Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

As Xiao Chunzi finished speaking, the first lot was presented. It was a landscape painting by a famous artist, with delicate brushstrokes and profound artistic conception.

"This is a collection provided by Mr. Li from East Street. It is said to be an authentic work of Master Qiao from the previous dynasty. It has been authenticated by many experts and is undoubtedly authentic."

"The starting price is fifty taels of silver, and each increase in price must not be less than ten taels." Xiao Chunzi said loudly.

Someone in the audience immediately responded: "Sixty taels!"

"Eighty taels!" another voice followed.

The price kept rising, "One hundred taels!" shouted a wealthy merchant.

At this time, a man who looked like an elegant scholar offered a price: "One hundred and twenty taels."

The atmosphere became increasingly tense. "One hundred and fifty taels!" an old man said, holding up a sign.

The price continued to rise, and finally the landscape painting was bought by the old man for 180 taels of silver.

Xiao Chunzi smiled and said, "Congratulations to the old gentleman for winning this painting. Now we will show the second lot."

I saw an exquisite blue and white porcelain vase being carefully lifted up.

Xiao Chunzi introduced: "This blue and white porcelain vase has a beautiful shape and a warm glaze color. It is a rare fine product."

"The starting price is eighty taels of silver, and each bid increase must not be less than ten taels."

The crowd below the stage started a new round of bidding.

Seeing that Xiao Chunzi was hosting the charity auction with ease, Song Yan felt completely relieved. He found a corner on the first floor and sat down, glancing at the stage from time to time.

"Song Dongjia!"

At this time, Song Yan heard someone calling him from behind. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw it was Mr. Liu, whom he had met once before.

Mr. Liu is an old customer of his Yuecha. Not long ago, he specially asked Song Yan to buy winter melon for his mother to taste, so Song Yan was quite impressed by him.

"Master Liu, you are here too." Song Yan stood up and bowed.

Mr. Liu smiled and said, "It's such a lively charity auction, how can I not join in the fun?"

Song Yan walked over to Mr. Liu and sat down, then asked with a smile, "How is it? Do you have any items you like?"

Mr. Liu stroked his beard and said, "Let me take a look first, but this charity auction is really well organized."

Song Yan smiled and said, "There are many good things in the back. Maybe there will be something that catches your eye."

As he was speaking, the blue and white porcelain vase on the table had been bid up to one hundred and fifty taels.

Mr. Liu looked up and said, "Although this bottle is good, the price is not low."

Song Yan nodded: "All the proceeds from the charity auction will be used to help the people affected by the disaster. A higher price can help more."

At this time, someone else offered 180 taels, and finally the blue and white porcelain vase was sold for 200 taels.

Xiao Chunzi then showed the third item, a rare red coral bracelet.

"This red coral bracelet is bright in color and pure in texture. The starting price is fifty taels." Xiao Chunzi's voice sounded again.

The bidding sounds from the audience began to rise again.

In the private room on the third floor, Xiao Shiliu was feeling rather bored. He held his cheeks with both hands and pouted unhappily.

Zhan Qingyue accompanied him quietly, occasionally taking a sip of tea.

At this time, Lin Yifeng walked in with Song Zhengdu.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Hui." Lin Yifeng and Song Zhengdu saluted.

Little Pomegranate raised her eyelids and said listlessly, "No need to be polite."

Song Zhengdu stood with his hands hanging down, silent, his eyes slightly drooped, looking cautious.

Little Pomegranate suddenly turned his head, glanced at Song Zhengdu, and suddenly said, "Come here and tell me the origin of this item. I can't hear the following introduction clearly."

Xiao Chunzi's voice was loud and clear, and could be clearly heard even on the third floor. How could it be possible that she couldn't hear it clearly?

It was obvious that the young prince just wanted to talk to Song Zhengdu.

Zhan Qingyue's gaze stayed on Song Zhengdu for a moment, then he retracted his gaze and turned to look at Lin Yifeng. Seeing that Lin Yifeng looked natural, he knew that he did not take the matter in front of him to heart.

