548: C548 Quick Knife to Sever Anesthetic

C548 Quick Knife to Sever Anesthetic

Originally, the patriotic businessmen from China were determined to win, but after being ambushed by the local consortium, the price was finally set at 800,000.

This price had already far surpassed the value of the blue and white porcelain, as well as the budget of the Chinese merchants. In the end, they had no choice but to give up.

Zhou Yi frowned.

Luo Yiming leaned over and whispered, "Boss, the sniping for those wealthy foreign merchants has started!"

Zhou Yi frowned as he scanned the audience. He saw the complacent smiles on the faces of a few wealthy Chinese bidders. Suddenly, a cold smile appeared on their faces.

"Alright, I'll play with you guys too!"

After a few more items, a second item from China appeared.

Because the first was caught unprepared by the local consortium and they couldn't win the bid, the second item was hard to come by.

The starting price of this auction item was three hundred thousand. As soon as it started, the Chinese side raised it to five hundred thousand and reached its estimated value.

But the American consortium obviously didn't want to let China take it away so easily, so they continued to raise the price to 750,000.

At this moment, the people from China were gnashing their teeth in hatred.

These people that were rich did not even try to cover it up and openly declared war on the Chinese merchants.

The fat sheep, I'm going to snipe at you, how do you do it?!

However, this was not a fair fight at all. The Americans clearly had the upper hand.

No matter how much more they paid for the item, it was basically the left pocket going into the right pocket.

However, to the Chinese side, these things came from their own country. In the eyes of every Chinese with blood, they were like wanderers that had landed overseas.

If given the right opportunity, these splendid cultural treasures should be allowed to return to the bosom of the motherland's mother.

Unfortunately, during those turbulent years, there were too many Chinese gems floating overseas. Other than a few that were placed in museums for others to admire, most of them were stored in private warehouses of foreign collectors.

It was not easy to get a chance to bring them back home. If they gave up, then who knew when they would appear at the next auction.

But if they continued to raise the price, they would end up in a hole dug by the Americans.

To put it bluntly, they wanted to use the patriotism of the Chinese people to force these patriotic merchants to bring back these things with prices that exceeded the original value of the goods.

What could he do other than be a fool when the power to choose was in the hands of others?

In the eyes of foreigners, these things might just be ancient works of art, or more accurately, they might even be goods that could be sold for sale.

However, to the Chinese, it was a lost treasure from their own country, and every one of them was an integral part of the Chinese civilization.

Even if it meant paying a hefty price.

He should pay for the decadence of the feudal dynasty and its ignorance …

"Seven hundred and fifty thousand, for the first time!"

The auctioneer dragged his voice as his eyes swept across the Chinese faces. He muttered to himself: "Raise the bid, quickly raise the bid!"

At this moment, the Chinese merchants were also engaged in an intense discussion.

Some people naturally advocated that it should be bought at all costs.

But there are some who prefer to wait and see.

This was only the second item, but there were still 21 other items that belonged to China!

"Forget it!" Whatever you think, I don't care. Humph! These damned foreigner are obviously anxious and kind. If I continue to tolerate them, I'll get ridden on their heads and pee my pants, damn it! "

After this person scolded them for a while, just as he was about to raise his sign and enter the bid price, someone behind him suddenly exclaimed.

"Look, the price has changed!"

"Oh, f * ck, directly bidding one million and five hundred thousand. Who the hell is this? Isn't it too awesome!"

"Who the hell is this number 98?"

"That's right, he's also Chinese. Is he one of us?"

"..."

"One million and five hundred thousand. Is there anyone else with a higher price than this!?"

The auctioneer's voice trembled slightly.

This price was far beyond his expectations.

In the end, everyone was subdued. Even the ambitious foreign consortium agents chose to remain silent. They were after profits, not risk.

With a strike of the hammer, the price of the second Chinese auction item was fixed at 1.5 million.

The corner of Zhou Yi's mouth slightly curled up, Number 98 was his seat.

1.5 million was simply nothing to him right now. The reason why he had raised the bid in the end and even raised the price to such a high level in one go was because he wanted to conduct an experiment.

The reason why the Chinese series items could be sold for such a high price was because they used a method similar to cooking frogs in warm water.

The Chinese people slowly increased the price, and the people who harbored evil intentions also slowly increased the price. In the end, it all depended on who could endure it.

As long as one item was taken by the Chinese, it would be worth at least three times the profits of the auction items.

However, if the foreigners were to screw over, the Chinese people would give up on raising the price. At most, they would put it in the pocket of their left hand, treating it as if the rich people were trying to make a game out of it.

Thus, Zhou Yi simply went against common sense and directly pulled the price up to the sky.

The price he offered far exceeded the original value of two items.

They've already made a lot of money, but they have to consider the risks.

If he stopped there, he would earn a million.

However, if he continued to increase the price and ended up using it on himself, he would have to pay a portion of the money to the auction, and that wouldn't be a good thing.

Zhou Yi did not care about this amount of money. His current capital flow was billions of dollars, and millions of dollars was no longer enough to cause any psychological fluctuations.

But in the eyes of others, this person was simply a madman.

Even if he was a fuerdai, there was no need to degrade money like that, right?

Dong Zhishang, Wu's neighbor, was the one who felt the most about this idea.

"Mr Zhou, although I can understand you wanting the national treasure to go home, but what you're doing now is all due to these foreigners …" Dong Zhishang came over and reminded him in a low voice.

Zhou Yi grinned and said confidently, "Mr. Dong, thank you for your reminder. I know what I'm doing."1

Dong Zhishang's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times. He felt that this young man called Zhou Yi was completely unreasonable.

He could really do whatever he wanted with money!

Seeing Zhou Yi being so willful, he chose to turn his head away and did not try to persuade him anymore.

At this moment, Zhou Yi turned his head and asked Luo Yiming: "How much budget can we put forward for this side?"

Knowing that his boss wanted to play, Luo Yiming grinned: "Boss, although the company has spent a lot of money recently, but we can still take out 200 million."

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