C16 Accident

With the first item, the atmosphere in the hall gradually became tense. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the table. When they saw a good item, they all wanted to snatch it at the first possible moment. After all, many of the antiques here were cheap, and if they bought it, they would be able to make a profit.

"The second item is Mr. Qi Gong's Illustration of Lake and Mountain Fishing."

A contemporary painting? Yang Bo was slightly stunned. He did not expect a contemporary painting to appear. In his opinion, there might be some problems with many of the items here, and it was very likely that they were stolen and sold. Now, it seemed that there were other channels.

Because it was a painting, there were obviously a lot less people going up this time. Only Master Yu and another old man went up.

Yang Bo did not go up because he knew very well that he had too little knowledge about painting. He would not be able to improve his appreciation in such a short period of time if he went up. It was better to stay at the bottom of the stage.

He looked from afar. The halo of the painting was thin, and it was difficult to judge.

After the two of them finished looking, Mei Laosan waited for a moment. When he saw that no one had made a bid, he could not help but feel disappointed. However, he still smiled and said, "Mr. Qi Gong is a master of national culture and a master of painting. I'm sure everyone knows of your name. The starting bid for the Illustration of Lake and Mountain Fishing is two hundred thousand!"

The hall was silent. No one bid. This situation made Yang Bo stunned. He had no way of appraising the painting, so he naturally wanted to see the attitude of others. At this moment, no one in the hall responded. Only the sound of breathing could be heard, which meant that the problem was there.

Mei Laosan's face was a little awkward, "I, Mei Laosan, have always been honest with my customers!"

"Alright, Laosan, don't say anymore. Since no one is willing, no one will accept it no matter how hard you try!" Master Yu interrupted.

"Boss Mei, we are here to buy something, but we don't want to see you lose face!"

Yang Bo turned his head and saw the young man leaning against the chair. His posture was slanted, as if he was lying on his own sofa.

When Mei Laosan heard this, he was not angry at all. Instead, he became serious, "I'm so sorry, everyone. I was wrong. Let's continue!"

Yang Bo looked at the strange auction and felt curious in his heart. He did not expect to be able to see such a wonderful scene the first time he came to this place.

The third item was a Ming Dynasty Guan Yin sitting statue. Yang Bo walked forward to take a look. He wore a golden hanged hair, had delicate facial features, and was wearing a wide-sleeved cassock. There was a jade ornament on his chest, and he was dignified and kind. A ray of light flew into his eyes. This should be a high-quality item.

"Starting bid of 30,000! Each increment must be no less than 1,000!"

Mei Laosan paid attention to the expressions of the people below. However, they were all veterans. How could they tell that even Yang Bo, who was a newcomer, was not moving?

"50,000." The young man's voice came from beside his ear, "Our old lady believes in Buddha and wants to buy one. This one is suitable."

Yang Bo curiously turned his head and glanced at him. Was there a need to mention it during the auction? This kind of reason was enough for Yang Bo to say it for more than ten minutes without repeating it.

To Yang Bo's surprise, when the young man said this, the crowd immediately quieted down. Mei Laosan did not seem to be unhappy at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Since Young Master Luo wants it, just say it."

Young Master Luo waved his hand and smiled, "Business is business, friendship is friendship. One is one. Don't mix it up."

"Yes, yes! Young Master Luo is right!" The smile on Mei Laosan's face was thick, as if he was overjoyed.

"Then, is there anyone else who wants to raise the bid?" Mei Laosan asked the crowd.

Yang Bo scoffed in his heart. It seemed that Young Master Luo had a strong background. He actually made everyone avoid it. This Guan Yin Seat was worth at least two to three hundred thousand. It was because everyone was intimidated by Young Master Luo's identity that no one dared to raise the price. Mei Laosan's question was just a formality.

Sure enough, Mei Laosan only asked one question before he impatiently said, "This Ming Dynasty Guan Yin Seat will be auctioned off by Young Master Luo!"

No one in the crowd responded, so Mei Laosan continued to bid for the next item.

This matter made Yang Bo pay more attention to Young Master Luo. He realized that Young Master Luo was the one who spoke first, and then his appraiser would go up. However, they knew how to advance and retreat. After taking down the Guan Yin Seat, they did not bid again.

After a few more purchases, he handed over another jade dancer. It was white jade in color, and its surface had already turned red. It was obvious that there was something wrong with the origin of this jade dancer. Yang Bo knew very well that this jade dancer might have been excavated from the tomb.

Looking at this jade dancer, Yang Bo became interested. He walked forward and carefully observed it. The dancer was bending over and swinging its sleeves, one arm wide and the other arm hanging by its waist. The long sleeves were rolled up to the side of the waist. The body was graceful and the style was elegant. Although it was just a small item, it was extremely interesting.

The light in front of him was so bright that it wrapped around the dancer's waist, forming a circle. The circle gradually thickened, and it was much thicker than the many items Yang Bo had seen before. It was just not as good as the Shang Dynasty Pattern Cup. Looking at the fine lines that were so vivid and continuous, Yang Bo suddenly thought of something.

After everyone had finished looking, Mei Laosan was straightforward, "The base price of the jade dancer from the Han Dynasty is 20,000. Each increase in price is no less than 1,000!"

The jade dancer's elegant design attracted the attention of everyone. Yang Bo knew that his financial resources were shallow, so he did not wait for everyone to speak. He was the first to say, "20,000!"

Yang Bo was not old, and this was the first time he had spoken since the start of the auction. This caused everyone to turn their heads.

"Twenty-five thousand!" Grandpa Yu opened his mouth.

"Twenty-seven thousand!" Yang Bo looked at Grandpa Yu and nodded.

"Young man, you are very polite. It's the first time you speak, so I won't increase the price."

In the arena, only Yang Bo and Master Yu had opened their mouths. Unexpectedly, before two rounds, Master Yu had withdrawn, causing Yang Bo to be a little shocked.

Master Yu expressed his goodwill, and Yang Bo understood. He turned around and nodded at Master Yu.

Mei Laosan did not care. This Jade Dancer was just an ordinary item, and it was only a little higher than this price. Since Master Yu wanted to be a good person, he was happy to cooperate.

Seeing that no one else in the arena responded, Mei Laosan was about to end the auction.

"Twenty-eight thousand!"

This voice suddenly sounded out in the arena, causing everyone to be stunned. Yang Bo opened his mouth wide in shock. He turned his head and saw that the person who had spoken was Curator Qu!

Yang Bo felt an indescribable anger in his heart. He was extremely furious. He had indeed snatched the treasure from Vice Curator Qu, but according to the rules of the industry, as long as Vice Curator Qu left, he had no right to ask others not to buy it. He did not expect that Vice Curator Qu would first design him with Boss Jia, and now, he was even raising the price for no reason!

Could it be that he really thought that Yang Bo was a clay sculpture?

Chapter 12 – The Great Master of Jade Dancer