C164 Truly a Noble Young Master
C164 Truly a Noble Young Master
In the tournament, Zhang Yang only glanced at one of the swords. It wasn't a bronze sword, but the owner of the sword immediately took it out and introduced it, then no matter what, he would give it to Zhang Yang.
This scene caused the people around them to be dumbstruck. Those who did not know the truth immediately had their eyes light up. This young man was not simple. Otherwise, how could he be so generous?
Zhang Yang smiled wryly. This kind of scene had happened more than once. He understood that these people had misunderstood him and thought he was that Young Master Zhang from Beijing.
No matter where he went, he was greeted with an unimaginably warm welcome, and in private, those who didn't know the truth were all whispering to each other. The identity of 'Young Master Zhang' was spread very quickly.
They didn't really expect to be able to make friends with Young Master Zhang, but as long as they could send out the items and follow Young Master Zhang, they would be able to reap a lot of benefits by borrowing a little fame in the future.
Get rid of that bitch... Hmm, after becoming the sword's master, Zhang Yang helplessly shook his head, looking more and more disappointed. He originally thought that with so many antique exchanges, he would be able to find at least one or two Pattern Artifact s.
Through studying history, he knew that there was a powerful cultivation civilization on this planet a long time ago, and magic prints, in this cultivation civilization, only occupied a side branch, but the ancient treasures that remained were few and far in between.
The last time, Zhang Yang was extremely lucky to be able to obtain a Pattern Artifact from Mu Han and another one from her during the day.
"What is it? Not a single one? " Ouyang Zhanyan was always by his side, her voice somewhat doubtful. "There are a lot of good things in there, and a few can even be considered to be of high quality."
"Not what I want."
Zhang Yang shook his head as he smiled bitterly. In his eyes, it had no historical or collection value, it was either a Pattern Artifact or a piece of trash.
"In that case, let's wait for the auction."
He changed the topic and jokingly said, "Zhang Yang, you are now a top member of the Deep Blue Club and are eligible to participate in any kind of exchange, type, or level. I will be depending on you to take care of me in the future."
"No problem, just a small matter."
After chatting for a bit more, the two of them found a place to sit down and waited for the auction to begin.
Nine o'clock sharp, as if they had a tacit understanding of each other, everyone put away their collection. One by one, they sat upright and revealed a faint excitement between their brows.
Clearly, the auction was about to begin.
Since it wasn't an official auction, there weren't too many rules. However, before the staff came in, each of them sent a handwritten screen controller to their seat. Zhang Yang knew that it was used to increase the price.
Suddenly, a large screen appeared on the wall in front of the hall. The room became even quieter. Three figures walked out, two men and one woman.
The long-legged beauty that was at the back walked directly to the center of the hall and stood in front of a large screen. She had a smile on her face as she looked respectfully at the man and woman walking in front of her.
The young man was around thirty years old, handsome and tall. He had a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his nose, and he wore a smile on his face.
Beside him was a woman with light makeup and an elegant and refined appearance. She was wearing a one-shouldered dress that perfectly accentuated her lithe figure, making one think of what she looked like.
Seeing the two of them, the quiet atmosphere suddenly froze. Everyone had a respectful expression on their faces, but no one dared to take the initiative to speak up.
Someone had already taken the advantageous position for them. After they sat down, the young man smiled and nodded towards the few people at the table beside them. The other party was immediately overwhelmed by the unexpected favor and had an excited look on his face.
It was Yan Qingdi from the Yan Clan in Beijing.
Seeing this scene, everyone was extremely envious of the few guys beside them. They couldn't help but secretly look at where Zhang Yang and Ouyang Zhanyan were.
Not only was there the young master of the Yan Clan, there was also the direct line of descent of the Zhang Family.
Many people could foresee that tonight's auction would be a fierce struggle between two evenly matched opponents!
At this moment, the long-legged beauty standing in front of the big screen smiled and began the necessary introductions. The sound quality was very beautiful and it was very short. When the staff announced the official start of the auction, the first item was taken out by the auctioneer.
This is a porcelain bowl... Yes, to Zhang Yang, it was just a bowl, no different from the one at home.
Distinguished guests, this is an orthodox Qing Dynasty Pine Bamboo Plum Pattern bowl. Since it is a classic production of the Kangxi Government Kiln, it has the elegance, elegance, elegance, succinct cleaning and refining of Zhao and Song productions. The table is thin and light, the level is rich and clear.
The long-legged beauty began to introduce herself with confidence. During her introductions, the screen behind her also lit up with a scene from a photographic camera. After she finished, the screen froze and a voice came over.
"Now, everyone can start bidding for this blue and white porcelain. The starting price is 500 thousand, starting with 10,000 yuan each time."
As soon as he said it, a 'ding' sound immediately rang out. The meter on the big screen immediately flashed with a red light, and a figure of 550,000 appeared.
"The guest at table nine bids five hundred and fifty thousand!"
From the very beginning, the price of the blue and white porcelain increased by 50,000 yuan in one go. However, this price did not even stop there for 3 seconds before it was refreshed by a series of numbers.
"Ding!"
"Ding!"
