Star Marriage

Chapter 82

The following lots were provided by Feng Weizhi, including a semi-automatic firewood splitter, a semi-automatic hand-cranked cooking pot invented for painters, a paint grinding handle, and a steady fire cooking stove.

All machines are very close to the lives of ordinary people.Every time the auctioneer made an introduction, there was loud applause from the audience.

All the machines made Yan Xichen admire. After all, he is a real inventor, and he just dug out the works of the ancestors on the earth.

Only relying on basic principles such as hydraulic devices and joint movable devices, such a complicated mechanical invention can be realized. Feng Weizhi is worthy of the title of Qixing's first mechanical genius.

The semi-automatic peach picker is like a crab, requiring a person to sit inside to operate it.Because bintao picking is very dangerous, every year when bintao is picked, some people will be injured or even die.That's why Feng Weizhi decided to invent a machine that could ensure the safety of pickers.The auctioneer explained the origin of this machine, and everyone in the venue sighed in admiration.

Although this invention has greatly benefited the people, few people in the audience raised their placards.Because the output of Bintao is extremely small, Libin wine has always been monopolized by the Feng family.This machine is completely useless to these foreign merchants.This big thing finally passed the auction.

Feng Weizhi's expression didn't change when the invention was rejected, because he was used to this kind of situation often in his works.

The next lot belonged to Feng Weizhi, but this one was obviously taken out without his consent. Before the auctioneer could explain it, Feng Weizhi, who had always been gentle and gentle, suddenly stood up, jumped over from the back seat After getting out of the two rows of seats in front, he rushed to the auction stage quickly.

"I didn't shoot this one. Why did this one appear here?" Feng Weizhi blocked the things on the stage with his body, making the people in the venue even more curious.

The auction was suddenly interrupted. The young auctioneer obviously had no experience in dealing with such things, and looked at Feng Weizhi in a daze.

Just when everyone was confused, the middle-aged man Yan Xichen had met in the morning came out from the backstage.

"Wei Zhi, what's wrong?"

"Uncle Huo, this can't be photographed, I have to take it back. Xiao Xia probably took it wrong." Feng Weizhi covered the things on the table with the cloth bag he took out from his clothes.

The person Wei Zhi calls Uncle Huo is Huo Dongming's eldest son, Huo Wen, who is also Huo Xiaoyu's father.

Huo Wen was probably quite used to this kind of situation, so he turned around and said a few words to the people behind him, and his eyes signaled the auctioneer to continue hosting the auction.

When the auctioneer started talking again, the thing covered by Feng Weizhi was carried down by several people. Even if the people in the venue stretched their necks, they had no chance to know what was under the cloth.

The auctioneer cheered up, and she said in the loudest voice today: "The following is the grand finale of this auction."

This sentence is like a stone thrown into a lake, and all kinds of discussions suddenly sounded in the venue.

"Huh? The finale? Didn't you say Mr. Feng's filming has already been finished?" "That's right, who else can be the finale?"

The auctioneer waited for the discussion to die down and said, "Have you heard of luminous signs?"

News is the fastest in the business world, and Yan Xichen didn't even know that when he and Xiaobao were making "clock" samples, his pseudonym "Chen Xi" had already flown back and forth in Qi's business district several times.

"Oh, I know, I know. It was invented by Mr. Chen Xi." A person seemed to be very excited, and hurriedly raised his hand and said.

"I've heard of it too."

"I haven't heard of it, and it's not from our academy. I don't know where the unpopular guy came from."

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Some of the auctioneers' voices were filled with admiration, while others were filled with envy.

"Mr. Chen Xi named this thing a clock. It is a timing device. It is said that it was manufactured according to Miles' time rules and with reference to Miles' technology. The producers are all craftsmen from our Muqing City. Bao Ji, Zheng Zheng Note that the shop owner of Red V participated in the production of samples." The auctioneer read the materials in his hand.

"I don't need to explain Miles' time rules." The auctioneer looked up at the audience.

"No need, hurry up and bring the things up, just listen to what you say." A teacher from Muqing College of Engineering interrupted suddenly.

"Okay." As soon as the auctioneer beckoned, two staff members pushed a floating tray up.

When the cloth covering the lot was lifted, the voice of the auctioneer rang again, "The characteristic of the clock is that it can indicate the time for you no matter what the weather is, and it is a purely mechanical structure. According to the inventor, it only needs to Turning something like a key will ensure that the clock runs." Then, the auctioneer turned the floating tray in one direction, and the back of the clock appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

On the back of the clock, there is a protrusion like a fish's tail outside the glass cover, which is because there is a key-shaped thing inserted in the back.For the convenience of users, a gap is made in that part of the glass cover.

After the clock was unveiled, the venue was unusually quiet. Yan Xichen felt strange and couldn't help but look back.

Everyone was engrossed in staring at the "clock" on the floating tray, which combines technology and sophistication.

Yan Xichen didn't know the starting price given by Zhenbao Auction House, so he signed a document directly without asking anything.

"The starting price is 1000DL. Another point needs to be emphasized. Mr. Chen Xi does not sell this sample. If someone buys it, he will make another one that is exactly the same."

The auctioneer's small hammer had just dropped, and there were too many people raising their cards at the same time, so that the auctioneer couldn't judge how to call the number.

When the beautiful auctioneer was worrying, the agent's card holder suddenly raised his card.

The proxy holders are generally employed by the guests in the VIP room on the second floor. There are three proxy seats for this auction, and they are always sitting next to Yan Xichen.

