My Line Connect To The Demon World

These were all antiques.    

Why do you think they are trash in your eyes?    

But it's not strange.    

Little Qing even gave away Yue Fei's authentic work that is worth tens of millions.    

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord had lived for countless years more than Little Qing.    

Naturally, he didn't care about these things.    

"Demon Lord, you must be joking. Little demons only like to study human culture."    

"No problem, I have quite a few human treasures. When the time comes, it will be up to you to supply calcium with AD."    

"Oh right, I have already sold quite a lot. Don't let me down."    

Don't even mention it.    

These demons all have business brains.    

It's really good to reserve this set.    

"Okay, absolutely no problem"    

"Haha, I wish us a happy cooperation in advance."    

...    

"Fan, these two posts are fake. I don't have anything that I like. Let's go."    

Elder Lau was slightly disappointed.    

However, the auction was only halfway through.    

It would be a pity to leave like this.    

Ye Fan rolled his eyes.    

He couldn't let such a great treasure appraiser go to waste.    

He wanted to see if he could find any treasures.    

What if he ran into a dead mouse?    

"Elder Lau, let's take another look. What if there is a treasure?"    

" Oh?"    

Elder Lau became interested again.    

He firmly believed in Ye Fan's eyesight.    

He wanted to see if he could find any treasures.    

One should know that it was very rare to find antiques.    

Now, the number of people playing antique had increased greatly.    

There were also many people with good eyesight.    

If one really wanted to find an antique that no one else had discovered, it would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.    

"Alright, Fan, feel free to bid for whatever you like! If you don't have enough money, I'll pay for you."    

"Thank you, Elder Lau."    

Ye Fan was extremely grateful.    

He only had three million in cash.    

If he ran into a good item, it wouldn't be enough.    

But with Elder Lau as his backing.    

He was full of confidence.    

After that, Ye Fan sent every item that appeared to Hundred-eyed Devil Lord.    

Fortunately, Demon Lord did not feel impatient.    

After all, verifying the authenticity was just a matter of a glance to him.    

"Ye Fan, why are you staring at your phone?"    

Lau Ruyan asked curiously.    

She stuck her head out and stared at Ye Fan's phone.    

Not good, she was going to be discovered!    

Ye Fan quickly locked the phone's screen.    

He wanted to prevent her from discovering his secret.    

However, Lau Ruyan's words came again.    

"What is there to hide on the white screen!"    

White screen?    

I was clearly chatting with the Demon Lord.    

Could it be that he was the only one who could see the WeChat group?    

Ye Fan unlocked it again and smiled.    

"I didn't hide anything. It's just that your sudden words gave me a shock."    

Elder Lau laughed and said, "Yan Er, Ye Fan must be carefully studying the history of antiques. When he is checking the authenticity of the antiques and has a focused expression, don't disturb him."    

"Oh, okay."    

This time, Ye Fan became unscrupulous.    

He no longer hid his phone.    

At this moment.    

A message came from Hundred-eyed Devil Lord.    

"This is a treasure."    

"Ah?"    

Ye Fan was startled.    

He had just taken a picture of a snuff pot.    

This snuff pot had a history of over a few hundred years.    

However, its appearance was very poor. Its shape was ordinary, and it was covered in rust.    

Moreover, its material itself was not very valuable.    

No matter how one looked at it, it did not look like a treasure.    

"Demon Lord, are you sure?"    

"Of course, there's a universe in this snuff pot..."    

After a round of explanation.    

Ye Fan was extremely excited.    

The starting price of this snuff pot was only 300,000.    

There was still some distance to the limit.    

Basically, it was a stable item.    

"Mr. Zhang bids 180,000, 180,000 going once, 180,000 going twice..."    

The auctioneer was about to hit the hammer.    

Ye Fan suddenly shouted, "200,000!"    

"Alright, this gentleman here bids 200,000. Is there anyone else who wants to bid?"    

"220,000."    

The man from before still didn't give up.    

Ye Fan already knew the value of that man, so he naturally wouldn't let him go.    

"300,000."    

An uproar broke out once again.    

It wasn't because the price shocked them.    

It was because of the item itself.    