"…"
The clear and crisp sound rang out incessantly, and the whole journey was filled with cheers as the final bid reached a frightening price of 3.2 million.
Zhang Yang and Ouyang Zhanyan did not bid. They just watched silently, and then, one by one, the items in the collection started to show up. Zhang Yang only needed to sweep through the Spiritual Consciousness and he was sure that they were not things he wanted.
The ninth item was a painting called "Guan Gong Jiao". Through the introduction, although the painting was not real, it was still painted by a master imitator in the Qing Dynasty. The price of these later generations of imitators in the market had also risen greatly, making them extremely valuable for collection.
"You like it?"
Zhang Yang noticed that Ouyang Zhanyan's eyes were sparkling, and she looked eager to give it a try. He could not help but ask curiously.
"Yes." Ouyang Zhanyan smiled and nodded. "I want to buy it for my father. He always wanted to collect a portrait of Guan Gong."
"Guan Gong has always been known as the Martial God. His loyalty and spirit of loyalty are widespread. Regardless of whether it is the scholars or the elders of society, they all have a special feeling for him. The so-called 'God within three feet of the eye' refers to this Second Master Guan."
As she said that, she seemed to recall something. Ouyang Zhanyan burst out into laughter as her pair of beautiful eyes sized up Zhang Yang with a strange expression. Soon after, a rare blush appeared on her face.
"Hmm? Why didn't you say anything? "
"Zhang Yang, have you noticed that your eyes are the same as Second Master Guan's, the Pills Phoenix Eye?!" Then, he added, "But you are not domineering like Second Master Guan!"
Hearing that, Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows, raised his head, and carefully looked at the《 Guan Gong Dian》.
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The drawing was depicted the Dragon Xuan Paper that he had seen not long ago. Just now, he had already discovered it and felt regretful for a while, but he did not pay much attention to the characters in the painting.
Master Guan, who was above, held the Azure Dragon Sinking Moon Saber with one hand while chasing after the horse with the other hand. His narrow almond-shaped eyes were narrowed as he looked around, giving people a feeling of unrestrained and unrestrained power.
"How is it? Are your eyes the same? "
Zhang Yang touched his chin and didn't deny it. He chuckled silently at her words of not having any domineering attitude.
Ouyang Zhanyan changed the topic at hand and frowned slightly. "The starting price for this item is one hundred thousand, but I can guarantee that the final offer will not be less than one and a half million."
"It's fine, I'll help you!" Zhang Yang pointed at him and said.
"You're helping me?" Ouyang Zhang Yang was surprised for a moment, but she quickly came to her senses. With a relieved expression, she said, "Since that's the case, I'll thank you first."
As expected, there were a lot of people who liked this statue. They had just started bidding and there were already seven or eight people who were determined to win. In just a short time, they had already broken through a million.
In an auction like this, the price would definitely be raised a lot, especially in an informal auction like this. Everyone was a reputable person, so no one would give in.
The long-legged beauty auctioneer was clearly aware of this point and smiled extremely brilliantly. This was exactly the kind of money one earned at auctions, and as an auctioneer, items that were worth a lot of money were usually sold at times like this.
"Ding!"
With a crisp sound, a bright red 1,000,000 yuan appeared on the big screen.
"Table number eight, one million one hundred thousand!" The long-legged beauty shouted.
Then, the originally hot crowd suddenly froze. No one continued to raise the bid.
At the same time, everyone turned their heads towards Zhang Yang.
"Hehe, Young Master Zhang Family of Capital has taken action, who dares to be so ignorant!" Ouyang Zhanyan's soft voice sounded. Her pretty face was slightly complicated, but more than that, it was filled with happiness.
Zhang Yang smiled and nodded slightly to the front. The bidders all stood up and cupped their hands towards them with a smile. They were not dissatisfied with Zhang Yang's interference.
In their eyes, this sort of thing was extremely normal, and they didn't feel that it was shameful at all. No matter how one looked at it, no one would choose to offend this young master.
Zhang Yang naturally knew what they were thinking. Of course, he also didn't feel the slightest bit of pressure, because from the start, he had never admitted that he came from the Zhang Family of Capital.
As expected, the statue was sold for 1.1 million yuan and Zhang Yang threw it directly to Ouyang Zhanyan.
"Who is that young man?"
Sitting at the front of the center seat, Yan Qingdi looked at the bodyguard beside him with slight suspicion. He wasn't here during the exchange, but one of the bodyguards was.
"His name is Zhang Yang, the people here all say that he is the direct descendant of a clan whose Zhang Family of Capital has been used for training."
Yan Qingdi was stunned when he heard this. The young lady, who originally had a cold expression beside him, also raised her eyebrows unnoticeably. After which, the two of them looked at each other with a strange expression.
"Zhang Family? "Zhang Yang?" Yan Qingdi recalled in detail and then confirmed, "There is no such person in the Zhang Family. Hehe, the courage of a young man is indeed not small. He dares to pretend to be one of Zhang Family."
Yan Qingdi had grown up in the capital since he was young. There was nothing that he was not familiar with in the upper class.
"Humans should know their own limits in order to survive. Zhang Family of Capital is not something that anyone can pretend to be."