Chapter 73

Although Taoist priest Qingyang didn't give his name, everyone here could understand it.

It's obviously aimed at Ye Chen.

As soon as Gu San Ye's face changed, he was about to speak, but Taoist priest Qingyang despised a smile and walked away with his hand in his hand, with a very proud attitude.

Wei Dongwen hurried to catch up, only to see ye Chen's eyes mixed with a trace of contempt.

I think he is also regarded as a Jianghu staff.

Read so far, Wei Dong secretly shook his head.

Gu Laoyi is famous all his life. How could he have such a useless son as Gu Laosan.

Ye Chen looks as usual from the beginning to the end, silently watching Qingyang Taoist priest go away, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Gu Yingying, afraid of his displeasure, said subconsciously, "master ye, Taoist Qingyang always does this. I hope you don't mind."

"Did you just say that the Taoist priest Qingyang can draw the talisman?" Ye Chen takes back his eyes and asks thoughtfully.

He didn't feel any spiritual power fluctuation from Taoist Qingyang, so he shouldn't be a cultivator, so how could the symbols drawn be effective?

Gu Sanye took over the words and said: "Taoist priest Qingyang really can draw symbols, enjoy a great reputation in the whole upper class society in the south of heaven, and it is also the existence of dignitaries competing to make friends. It is said that he once burned a talisman in front of the crowd and cured a blind man of his eyes. "

"Is it? I hope to have a chance to see you. "

Ye Chen laughs and doesn't speak much anymore. Under Gu Yingying's guidance, he enters the underground black market auction house.

According to Gu Sanye, there are six floors underground in the whole antique city. The upper three floors are the parking garage, and the lower three floors are the black market among the population.

The group took the elevator all the way to the fourth floor.

The so-called black market is actually a hall similar to the cinema, which is elliptical, surrounded by dense seats, and in the middle is the auction seat.

The whole hall is divided into three floors.

Gu Yingying takes Ye Chen straight up to the third floor, which is arranged with a uniform compartment, so that the auction site can be seen clearly.

There are all kinds of facilities in the private room.

As soon as he sat down, Gu asked people to bring a lot of food. He even brought two bottles of red wine and poured three glasses each.

Gu Yingying got up and picked up a cup and looked at Ye Chen and said, "master ye, come on, I respect you. For nothing else, I've given you a bad breath for my third uncle today."

Ye Chen took the glass and touched it with her, then a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, because Gu Yingying even drank up half a glass of red wine in one breath.

Maybe she was too strong to drink. After drinking, her pretty face was a touch of ruddy, her eyelashes were slightly quivering, and she was a little surprised in the dark yellow light.

"Master ye, you are welcome." Seems to be aware of his eyes, Gu Yingying pretty face more and more ruddy.

Ye Chen took a sip and felt that his throat was deep as if it were pouring into a flame.

"Isn't it delicious? This is Lafite in '82, a winery in the country of enamel. "

Gu Sanye also took a sip with him, and then he turned around and asked, "master ye, I don't understand all the time. When gambling, how do you know that you will be able to produce jadeite?"

Voice down.

Gu Yingying can't help but look at Ye Chen.

It's true that the previous scene was too shocking. First it was red jade, then it was king green. Ye Chen was very calm from the beginning to the end, without any gambler's mentality.

What's most important is that ye Chen can predict in advance that uncle and Liu Chuang will lose the last bet. Is that a foreknowledge?

Meet the eyes that two people don't understand, leaf Chen light way: "if I say, I can see through, do you believe?"

The smile on Gu's face suddenly froze: "master ye, I can really joke."

In this world, where is there any perspective not perspective, he only when ye Chen is not willing to say, simply no longer ask.

Gu Yingying also doesn't believe it. When she wants to ask what else, she suddenly hears a tinkling sound coming from downstairs.

"It's the auction." Gu said immediately.

Ye Chen looked down and saw that the seats on the first floor were full of people, and there was a fat man standing on the platform in the middle of all the seats.

The fat man weighs about 200 Jin. He is wearing a suit that doesn't match his body shape. He has a big back and a harmless expression on his face.

"Master ye, his name is Jin Defu, and his nickname is Jin Daya. He is one of the persons in charge of the auction. All the people I know call him Jin Ye."

Ye Chen nodded and looked down.

With the appearance of Jin Daya, the whole auction scene, which was originally noisy and didn't look at, was suddenly quiet.

After making a brief opening speech, Jin Daya went straight to the theme and said: "the first auction was ten jars of white jade wine from the Han Dynasty."

Then a few uniformed staff carried a large box to the auction platform, which was covered with a red cloth.

"At that time, Tubo paid tribute to the emperor of Han Dynasty. It was the so-called wine luminous cup. If you want to drink pipa, you need to hurry immediately. Because of the special sealing technology, even after two thousand years, the wine has not been damaged or deteriorated at all."

In order to prove his words, Jin Daya asked people to open the red cloth, and opened a jar of wine in public, only to see that it was full of the milky white gel with fixed words.

For a while, the whole auction site was full of wine, which made people feel refreshed. We can know its value from the smell of wine alone.

"The ten jars of wine are officially on sale. The starting price is one million yuan. Each time the price increase is no less than 100000 yuan," he said with a grin

Voice down.

Someone at the scene immediately raised the sign in his hand.

"1.1 million!"

"1.2 million..."

"1.3 million..."

……

In the end, ten jars of white jade wine, at a price of 2.4 million yuan, was photographed by an old man in Tang Dynasty.

Seeing the excitement on the other side's face, ye Chen can't help shaking his head secretly. The love of the Taoist heart is indeed a very magical power. He even spent more than two million yuan to distinguish ten jars of ancient wine.

Next, Jin Daya shot many things, from antiques to calligraphy and painting, all of which were sold at a high price.

To Ye Chen's disappointment, there is nothing he can see, just when he is bored.

I saw Jin Daya once again let people out of an auction.

It's a sandalwood box, about fifty centimeters in size.

At the same time, there are two people sitting in another private room, who are the former leaders of Weidong and Qingyang.

With the sandalwood box.

At first, the Taoist priest Qingyang stood up suddenly from the sofa, and said excitedly: "it is it, it is it, Mr. Wei, you must take a picture for me!"

And ye Chen subconsciously controls the divine sense to sweep, then the complexion slightly coagulates: "eh......"