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Chapter 12 Turn around in one shot!
Chapter 12. Turn over in one shot!
Righteous words!
Full of air!

Although the old man was a little angry, his series of questioning was still very impressive, which made Mr. Kang's face turn blue and red.

At this time, some Tibetan friends also reacted:
"Xu's carving method? So it refers to Liuqing bamboo carving in Changzhou?"

"The late Mr. Xu Subai, could it be the ancestor of the bamboo carving master Xu Bingfang?"

"Not bad!"

"But...Liuqing Bamboo Carving, it's bamboo carving, and this purple sand pot..."

"Before Xu's engraving method became famous, he not only carved bamboo, but also carved pottery. The details of which have long been unknown, but the technique of this purple sand pot carving is Xu's in terms of technique, knife work, and artistic conception. There is no doubt about the engraving method."

"In addition to the fact that Mr. Xu Subai's works are not many in the world, this rare purple sand pot carving is naturally more precious! Even Mr. Xu Bingfang must want to treasure it!"

The old man panted slightly, although his voice was not high, but it was clear and meaningful.

Only then did everyone in the field suddenly realize, and sighed at the same time.

Xu's works sold for 67 yuan more than ten years ago, and now they are sold for 98 yuan, which is really not expensive. This big leak slipped away in front of my eyes!

Only Young Master Kang still didn't react, with question marks all over his face, asking around:
"What is Liuqing Bamboo Carving? Who is Xu Bingfang?"

Many people could not help showing contempt.

The three words Xu Subai are unfamiliar to everyone, so that's fine.

But Xu Bingfang is not trivial, he is one of the top masters of contemporary domestic sculpture art!

Even he didn't know that this young master of Jia Qiao Xing's business ability was really average...

"Don't be impatient, old man, please sit down and rest first."

Seeing that the old man was agitated, Ren Ping on the stage spoke.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, old man,"

The old man cupped his hands, but did not sit down, but turned to one side, facing the middle-aged woman who had just successfully bid:
"May I ask if your surname is Xu? What do you call Mr. Xu Bingfang?"

"That's my father."

The middle-aged woman said without any concealment.

"Oh... that's no wonder. I have no regrets knowing that the Xu family's carved pot has returned to its original owner."

As he spoke, he pointed to Kang Shao:
"This young master is the young master of Jiaqiaohang, a big shop in Nanling City. Miss Xu needs to pay attention in the future."

"It's okay,"

The middle-aged woman smiled slightly:
"Our Xu family and Jiaqiao had no contact in the past, and probably won't in the future. On the contrary, You Shengxing has very good eyesight this time, and he was able to recognize my grandfather's purple clay teapot carving, which is rare..."

The voice fell.

Kang Shao was stunned and couldn't say a word.

The rest of the people whispered:
It turned out that the descendants of the Xu family were present in person!

No wonder it was determined to win from the beginning!

Unlucky for Jiaqiao, she somehow offended the inheritor of Xu's engraving method, so don't think about acting as an agent for any works of Liuqing Bamboo Carving in the future...

"Everyone, this auction is not over yet, please take a seat!"

With a cutscene, the originally chaotic scene returned to order, and the whispers outside the scene gradually decreased.

Ren Ping held a golden hammer in his hand, smiling, with a professional expression that was harmless to humans and animals.

Only when he lowered his head slightly, there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

In the auction session just now, on the surface, Ren Ping just walked through the process and presided over it, and did not play any special role, but in fact——

Everything is under his control!

The first bidder, an old man named Cheng, is a rare collector in Nanling City who specializes in contemporary sculpture arts such as pot carvings, bamboo carvings, and tooth carvings.

According to the system records, this old Mr. Cheng has a good personal relationship with the bamboo carving master Xu Bingfang.

The second middle-aged woman who bid was named Xu Fangnian, she was indeed Xu Bingfang's daughter, and she was currently living in Nanling.

There are also more than a dozen Tibetan friends who participated in the bidding just now, some of them prefer purple clay teapots, and some like carving art, all of which are more or less related to this purple clay teapot carving.

