Poison Tongue System: Host, your head is a little green

In the evening, Qiao Zhen followed Pei Xiu to the auction venue.

The venue was located on the top floor of a five-star hotel. From the moment he entered the door, Qiao Zhen was shocked by the luxurious decoration of the hotel.

From Pei Xiu's mouth, I learned that the most common room in this hotel costs more than 3000 a night. It is hard to imagine how much it would cost to contract the entire top floor venue to hold an auction in this kind of place!

"The auction should start at nine o'clock tonight, you go shopping around first, I'll find a friend!"

After entering the venue, Pei Xiu left with an excuse.

In fact, Qiao Zhen didn't want her to be by his side. After all, along the way, Qiao Zhen found that there were many hostile eyes staring at him.

Dozens of tea tables were placed in the auction venue, originally for the participants to rest and drink tea, but in the end they became small booths one by one.

Many antique collectors took out their treasures and chatted with others at random at a tea table.

There are also some antique vendors who filled the tea tables with valuable treasures, and introduced them to anyone who passed by and asked a question.

Qiao Zhen was idle and bored, and unknowingly squeezed into a tea table with a lot of onlookers.

There are many old scrolls on the tea table, some of which are painted with yellow marks of time, and some are even in dilapidated condition, you have to be careful when holding them in your hands, otherwise they will be easily shattered.

But it's just these dilapidated scrolls, but the onlookers held magnifying glasses and squeezed their heads to get close to them, trying to take a closer look at these scrolls, preferably through them.

"Let me tell you, friends, today I am reluctant to give up my love. If you still like this scroll, please bid!"

The stall owner smiled and began to mark the price of each scroll.

"Tsk, such a dilapidated painting scroll dares to ask for a sky-high price, asking for 10 yuan, it's crazy about money!"

"Isn't it? Even if you bought a scroll like this, you wouldn't dare to open it. I guess the drawing paper inside is all glued together. With a little force, I'll show you how to smash it on the spot!"

"That product is better, and it has a seal from the Qing Dynasty on it. Although it is a bit more expensive, I think it is very gambling!"

"Small gambling, I'm not interested!"

"..."

Everyone spoke in one word.

Qiao Zhen seemed to hear a familiar voice.

He turned his head to look and found Shi Lei and Li Ruolan were in the corner.

Although I don't know how Shi Lei came to this kind of place, it's just that this guy said that the stall owner was asking for sky-high prices. Can't comment without buying.

[Wan Xiao System: Hey, that's not bad, let's make it quickly. 】

The sudden words made Qiao Zhen stunned.

He suppressed his voice, "Which one?"

[Wan Xiao System: I really don't have a tacit understanding with you. It's the tattered one. The drawing paper on the outside is worthless, but there is a hidden compartment inside the scroll, which hides a good thing! 】

Qiao Zhen stared at the broken scroll in astonishment.

This is the cheapest one in the whole shop, that is, the one that Shi Lei just said was asking for a sky-high price.

At this booth, all the scrolls are part of gambling, and no one knows whose work the scrolls are opened.

Some people's names are unknown, and their value is naturally not high.

Moreover, this kind of works still occupy the majority, so ordinary people don't have any insight and financial background, so they really dare not act rashly.

As for this dilapidated painting scroll, it was actually given such a high evaluation by Wan Xiao.

He took a deep breath and smiled playfully at the stall owner: "Boss, can you sell this to me? I want to try it out."

Qiao Zhen fell down, and everyone around him turned to look over.

Shi Lei who was standing opposite saw Qiao Zhen's figure, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he was busy mocking him.

"Oh, who am I? How dare I be the first to attack!"

"Oh, it's a pity, it's just a life of collecting rags. If you want money and have no money, buy a rag and go back and treat yourself as a collector?"

Shi Lei talked proudly, but in fact he can't even afford 10 yuan now.

After all, he just lost hundreds of thousands and emptied his savings, and now he still hates Qiao Zhen in his heart, and was thinking of finding time to trouble Qiao Zhen so that he could force him to spit out the money.

Qiao Zhen raised his head and sneered, "Yeah, why don't you buy the most expensive one? It only costs 300 million, do you dare to make a move?"

"I……"

Shi Lei's eyes flickered: "I'm a professional collector, I won't take out anything I don't see right away!"

He said it rightly, but in fact he was sent by the boss of the company to take the opportunity to win over some of the customers here.

After all, there are many rich people in this place, and the antique industry is closely related to their online treasure appraisal industry.

The stall owner interrupted their conversation with a smile.

"Little brother, since no one bids for this thing, then you can buy it at the lowest price. This can be regarded as the old man opening the door and making a deal."

Qiao Zhen nodded with a smile, and took out his bank card to pay.

"Tsk, it's only tens of thousands of yuan, and you are so arrogant and arrogant, as if no one here can afford it." Shi Lei was still attacking.

Qiao Zhen ignored him.

He borrowed a light and delicate knife from the owner of the stall, and directly cut the painting on the scroll in front of everyone.

This move once again aroused the surprise of the surrounding people.

"What is he doing? Originally, the scroll was tattered, but he just dissected it?"

"Hehe, it seems that this kid is just a layman. There was still a [-]% chance of opening this painting, but now... it's completely useless!"

"This auction is getting worse and worse. As long as you are willing to give money, you can invite anyone. There are no requirements or grades!"

"Oh, it's a pity, this is destroying antiques, no matter whether this thing is right or not, this behavior is inappropriate!"

"..."

Qiao Zhen ignored the words of the crowd around the audience.

Among them, Shi Lei was the most arrogant, and his mocking voice was the most cheerful.

until the end.

Qiao Zhen peeled off the painting on the surface of the scroll, and inside was a stick slightly thicker than a thumb and about [-] centimeters long.

He took the stick in his hand and played with it, then snapped his hands violently, and when the stick broke, he stopped immediately.

Afterwards, he pulled apart the two broken sticks, and a piece of oiled paper-wrapped stuff fell out of it like a cocoon.

Seeing this thing fall on the table, the mocking and commenting people around immediately shut their mouths and widened their eyes.

"Treasure hidden in the universe!?"

The stall owner exclaimed.

Everyone in the industry knows that if you can hide things so tightly, the things inside are naturally not simple.

It can be said that everyone is starting to be jealous at this moment. Before they saw the things in the oil paper, they showed nervousness, holding their breath one by one, waiting for this elusive treasure in the universe, which would bring What an unexpected result for them.