This price was double what Fang Yun expected.
One item after another came on the market. It was Fang Yun's first time to participate in his own special auction and he found it very interesting.
Ao Huang whispered, "Auctions are fun. Do you want me to pluck a few dragon scales and auction them? I will personally introduce them and they will definitely sell for a high price!"
Nunu rolled his eyes at Ao Huang, completely treating this real dragon as a fool.
"Let's talk about it when there's a chance later." Fang Yun thought to himself that Nunu had good vision.
The transaction volume increased at an extremely fast rate and soon exceeded 10 million silver dollars.
After bidding on the twelfth lot, the auctioneer looked around the auction hall with a smile, cleared his throat, and said with thunderous tongue: "The next thirteenth lot is not a divine object, but Fang Xusheng's first famous ancient poem. It was with this poem that he became a top three student! This poem is "Spring Dawn" written by him personally!"
Afterwards, four children excitedly walked up to the auction stage and recited "Spring Dawn" aloud.
"I sleep through the spring nights, and hear birds singing everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers have fallen!"
The people off the field were whispering to each other.
The old auctioneer said with great enthusiasm: "I got this yesterday and couldn't sleep at night! If Fang Xusheng is a book, then this poem is the preface of this book, with an immeasurable significance that no other poem can compare to! This is Fang Xusheng's first masterpiece, and even his first masterpiece in the examination hall! This poem is not only of great significance, but also of profound and clear poetic meaning, and it has already reached the realm of Mingzhou! If it is passed down for thousands of years, it is very likely to reach the realm of the country! How lucky is it to buy a poem that can protect the country at the price of Mingzhou?"
The voices in the field were even louder. Countless letters were sent from the official seals, asking the opinions of the elders at home.
The old auctioneer was very satisfied. After a moment's thought, he said, "A copy of the Mingzhou poem "Spring Dawn" written by Fang Xusheng himself. The lowest price is one million taels of silver. The price can be increased by 100,000 each time!"
“Ding ding ding ding ding ding…”
The previous calm sound of official seals disappeared, and at the same time, there were over a hundred sounds!
Even Confucius' family participated in the auction!
The Kong family's literary reputation is at its peak, but their strength lies in the interpretation of classics. The Kong family is too mediocre in poetry. If Fang Yun's famous work could be included in the Kong family, it would definitely be of extraordinary significance.
A loud voice suddenly sounded.
"Ten million!"
Many people almost cursed. The estimated value of "Spring Dawn" was about six million silver coins. After all, this was not the first original work. Even if the price was higher, it could only be nine million. That person asked for ten million, which was really too much.
"Hehe..." Ao Huang suddenly laughed softly.
Fang Yun felt that the voice sounded familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he immediately remembered that it was the voice of the Green-clothed Dragon Marquis.
The Dragon Clan participates in this auction! (To be continued...)