The value of the snuff flask wasn't high to begin with.    

Furthermore, it had such a poor appearance.    

The key was that it might be an imitation.    

The price of 300,000 was almost guaranteed to be a loss.    

"Fan, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"    

Elder Lau couldn't help but ask.    

He didn't know much about the snuff pot.    

But this person in front of him was too much of a trash.    

"It's fine, Elder Lau. It's not expensive anyway. Just treat it as a game."    

"Alright."    

Lau Ruyan still had to give Ye Fan the money for the Great Recovery Pill later.    

That was a huge sum of four million.    

It was not a big deal to spend three hundred thousand on it.    

Hearing the price of three hundred thousand yuan, Mr. Zhang was instantly scared away.    

The auctioneer counted down again.    

"300,000 going once, 300,000 going twice..."    

"I bid 310,000."    

Someone actually dared to snatch it?    

Everyone's gaze shifted.    

It was actually Zhang Soong, who had turned around and left.    

In fact, he had not left, but was observing Ye Fan's movements.    

Just now, Ye Fan had destroyed his money-making plan.    

Now that he saw the item he liked, he naturally had to spend more money.    

Ye Fan wasn't angry.    

Dumb idiots had it every year, and this year there were even more.    

It wasn't a big deal to meet a Zhang Soong.    

It was nothing more than spending more money.    

"400,000." Ye Fan bid again.    

"410,000."    

Zhang Soong acted as if he was doing it on purpose.    

He only added 10,000 each time.    

"500,000."    

"510,000."    

"Seven hundred thousand."    

Zhang Soong hesitated.    

700,000 was far beyond the highest price of this snuff pot.    

If he continued bidding...    

Ye Fan did not call out the price anymore. He would throw it into his own hands.    

He would call it two more times.    

After two times, let Ye Fan have it.    

In any case, this thing was not worth much.    

It was enough for him to pay a few hundred thousand.    

"710,000."    

Ye Fan did not do as Zhang Soong had expected.    

He still raised the price without hesitation.    

"800,000."    

"Eighty-one million."    

Zhang Soong felt a lot more at ease when he saw his expression.    

Just as he was feeling pleased with himself, Ye Fan's voice was no longer heard.    

"880,000 going once, 880,000 going twice... 880,000 going, deal!"    

F * ck!    

Zhang Soong almost stumbled and fell to the ground.    

What was going on?    

Why didn't Ye Fan scream?    

I only bought such a lousy thing for 880 thousand yuan.    

I've really lost a lot of money.    

Zhang Soong was filled with regret.    

Many people could tell that he was raising the price maliciously, and they all revealed cold smiles on their faces.    

"This is the result of self-indulgence."    

"Hmph, a petty person like me, using the public to take revenge for personal grudges."    

"Does it feel good to snatch love from you with a saber? I'll pay you back, you son of a b * tch. "    

...    

A lot of abuse came.    

Zhang Soong didn't feel anything at all.    

At this moment, his heart was bleeding.    

A few hundred thousand yuan was lost just like that.    

How many auctions did he have to participate in to earn it back?    

Ye Fan, you bastard!    

Zhang Soong looked at Ye Fan with endless hatred in his eyes.    

"Fan, are you giving up just like that?"    

"En, I'm giving up for now. It depends on the situation later."    

The calmness that Ye Fan displayed made Elder Lau look forward to it.    

He also did not know how he was going to operate it later.    

"Sir, please pay."    

The auction staff immediately walked over.    

They all saw Zhang Soong's malicious bidding.    

What if he ran away?    

This item was going to be auctioned off.    

"Okay, I'll pay."    

Zhang Soong gritted his teeth on the credit card.    

Every action made his heart ache.    

After getting his hands on it.    

Everyone came over to take a closer look.    

"This is trash."    

"It can only be sold for 200 yuan on the bridge."    

"Haha, I didn't expect Zhang Soong to have such an eye opener."    

Zhang Soong let out a heavy sigh.    

If he stole the chicken, he would not be able to eat the rice.    

At this moment, Ye Fan's faint voice suddenly sounded.    

"Zhang Soong, I can spend 100,000 to buy your snuff pot. What do you think?"