Yan Xichen was taken aback when he suddenly heard the person next to him yelling "10000DL".

Only then did he take a closer look at the agent seat next to him.There is a wired calling device in front of the card holders, and these people in work clothes keep the earpieces of the calling devices close to their ears.

While Yan Xichen was observing, the second proxy raiser also raised his cards, and he directly shouted "[-]"

Twenty thousand?Now that the travel expenses are settled, Yan Xichen thought with peace of mind.

Then, another event that happened once in a hundred years happened today, and Feng Weizhi raised his placard himself.

"Fifty thousand." Feng Weizhi's resonant voice spread throughout the audience.

"One hundred thousand." When the first deputy card holder said this number, his voice was a little trembling.

"15." Feng Weizhi raised the price again.

"20." The first agent holding the cards was obviously flustered. He had been an agent for a large household for so long, and he had never bid such a high price. Obviously, this price was not the final price, because the interval between bidding was so short that it was almost negligible.

As for Yan Xichen at this moment, he was also dumbfounded.God, what's going on?Too rich, these people.That was all he kept repeating in his mind.

If he didn't pay attention, the price of the placard jumped to 100 million.

The offer of 100 million came from the No. [-] agency card holder who just raised the price once. After the price, the card holder kept raising his hand. It was he who said the words that fell into silence.

"Is this old antique so valuable?" Xiao Lan asked strangely in Yan Xichen's ear.

"Yeah. I don't know anymore." Yan Xichen said depressingly.

"Crack!" The auctioneer made a final decision, and Yan Xichen's "clock" was sold at the highest price in the history of Zhenbao Auction House.

The auction house will take [-]% of the commission, which is really fair, reasonable and favorable compared to their employment agency fees.

After the meeting, Yan Xichen was also a little unable to stand up, firstly because he had been sitting for too long, and secondly because he was also in shock.Compared with him, Shui Ling didn't seem surprised by the result at all.

Yan Xichen finally stood up, and the beautiful auctioneer just now walked towards him.

"Mr. Chen Xi." This sentence made many merchants who were leaving the venue suddenly stop, and they all looked in Yan Xichen's direction.

"Eh..." Obviously, after today, it is impossible for Yan Xichen to live a low-key life with the name Chen Xi.

"The buyer wants to meet you." The beautiful auctioneer said with a smile.

"Oh. Alright." Yan Xichen wished that he could leave this hall quickly, the feeling of being scrutinized by countless eyes was really uncomfortable.

Yan Xichen and Shui Ling followed the auctioneer to a teahouse in the background.

Before they arrived, there were already five people sitting in the room, one was Huo Wen, who was sitting on the innermost sofa.One was Qiu Yu. Seeing that beautiful face, Yan Xichen's stomach couldn't help cramping.The third is a beautiful girl with a water-blue satin dress embroidered with big marigolds. She is Huo Wen's daughter, Huo Xiaoyu.The fourth is Feng Weizhi, who sits closest to the door.The fifth is a luxuriously dressed young man, not much older than Huo Xiaoyu, and very similar to Feng Weizhi.

Yan Xichen also knew this person, and it was Feng Yunzhi, the only friend of the little prince. The two met in the elementary department of the Royal Academy, when they were only ten years old, and they hadn't met since they were fifteen.

After the number of five was over, Yan Xichen looked up and realized that he had lost one person just now, that person looked like a ball of air, standing quietly by the wall behind Huo Xiaoyu.

As soon as he entered the room, Huo Wen greeted Yan Xichen first: "Mr. Chen Xi, let me introduce you. This is Feng Weizhi, the tutor of the bachelor's trainees of Muqing Engineering College."

Huo Wen didn't introduce Feng Yunzhi, because that was Feng Weizhi's little tail, and no introduction was needed.

Feng Weizhi stood up in response, and stretched out his hand to Yan Xichen. Although Feng Weizhi was 28, he looked very young, and when he smiled, he still had a dimple.

Shaking hands is Myers' etiquette for making friends, Qi's etiquette is leaning forward, Feng Weizhi stretched out his hand to Yan Xichen because he saw that he was wearing Myers' clothes, and what he did was regulated by Myers.

"I've heard about you for a long time, Mr. Chen Xi, hello!" When Feng Weizhi said this, there was a dimple on his face.

After Wei Zhi finished speaking, Feng Yunzhi also bowed politely.

"This is Mr. Qiu Yu, the star priest of Bugar." Huo Wen pointed to Qiu Yu and said to Yan Xichen.

Qiu Yu also extended her hand to Yan Xichen very politely.Yan Xichen, on the other hand, had been struggling with whether to shake hands. Before the people in the room became suspicious, Yan Xichen quickly grabbed Qiu Yu's hand, and then quickly let go.

Qiu Yu frowned at his obviously strange movements, but the suspicion was blown away by Huo Xiaoyu's voice.

"Hi, my name is Huo Xiaoyu. I bought your clock in the end. I bought it just to take it apart and look inside." Huo Xiaoyu ignored her father's hints in his eyes and expressed his thoughts very directly.

In fact, it doesn't need to be said that Yan Xichen also knows that if Feng Weizhi bought it, he just wanted to take it apart and look inside.

Yan Xichen smiled at Huo Xiaoyu, he is a steady middle-aged man now, and he wants to play this role well.

"Mr. Chen Xi, I'm very interested in your things. Although I don't have anything to entertain at home, I would like to invite you to my house as a guest." Feng Weizhi is also a straight-hearted person, and he went straight to the point without beating around the bush after the greeting.