Chapter 58 Bidding 2

As soon as Zhuang Yawen said this, almost everyone's eyes fell on Zhuang Yawen.

Zhuang Yawen is right. She almost survived. Not only did she not reduce the value of this old Jingui at all, but also greatly increased its value. At this moment, the price of the old Jingui is definitely much higher than before he got sick!

The reason is very simple. What can be easily obtained is usually not valued by anyone; and what is dangerous and what is almost obtained can be cherished by people, and the price is naturally higher.

Zhuang Yawen is engaged in antiques. It's impossible not to understand this truth!

Some people in the antique world are easy to make up stories. The porcelain bottles and pots collected from the stalls are said to be dug out of the ancient tombs. Then make up a set of how to accidentally find the ancient tomb, how difficult it is to enter the ancient tomb, and then how many dangers it encountered in the ancient tomb, and finally ran out almost alive. Only the porcelain jar was brought out, and everything else was buried in the ground forever... After this story, the price of antiques can be greatly increased.

Of course, this is a story-telling. Experienced expert may not believe it.

However, Nie Yun's old golden osmanthus is really terminally ill. Zhuang Yawen herself has photos here to prove it. In this way, this old golden osmanthus is even more rare and more valuable!

The reason why this old Jin Gui is of high value lies in its "rareness" and its rareness!

In terms of varieties alone, no matter how pure the old golden osmanthus is, the price is less than one million, and in terms of shape, there are also other bonsai that are more strange than this old golden osmanthus.

But this old osmanthus can be worth more than one million yuan. The most important thing is that this old osmanthus is rare, and there is only one in China. Rare things are precious, unique things, a little collection value, the price will not be low.

Because of this, Zhuang Yawen's bid at this moment has increased by another 300,000!

At this time, Qian Lao's face was a little ugly. He made a series of bids, but he was suppressed by Zhao Jianhong and Zhuang Yawen one after another. Now even if Qian Lao bids to buy Lao Jin Gui, he can't afford it. After all, I have bid twice before. Old Jin Gui, who used to pay 500,000 yuan, now he has paid more than 1.5 million yuan. Isn't that a slap in the face?

When it is spread, people will only say that his old money is not authentic, they want to bully the younger generation who don't know how to do it, and want to pick up the leaks at a low price. Being exposed and brazen to increase the price...

At this time, Qian Lao simply didn't say a word and didn't raise the price.

Anyway, in my opinion, the price of more than 1.5 million yuan is taken down, and the profit margin is not big. For this small profit, it is not worth losing my old face!

Zhuang Yawen saw that Mr. Qian didn't say anything anymore and looked at Nie Yun.

"The price of 1.5 million yuan has exceeded my expectations a lot. Since Miss Zhuang has the highest bid, Nie Yun is naturally willing to take action!"

With a smile, Nie Yun said.

"Wait a minute, Nie Zi!"

But at this time, Liu Junwei, who had been sitting in the chair, suddenly opened his mouth.

"Sister Zhuang, as you know, my old man likes flowers and plants. I have lived for more than 20 years, and I have always made my old man angry, and I have never made him happy. Now the old man is also old, and we are in our twenties. We also want to do something to make the old man happy. It's amazing. I, Liu Junwei, have to fight for this old Jingui!" Liu Junwei pressed the armrest of the sofa with both hands, stood up quickly, and said to Zhuang Yawen in a straight color.

"Flowers are good flowers, and the value is about 1.5 million. I can trust Sister Zhuang. But..."

Liu Junwei paused slightly, "Since I'm going to buy filial piety to the old man, the value itself is secondary."

"What's more, Nie Yun is my brother. My old man also likes Nie Yun. Every time I go, I praise him hard and demean me desperately. This is Nie Zi's first boutique bonsai, which is of great significance. Even if I buy it at a high price, my old man will not call me a prodigal son.

With that, Liu Junwei raised his head and looked directly at Zhuang Yawen.

"Sister Zhuang, I'm bidding, three million!"

Such a price popped out of Liu Junwei's mouth.

"Three million?"

Hearing Liu Junwei's offer, Zhou Lao, Qian Lao and Zhao Jianhong nearby all took a deep breath.

Mr. Zhou and others can afford the price of three million yuan, but it's hard to say whether it's worth spending three million yuan to win such an old golden osmanthus. Whether you can afford it or not is one thing, and whether you want to buy it or not is another matter. It's like you take an ordinary 2B pencil and run to Bill Gates for a million dollars. Bill Gates will also feel incredible when you are a madman.

As soon as he took action, he doubled the price of 1.5 million yuan issued by Zhuang Yawen. Liu Junwei's handwriting is not big!

If it is auctioned in the auction house, Liu Junwei's bid at this moment will be a little suspected of price gouging, but Liu Junwei had that explanation before, others would not say that he was a malicious price goug.

For transactions such as antique bonsai, it is best to tell the reason for raising and suppressing prices.

If you think the thing is not worth the price, then you can say where its defects are. It makes sense, and the seller is willing to reduce the price.

