novelraw Chapter 467 The Smile Gets Deeper And Deeper
Chapter 467 The Smile Gets Deeper And Deeper
Mo Yiyou's eyes were slightly bent, and he looked at Xu Jia with a slight smile: "Is there anyone you can see?"
Throughout the auction, Xu Jia acted like a complete bystander.
Except for marveling when the soul is auctioned, the rest of the time, he is listening to other people's discussions or bids with rapt attention.
Totally... no intention of photographing anything.
"No, they are all good things." Xu Jiaman smiled indifferently: "But it's useless if I take pictures."
This is the truth, his career has been going smoothly, and he has not relied on any evil spirits for help, and he has relied entirely on his own luck.
What's more, some commodities cannot be priced randomly.
Auctions here are not entirely dependent on money, more on other intangibles.
A man with a big belly planned to use his wife's 20-year hearing as an equivalent bargaining chip to photograph the souls of a pair of ten-year-old twins.
As a result, he was told on the spot that his life expectancy was less than 20 years, so he could not control such a long-term bargaining chip.
Xu Jia sighed endlessly, feeling that this kind of auction was a serious psychological trauma.
He didn't want to make fun of it, and be told the length of his life in a daze.
In life, the less you know about this kind of thing, the better.
"It's a pity." Mo Yiyou said lightly from the side at that time, with a pleasant smile in his voice: "These twins are no worse than the two at the door."
Xu Jia remembered that after hearing these words, she silently turned her head and glanced at the door.
... Well, he didn't see that the two pairs of twins on stage and off stage had any special abilities.
To be precise, he had no idea of the special value of the soul goods in this auction.
He felt like a person who knew nothing about calligraphy and painting, and had strayed into the dialogue meeting of the national treasure master.
As the end of the auction drew near, he noticed that the expressions of excitement on the faces of other auctioneers became clearer and clearer.
Well, he really couldn't understand the discussion of these people.
Xu Jia remembered that when Mo Yimo first asked him to participate, he only said that he might be able to help.
He also thought that it was necessary to use the power of his own money.
In the end, Mo Yimo told him that this is not something that money can completely settle.
Then why should he come?Just for multiple safeguards?
Xu Jia couldn't figure it out, and didn't ask why, but finally agreed.
But after living such an old age, he can really act like a naughty boy, showing ignorance of the surrounding environment.
This experience is really new.
"Mr. Xu." At this moment, Huai An whispered from the side, and whispered with fear, "It's almost here."
arrive?Xu Jia was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses.
Among the next auction items, there are things that Mo Yimo ordered to be photographed.
"Let me tell you, what exactly is that?" Xu Jia didn't care about Mo Yiyou who was beside him, and Xu Jia turned to look at Huai An: "I don't understand what Mr. Mo said."
Mo Yimo described it like this: It may be square, it may be round, it may be a box, or it may be a ball.
This sounds strange, the shape description is very contradictory!Could it be plasticine?The kind that can be kneaded and deformed at will?
"To be precise, I don't know." Huai An shook his head, although his expression was still lazy, but he could see a little helplessness.
"Then what are we going to do?" Xu Jia raised his eyebrows: "Could it be possible to take pictures of all the strange things that will happen next?"
Huaian did not answer, but glanced at Mo Yiyou, and found that the latter was just smiling and staring at the stage without any reaction.
So there was a flash of vigilance in his eyes, and he whispered to Xu Jia: "Please be safe and don't be impatient."
In this way, two more rounds of auctions passed, all of which were relatively rare handicrafts, which were of a quality worth tens of millions or hundreds of millions. Unfortunately, there were very few bidders.
Xu Jia tried to raise the sign a few times, but was stopped by Huai An in a low voice.
"No way." Huai An shook his head lightly.
"Oh?" Xu Jia couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, such a good thing is hard to see."
"No matter how good something is, as long as life is not hard enough, even looking at it is a luxury." Mo Yiyou said calmly beside him at the moment: "Uncle Huai'an is right."
Hearing this, Xu Jia raised his eyebrows and looked at the handicraft that had been removed from the stage, wondering what he was thinking about.
Huai'an, on the other hand, yawned lazily, then rubbed his eyes, trying hard not to fall asleep.
At this time, the host on the stage suddenly tapped the gavel three times in succession.
He straightened his tie, looked at the audience with a very serious look, and finally raised the gavel again and dropped it hard.
The hammer struck, making the dullest sound since the entire auction.
"Ladies and gentlemen, item 24 is on display next." The host said in a strange tone, "It is also the last item in this auction."
Hearing the words at the scene, it suddenly boiled up.
Xu Jia noticed that Huai An, who had always been lazy, sat up straight now, looking as if he was waiting.
