"The first auction item, a calligraphy inkstone!"
Zheng Yunfeng pulled out a palm-sized black inkstone. After taking a photo, he displayed it to everyone through the projector; it had intricate carvings of plum blossoms and orchids.
Murmurs immediately arose.
"Starting bid, one thousand yuan, with each increase at 100 yuan."
Zheng Yunfeng didn't give any introduction and directly started the auction.
This was also a convention at the charity gala.
It's all about judgment!
The items brought by Professor Tan were never bad, valued from a few thousand to tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands; buying one was like hitting the jackpot.
"One thousand yuan!"
"Two thousand yuan!"
Once someone started bidding, others quickly followed. Given Professor Tan's reputation, no one increased by just a hundred; it was a straight thousand each time.
Soon, the price soared to 25,000; only then did the bidding amount return to normal.
People began to increase by a hundred at a time.