Otherwise, they will ask for 100 yuan, and you cut it to ten yuan, and the seller will naturally be not happy. I pressed the price without a certificate. Didn't you say that I want a price of 100 yuan?

Liu Junwei bought old Jin Gui to honor Liu Zhong, and Lao Jin Gui was saved by Nie Yun, whom Liu Zhong valued.

Filial piety is priceless. At this moment, even if Liu Junwei bids 10 million or 100 million, as long as Liu Junwei can afford it, others will have no objection. As for whether it is worth it or not, it is not something that others can easily comment on...

Hearing that Liu Junwei suddenly offered three million yuan, Zhuang Yawen frowned.

However, looking at Zhuang Yawen's appearance, it seems that she has no intention of retreating at all!

"Weizi, you buy old Jingui to be filial to your old man, and I also buy old Jin Gui to be filial to my uncle!" Zhuang Yawen stared at Liu Junwei and said coldly.

"When I was eight years old, my father drove me out with my mother and had a car accident. My parents died on the spot. I was sent to the hospital for surgery. The aortic bleeding could not stop. It was my uncle who ran to draw blood and gave me a blood transfusion. Because there was too much blood drawn, my uncle fainted on the spot... After my life was saved, my uncle If you have savings, you can take it out to pay me for the operation fee and hospitalization fee..."

"At that time, my uncle was just 30 years old. He didn't have a family in his game life, and he didn't do antique business. He paid me the operation fee, and he had been poor for a long time. Even so, he didn't abandon me. After I was discharged from the hospital, he carried me to the antique market, bought a copper coin with only one yuan, sold it for 20 yuan, and immediately happily bought baked sweet potatoes for me to eat. In the winter, he was hungry... In this way, he achieved this level step by step..."

Zhuang Yawen said that there was already a shiny flash in her eyes.

"Now that I have money, my uncle is also old. I want to serve flowers and plants and enjoy my old age. Can't I use the money I earn to give my uncle a osmanthus?"

Take a deep breath, Zhuang Yawen said.

"This old golden osmanthus, I bid 3.5 million!" Zhuang Yawen raised the price by 500,000 yuan again.

Normally, a few flower friends compete for a bonsai, which is not an auction. Usually, one person bids once, and it doesn't matter if they can't get it. However, Qian Lao had already made a second bid. In addition to Zhuang Yawen's words at this moment, she raised the price again, and no one objected.

Zhou Lao, Qian Lao and Zhao Jianhong didn't expect Zhuang Yawen to have such energy when she was a child. At this moment, she couldn't help sighing.

"Sister Zhuang, I also fought for it. At least my parents are still there. Although the old man hasn't given me a good face since I was a child, I also know that the old man is for my own good. A naughty monkey like me, if I don't beat him all day, he will go to heaven long ago..."

Liu Junwei said and smiled.

"Anyway, Nie Yun is my brother. In the future, he will make a good bonsai, and I will ask him for it again. This old Jin Gui, Sister Zhuang, take it away!" Liu Junwei said freely.

At this time, Mr. Zhou also took a step forward.

"Nee Yun, this old Jin Gui has 3.5 million yuan. Give it to the Zhuang girl!" Mr. Zhou said to Nie Yun.

"Hmm!"

Nie Yun nodded, "But it's up to Mr. Zhou!"

With his mouth, Nie Yun took another look at Zhuang Yawen.

The girl in front of her, her parents died when she was a child, and her uncle pulled her up with one hand, almost with the Tian Zhen sisters. The only difference is that the Tian Zhen sisters and Grandpa depend on each other, and Grandpa doesn't have much ability. However, Zhuang Yawen's uncle, with his own ability, broke into the current position step by step...

But in any case, Uncle Zhuang Yawen, who was almost impoverished at the beginning, would rather starve himself than let Zhuang Yawen eat. This strange man in the antique world is enough to be respected by Nie Yun!

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou. Thank you, Nie Yun."

Zhuang Yawen turned around gently and wiped her eyes. Then she turned around, lowered her head slightly and thanked Mr. Zhou and Nie Yun.

"Nothing. My niece has been an orphan since she was a child. I make flower bonsai, and I just want to make everyone around me live a better life!"

Nie Yun said with a smile.

The Tian Zhen sisters are also Nie Yun's nieces, but not their own nieces. From this point of view, Nie Yun's niece, who has no blood relationship with him, is a little more noble than Uncle Zhuang Yawen's father. However, in the final analysis, Nie Yun subsidized the Tian sisters when economic conditions allowed, while Uncle Zhuang Yawen's father was very poor and never abandoned. There is no need to distinguish who is high and who is low...

Hearing Nie Yun's words, Zhuang Yawen subconsciously looked at Tian Zhen behind Nie Yun.

At this moment, Tian Zhen's face was slightly gloomy. Obviously, she felt the same way and remembered the past. This beautiful girl must be the niece mentioned by Nie Yun...

" Nie Yun, give me a bank card account number. I'm calling now to ask someone to transfer the money to your card!"

Zhuang Yawen said and took out her mobile phone.