Rebirth 05: From Coal Mine Owner to Mobile Phone Tycoon

Lin Shaoyang looked at Lu Yuan and, as if possessed, said...

"Just a little bit of knowledge again?"

Lu Yuan glared at Lin Shaoyang with annoyance.

"Since you have asked so sincerely, I will mercifully tell you."

"I didn't ask..."

"First of all, this bottle is in excellent condition, with a clean surface and no damage whatsoever."

"No, I really didn't ask..."

"Then this glaze has a glassy luster, and there are crackles of varying sizes within the glaze layer."

"Hey, I really didn't ask..."

"Looking at the bottom of the tire, it's a typical apple green."

"Listen to me, I really didn't ask..."

"The most typical feature is that in the firing area, there is a 1 to 2 millimeter section where the flow suddenly stops, which is a very advanced technique."

"I didn't..."

"What did you say? Price?" Lu Yuan continued to deliberately ignore Lin Shaoyang's words, causing the three women around him to cover their mouths and chuckle.

"This must be worth more than 200 million, because this kind of Langyao red is very precious."

There's a saying: "If you want to be poor, burn some red wine."

"Because nine out of ten kilns fail to produce a successful result, the finished product is extremely rare, making it very, very precious."

Everyone nodded in agreement, having learned something new from Lu Yuan.

After hearing this, Wang Fei felt even more longing, like a childhood dream that had long been forgotten but suddenly reappeared one day.

"You like it a lot?" Lu Yuan saw a hidden longing in Wang Fei's eyes, in addition to her liking.

Wang Fei nodded forcefully, her eyes never leaving the bottle.

The asking price had now reached 80.

"This lady here has 81. Is there any more 81 left?"

"82! Ms. Shen offered 82!"

"83! Mrs. Rosa has offered 83!"

It's clear that this item is popular with ladies, as the current bidders are all wealthy women.

"Sir, just to confirm, is it 100 million?"

"Okay, sir in the middle, you've offered 100 million!"

Zhou Mei, Wang Fei, Rong Jiawen, and Lin Shaoyang all looked at the hand that Lu Yuan had raised.

"Why are you looking at me? This is something worth at least 200 million. Buying it at this price would be a steal."

"One million, would this lady like to try and get it?"

"Okay, 105 million, 105 million, and..."

"150 million, 150 million for the gentleman in the middle, anyone else want to add more? 150 million, 150 million once."

Lu Yuan first raised the price to 100 million, then immediately increased it to 150 million, instantly reducing the number of people willing to bid.

"Mrs. Rosa, 160 million! 200 million! Let me confirm, 200 million!"

"The gentleman in the middle offered 200 million!"

Zhou Mei was taken aback for a moment, then whispered to Lu Yuan, "Why did you bid so aggressively?"

"I think they're too slow; now is the time for a real bidding war."

Indeed, once the price reached the floor price, many people stopped bidding, especially those using Lu Yuan's bidding method, which exuded an air of determination to win.

It will definitely deter many people.

Then the price rose by 5 and 10, until it reached 240 million.

"241 million, Wei Dajia offered 241 million."

That lingering old woman?

Lu Yuan looked over and it really was her, but she seemed a little hesitant about the price she quoted.

Lu Yuan made a gun gesture while simultaneously gesturing the number 3.

"300 million! The gentleman in the middle has bid 300 million!"

It was obvious to Lu Yuan that Wei Min breathed a sigh of relief, with a smug look on her face.

It seemed like he was deliberately trying to inflate his price. Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes.

With the price reaching 300 million, the premium is clearly a bit too high, and unless someone really likes it, no one will bid at this price.

This further confirms Lu Yuan's determination to succeed, and there's no need for anyone to hold a grudge against this unfamiliar face.

"300 million once! 300 million twice!"

"Should we try again?"

"300 million three times, sold! Congratulations to this gentleman for winning this round of auction, a Qing Dynasty Kangxi Langyao red-glazed long-necked gall-shaped vase."

"Thank you to this gentleman for his kindness."

Applause filled the banquet hall, and people around Lu Yuan offered their congratulations and greeted him.

This young man seems quite capable.

Wang Fei looked on with envy, but unfortunately, she didn't have enough spare money to buy these things right now.

Lu Yuan took out his checkbook and asked the waiter for a pen.

With a wave of his hand, he filled in the amount and his signature.

Soon a waiter came over and took down Lu Yuan's name, phone number, and other basic information.

"A check from Huaguo Bank, is that acceptable?"

The waiter checked the numbers and signatures.

"No problem, Mr. Lu. After the dinner, the food will be packed and delivered to your car. If that's inconvenient, it can also be delivered directly to your residence."

After speaking, he bowed politely and walked away.

Soon, one main course after another was brought out.

Lu Yuan chose Dongpo Steak, which is very oriental in both cooking and flavor.

Lu Yuan simply has a Chinese palate, and given the choice, he always prefers Chinese food, regardless of the cuisine.

All three ladies, without prior agreement, chose cod.

This cooking method is very simple: just simmer over low heat, without marinating or adding any seasonings.

In order to preserve the original flavor of the ingredients as much as possible, a sauce and a small piece of lemon are also served with the meal.

The refreshing aroma of lemon can make the fish taste even more delicious. Of course, this depends on the individual; whether or not to squeeze lemon on the fish is entirely up to personal preference.

Lin Shaoyang opted for the French-style short ribs, which looked much more complicated.

A whole lamb chop, if cut into pieces, would yield about five slices, all coated in a sauce made from some unknown blend of spices.

It's green, which looks a bit creepy, but it smells really good.

Lu Yuan cut his steak into two pieces, giving one to Zhou Mei and the other to Wang Fei.

"Try mine, it tastes really good."

After thinking about it, he cut off another piece and put it on Rong Jiawen's plate. As for Lin Shaoyang, he skipped it.

"Eating only fish won't fill you up."

Zhou Mei and Wang Fei weren't embarrassed at all, while Rong Jiawen was a little shy, but he still accepted it.

"Would you like to try the fish?"

"Give me some, have a taste."

......

The banquet continued, but the other programs and auction items did not attract much attention from Lu Yuan and his group.

Until the very last program.

An amateur opera singer, dressed as an old man, stepped onto the stage and sang a classic old man opera excerpt, "Dingjun Mountain".

"The battle just now took place on the hillside, a back-and-forth exchange of blows."

"The Wei camp has sounded their victory drums, why doesn't our army sound its gongs?"

"It's 'Dingjun Mountain'? I thought that crazy old woman Wei was going to go up and do a 'Farewell My Concubine' performance."

Lu Yuan was slightly surprised.

Why do you say that?

"You'll see when you look at the last item up for auction."

"Isn't that crazy old woman Mei Lanfang's grand-disciple? And the last item in the auction is a headdress that Mr. Mei Lanfang used."

"So I thought she would be the one to warm up the crowd."