"What?" Everyone in the room was stunned instantly.
This was outrageous!
This was the first time such an incredible situation has occurred in auction history.
The buyer had just placed the order and then auctioned it off on the spot.
The most ridiculous thing was undoubtedly the starting price.
Previously, Irving spent 10 million to buy the frying pan, and in the next second, the reserve price became 100 million. If one wasn't there, one wouldn't dare to believe that this scene was real.
Wasn't this treating them all as fools?
At this moment, a scream came from inside the house. "What? The bronze emperor plate that has been lost for thousands of years? Is that frying pan really the legendary treasure?"
An old man wearing a soft leather mask was shaking with excitement as he shouted.
Bronze emperor plate.
This word gradually awakened memories deep in everyone's minds.
The bronze Plate was made in the fifth y
A bronze vessel that originally looked like a frying pan.Now it was completely new, showing its true appearance.Yohan came to the table first, then took out a special magnifying glass he carried with him and leaned over to carefully examine the bronze ware. “The inscription is perfect and neat. Come here, bring all the ancient books that record the bronze emperor plate."To identify the authenticity of the bronze emperor plate, in addition to the inscription on the bottom plate, there are also records of collectors from past empires.After the fall of the Romanos empire, the emperor Plate flowed into the hands of the public and eventually fell into the hands of Shayne Barkley, a famous calligrapher in the Apollos empire.He said in his "Miscellaneous Records": "The inscription on the plate is 130 words. They sold it in the market. The owner's family members cut off its feet and used it as a cake oven..."In the middle of the Apollos empire, Charleston's "Catalogue of Ancient Books i
This bronze emperor plate was indeed of inestimable value and was the focus of the entire event. However, the price of 100 million was sure to make many people retreat. If it were her, she would set a more appropriate starting price. For example, between 30 and 50 million."One hundred and ten million!""One hundred and nineteen million!""One hundred and twenty-five million!""One hundred and thirty million..."Unexpectedly, the result was completely opposite to what the veiled woman expected.The starting price of 100 million dollar not only failed to scare off the crowd, but instead made the bidding extremely fierce.The bidding price kept rising.The veiled woman was stunned. On the one hand, she underestimated the great appeal of this bronze emperor plate. On the other hand, she underestimated the extraordinary financial resources of these people.One hundred million may be a sky-high price that was extremely rare i
The veiled woman looked at the gold card in her hand.Made of 24K pure gold, it was about the size of a credit card, but when you hold it in the palm of your hand, you could feel its heavy weight. The most eye-catching thing was the front of the gold card. A lifelike unicorn with dragon head, elk body, ox tail, horse hooves. Even the hair roots on the lover's face were clearly visible."National appraiser." The veiled woman was stunned as if struck by thunder and lightning. She had only heard rumors about the origin of this gold card, but today she was able to see the real thing. A mysterious existence that is only circulated in the upper class circles of New York City.This gold card had a special name: Silverwood. The first family in New York Province. Something unique to the Silverwood family. Anyone who can receive the Silverwood Letter was a talented person of the contemporary era."Could that old man be——Quentin Silverwood?" When the veiled woman spoke the name, her whole body t
James calmed down a little and asked, "Irving, where did you earn this money?"Irving replied, "I was bored today, so I went to the ghost market. I came across a jade duck vase from the imperial court of Emperor Augustus of the Roman empire. I spent a few thousands of dollar to buy it, and then sold it again."During the whole process, Irving spoke in a normal and casual manner. That nonchalant tone was as if he had just gone to the vegetable market to buy a bunch of onions.But to James and Lindsay, it was a different feeling. If you were bored, just go out for a walk and you can earn tens of millions."Irving, you must be very tired. Sit down and rest first. Are you hungry? Mom will make you some side dishes." Lindsay's attitude changed drastically. The smile on her face was as bright as a flower, and she walked into the kitchen with the wind."Irving, Dad is here to have a few drinks with you." James took out a bottle of top-quality red wine tha
"Ah! What do you want to do?" Linda was frightened and couldn't help screaming.Faced with Irving's questioning, she could only turn her head away, not even daring to look at him, and her hands were tightly grasping the quilt, like a live fish on a chopping board waiting to be slaughtered.The male body pressing on her was heavy, yet exuded a strong masculine scent mixed with the pungent smell of alcohol. Hot breath blew on her face, and it was a little itchy.As a virgin in her twenties, she instinctively wanted to push Irving away and angrily accused him of being vulgar and shameless. But, she couldn't. Irving was right. She was his wife. Whatever he did, it was as it should be.This day had finally come. She once thought that their "atypical husband-and-wife relationship" could last forever. During this period, she had tried to prepare herself mentally and become a real woman. But at this moment, she realized that she couldn't do it."You do it." Linda closed his eyes, feeling extr
Different from an antique appreciation conference. This banquet seemed to be smaller in scale, but the environment was particularly elegant. There were rockery and pond outside, green bamboo and red flowers.Inside was a hall that could only accommodate about a hundred guests. The middle was filled with seats, and on both sides were all kinds of delicacies, cakes, and drinks.Before Irving and others came in, dozens of guests had already arrived. At this time, the guests in the hall were toasting each other and chatting with each other. Hearty laughter could be heard from time to time.Irving and his companions were like invisible people. No one came up to greet them, and no guests came to say hello. Like a minion. Even Deputy Mayor Zhou suffered the same fate."Mister Smiths, I'm Wayne, I've taken up a few empty seats over there, come and sit down." Wayne guided them forward.As I walked to my seat, people around me cast strange glances at me, many of which contained a hint of surpri
After hearing these praises, Farrell Martin felt satisfied and smiled broadly. He felt that his amazing talent had not been buried.Linda, who was humiliated, felt very aggrieved and her eyes were filled with tears. She bent down and tried to pick up the business card on the ground.However, Irving stopped her and walked slowly towards Farrell Martin.Linda, as well as Zuri and his wife, looked confused, not knowing what Irving was going to do.At the same time, Farrell Martin and his companions also noticed Irving, who came with ill intentions. However, Farrell Martin was fearless, his eyes full of contempt.When Irving came in front of him, he was about to speak, but was a beat too slow."Can you pick up that business card for the lady?" Irving's face was frosty, and he stared at Farrell Martin without a trace of emotion.An extremely powerful and domineering aura arose spontaneously.Farrell Martin was stunned for a moment, even a little scared. But he usually lived a life of luxur
A ninth-rate calligrapher?Everyone was stunned when they heard this, with puzzled expressions. Who is this referring to? It seemed that the only person present was a calligrapher.In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Farrell, with different expressions.Farrell immediately became furious, with a fierce look in his eyes."You are so rude, little brat.""Master Farrell's calligraphy is a rare masterpiece in the world.""How dare you, a piece of rubbish who can't recognize a great man, call our Master Farrell a third-rate calligrapher.""What are your qualifications?"Farrell's crazy fans jumped out one after another and started cursing.The public was outraged, and aggressive.Linda, Zuri and his wife took several steps back in fear.Only one person stood still.Towering like a mountain, it overlooks the world.Irving.He remained calm, staring coldly, standing with his hands behind his back. That look on his face showed that he didn't take the other person seriously and he remaine