"In addition, due to the particularity of commodity No. 24." The host put the gavel flat on the table: "The job of the auctioneer will be handed over to the eldest lady herself."
There was an uproar at the scene, everyone including Xu Jia turned their heads to look at Mo Yiyou at the same time.
There was a faint smile on the corner of Mo Yiyou's mouth, she didn't look at anyone, stood up slowly by herself, and walked onto the stage with a peaceful expression.
The host obediently made room for her and stood to the side of the stage.
"The particularity of product No. 24 lies in the fact that Xingding has not yet discovered its definition." Mo Yiyou said, his eyes scanned the scene, and finally fell on Xu Jia.
There was a little joyful smile in that gaze, which made people unable to distinguish the meaning.
Xu Jia raised her eyebrows, and silently turned her head to meet Huai An's eyes.
Mo Yiyou continued: "So this time I took it out specially, and I also want to ask all the regular customers to give me some pointers."
After she finished speaking, she glanced sideways at the host.
The host nodded knowingly, then turned to the people in star-top uniforms, and whispered something.
Two minutes later, a square object covered with bright red flannel was placed on a delicate cart and slowly pushed to the center of the table.
is square...
Xu Jia's eyes widened, his mind was still struggling with Mo Yimo's description, but his gaze never left the red flannel.
"That's it." Huai An suddenly said at this moment: "Mr. Xu, please take it down."
"Are you sure?" Xu Jia's expression was full of doubts: "What did you see?"
For example, have you seen the No. 24 commodity under the flannelette?
Huai An shook his head, his face was tense, and he looked very serious: "There is only this one left, there is nothing wrong with it."
Are you sure this logic works?
Xu Jia lowered his eyes halfway, seeing the velvet shimmering under the stage, and felt a little chill down his back.
If it is not an ordinary material commodity, nor is it that weird soul commodity...
Mo Yiyou used the words "not yet defined" to describe it, which means that Xingding has never seen this kind of thing before?
Ah, I am so curious, I really want to go on stage to find out.
Xu Jia patted his thigh vigorously, then took a deep breath, trying to show the calmness that a middle-aged person should have.
"This is the 24th." Mo Yiyou picked up the gavel, with a gentle smile on his face: "The reserve price is temporarily reserved, and please judge first."
As soon as the words fell, the bright red flannel was lifted off.
Everyone held their breath and stared wide-eyed towards the center of the stage.
Xu Jia was the first to see the true appearance of that thing, and couldn't help but make an extremely weird expression: "What is this thing?"
I saw a round spherical object inside the square glass box.
The material of the object cannot be distinguished, only the surface is rough and not reflective.
As for the colours... about ten?No, it looks like at least twenty or more.
The distribution of colors is very strange, like the mixing of oil paint in a bucket, messy and full of randomness.
Also, there seems to be something stuck on it... Well, it looks like a plant's branches and leaves.
Most importantly, this spherical object is not a neat circle.
Its bottom is a bit flat, it looks like it has been chipped off for no reason, and the surface is also squeezed at different levels...
wait, squeeze?
Xu Jia narrowed his eyes. Even though he was middle-aged, his eyesight was not bad.
Although there was a distance, it did not affect his wanton observation.
Huai An beside him gently touched him: "Mr. Xu, what do you think?"
"I want to go up and take a look." Xu Jia's eyes widened, and his voice raised a bit: "Can I go up and take a look?"
Mo Yiyou's smile deepened: "Mr. Xu is very interested? Then please."
With puzzled eyes, Huai An watched Xu Jia walk up to the stage, then walked around the glass box twice, and finally returned to his seat silently.
He couldn't help but asked in a low voice, "Mr. Xu, did you see anything?"
"Nine times out of ten, I've guessed right." Xu Jia curled his lips, "That's a plasticine ball."
It's plasticine?
After Xu Jia finished speaking, everyone present whispered to each other, not knowing what they were talking about.
"Mr. Xu is right." Mo Yiyou ignored the chaotic voices from the audience and said, "This is indeed made of toy color clay."
"Toy?" Someone in the audience seemed rather dissatisfied: "Could it be the kind that children play with?"
"Well, that's right." Mo Yiyou nodded with a smile, "It's just a limited edition worldwide, and there are more than 60 colors."
"Limited production?" Some regular customers in the audience were emotionally unstable: "It's all like this, it's useless at all!"
Xu Jia didn't say a word. A ball of plasticine that had been stored for an unknown amount of time was put up for auction... There was always something wrong with this matter.
He looked at Mo Yiyou's expression, and found that no matter what the latter heard, he only smiled deeper and deeper.
So, he looked at the dry plasticine ball again, unconsciously playing with the number plate in his hand.