But Song Zhengdu was still young, and he couldn't remain calm even when faced with a huge crisis. When asked by Xiao Shiliu, his expression was a little hesitant, but he soon calmed down.

He glanced at the audience, where Xiao Chunzi was introducing a string of Buddhist beads.

Song Zhengdu recognized it at a glance. It was the Buddhist beads donated by Master Mingjing. He said respectfully, "Your Highness, this string of Buddhist beads was made by Master Mingjing of Baiyun Temple himself. It is said that it has been enshrined in front of the Buddha for many years and has been stained with Buddha's light. It can drive away evil spirits, avoid disasters, and bless peace."

Little Pomegranate nodded as she listened, and Lin Yifeng opened his folding fan to cover the corners of his twitching mouth.

Every year, the old bald donkey Mingjing "personally makes" a few strings of Buddhist beads to give to believers. Every time he claims that they are sacred objects that have been worshipped for many years. Who knows where he gets so many Buddhist beads that have been worshipped for many years.

First floor.

Mr. Liu couldn't help but raise the sign in his hand and bid: "One hundred taels!"

Song Yan looked at Master Liu in surprise: "Are you interested in these Buddhist beads?"

Mr. Liu chuckled, "My mother has believed in Buddhism for many years, and she has great respect for Master Mingjing. This Buddhist bead was made by Master Mingjing. If I can get it for my mother, it will make her happy, and perhaps even bring her some blessings."

Song Yan listened and nodded in understanding: "Mr. Liu is so filial, it's admirable."

At this time, an arrogant voice came: "One hundred and twenty taels!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man in gorgeous brocade clothes standing up with arrogance on his face.

When Song Yan saw who was coming, he couldn't help but frown. He recognized this man. It was the young master of the Li family.

The Li family is the family that married County Magistrate He. Ever since the He family went bankrupt, the Li family has kept a low profile for quite some time.

I didn't expect that the young master of the Li family would act so high-profile at this charity auction today. Everyone was secretly wondering whether the Li family had a new support.

Mr. Liu's face changed slightly, and then he raised the sign and shouted: "One hundred and fifty taels!"

Li Yunting sneered: "Two hundred taels!"

Master Liu gritted his teeth and raised his sign again: "Two hundred and fifty taels!"

At this time, everyone in the audience fell silent, their eyes moving back and forth between Mr. Liu and the young master of the Li family.

Li Yunting's face flashed with anger. He didn't expect that Mr. Liu would be so persistent and dare to continue to raise the price. He snorted and shouted without thinking: "Three hundred taels!"

Mr. Liu's lips trembled slightly, and he was about to raise his sign again, but Song Yan quickly held his hand and whispered, "Don't be impulsive, this Buddhist rosary is not worth the price."

"If you really want this Buddhist bead, I will ask Master Mingjing to give you another one someday. There is no need to compete with him here."

Mr. Liu hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and put down the sign in his hand.

Although this Buddhist rosary is good, it is not worth it to make enemies with the Li family because of it.

After Li Yunting bought the Buddhist beads, although Mr. Liu felt regretful, he gradually let it go.

After a break, the troupe went on stage to perform a wonderful opera.

After the song, the auction continued. The next few items, including precious ancient books, gorgeous jewelry, etc., were still fiercely competitive.

Soon it was time for the last lot to be auctioned.

"This is a colored glass cup donated by Mr. Song from Yuecha," Xiao Chunzi said loudly, "This glass cup is exquisitely crafted and colorful, it can be said to be a work of art beyond compare."

Everyone in the audience stretched their necks, trying to see more clearly.

After seeing the appearance of the glass cup clearly, everyone couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

At this moment, a beam of sunlight shone in through the window and just happened to shine on the glass cup, making the already colorful glass cup reflect a dreamy light, making it look even more magnificent.

"The starting price is one hundred taels of silver, and each bid increase must not be less than twenty taels!"