Two days ago, he and Wu Zui tried their best to deliver the invitation letter to these people. To put it bluntly, they just wanted to find the right buyer!
Plan ahead!Targeted!
As soon as these collectors see the purple clay pot carvings, they will most likely participate in the bidding!
Otherwise, it's really hard to say what the result will be after being tossed about by Jia Qiaoxing and Kang Shao.

"The second finale collection: Taiping incense burner with lotus pattern in the Republic of China..."

With the 98-yuan purple clay pot as the foundation, the next scene quickly became lively, and three collections were sold at high prices.

The fourth piece, a bronze bull statue with the eight-character inscription of fortune in a town house in the late Qing Dynasty, was sold for 110 million!
Another million-level collection!

An auction in a municipal collection circle resulted in the sale of two million-dollar collections, which were enough to be featured in the local newspaper!
There is a saying in the auction market that "one auction determines the universe".

It means that at the beginning of the auction, the previous auctions were calm, and once something was sold at a high price, the atmosphere of the whole scene would be quickly ignited, and the bidding for subsequent auctions became more and more fierce, and the turnover was higher and higher.

It seems like there is a strong emotion behind it!
This kind of situation is not uncommon in the auction market, just like today, the purple sand teapot carving is definitely a key turning point.

It can be said to turn over in one shot!
Under the mobilization of this atmosphere, even the most rational personality will inevitably be excited...

"Old Wang! Lao Xia! What are you eating? Why are there so many people asking for the price? Doesn't it mean that many friends will buy your face?"

"Master Kang, we tried our best... As the atmosphere increased, You Sheng took control of the place. Now we can only control ourselves and not hold up the sign..."

"Damn! A bunch of trash!"

In the blink of an eye, the total turnover of the venue has exceeded 500 million.

According to industry management, 50% is taken, which is [-] points of water!
For a small-scale auction house like Youshenghang, it is already quite difficult.

Jia Qiaoxing and others originally planned to take advantage of today's cold game to completely defeat Yousheng, but they didn't expect to see the turnover rising steadily, and they were powerless.

What they didn't know was that the most important and highest-priced finale collections were owned by You Shengxing himself!
"Dad, do you still remember the deal with the bottle? He wanted [-]% of the transaction price of the following items..."

Excited to remember suddenly, Wu Zui said cautiously.

Naturally, Wu Yousheng didn't forget about it, but it was inevitable that his son would hurt him when he mentioned it like that.

"What? You're not happy?"

"Ah? I'm happy! Our relationship is so strong, why don't you like it?"

"MD! Eat the inside out!"

Wu Yousheng, who was always serious about his words and smiles, couldn't help but twitched his lips.

When he was in the stands, he suddenly saw Ren Ping winking, as if hinting at something.

Wu Zui also saw it, left Wu Yousheng behind, and hurried to Taichung.

While passing a glass of water, he lowered his voice:
"What? Isn't there another one?"

"Nonsense! Are the people from the He family here?"

It was only then that Wu Zui remembered that there was such a thing.

He doesn't know if the He family has arrived or not, because they don't know each other at all!
If you casually glanced down the field, Mao couldn't even tell.

"Why do you care about him at this time? You just think he's here?"

"Your uncle! Are you reliable or not!"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's too late now!"

Putting down his words hastily, Wu Zui turned around and left, leaving Ren Ping alone on the stage, wanting to scold his mother.

The turnover in his auction today is nearly 400 million, 20.00% is 80, which is quite a lot.

But there is still a long way to go from the wage arrears of Ren's carpentry workers!
He originally counted on the "Tanzhou Chronicle" in the end, but if no one came from the He family...

"Forget it, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor..."

After pondering for a while, Ren Ping signaled to the backstage to type the collection information on the background board, then took a deep breath and smiled:
"Everyone! The following is the finale collection exhibited today: the ancient local chronicles of the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty - "Tanzhou Chronicles"!"

"The starting price: 100!"

(End of this chapter)