The Great Tang: World Martial God

Baekje envoys are determined to win!

In this noisy discussion, the Baekje envoy's expression became more arrogant, he looked at the Turkic merchant who was sitting down angrily, and laughed.

This time everyone sat down, but this Baekje envoy stood proudly at the table, quite a bit of a difference.

A proud expression appeared on his face, and the Baekje envoys bowed their hands to the surrounding four.

"Everyone, offended, offended!"

He said so, but the Baekje envoy raised his brows, and the arrogant eyes and the eyes that smiled in a line revealed this arrogance everywhere.

The arrogant laughter echoed in the ears of the foreign businessmen, and it was completely inconsistent with the modest words spoken by this voice. Many people cast disgusting eyes.

"This kid is really a desperate lord! He even took out such a sky-high price!"

"Heh! What a sky-high price! You don't know that when Yangzhou was in the first place, the Yu family had a hundred thousand dollars!"

"Tang Gongzi will have more and more colored glaze, and I'm afraid that a large amount of selling will inevitably reduce the price in the future. This kid is just a stunned boy, wait to cry!"

"That's not necessarily true. Although there are a lot of colored glazes, they are of different shapes, but they are not the same. This colored glaze wolf is of extraordinary significance! But if Baekje takes it, it depends on whether he can hold it!"

With some acidic words, and the anger in the words pointed to the Baekje envoys.

The candle shadow was brilliant, and the glass wolf was shining brightly, which was very eye-catching.

Tang Hao stroked the two wolves and smiled.

"The colored glaze is precious, the Canglang Xiaotian is really a rare collection treasure, can someone bid for it?"

After listening to this, the whispering whisper suddenly disappeared at this moment, and the audience was silent.

Slap.

Tang Hao patted the blue glass wolf under his palm and looked at the Baekje envoy.

"It's true that this Liuli Canglang is Tang Mou's most proud glass product!"

"The price of fifty thousand yuan is definitely not the price that Tang wants in his heart."

During the words, Tang Hao slowly raised his head and looked at the look of the Baekje envoy who was determined to win, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Five times less!"

A gentle and gentle word spread lightly throughout the audience.

The sound is not loud, like a breeze blowing on the face, but like a boring hammer, it smashes into the hearts of all the spectators.

Fifty-five thousand!

Such a price is still less?

The merchants of the Outland were suddenly in a circle, and everyone's eyes turned from the Baekje envoy to Tang Hao from the exquisite glass wolf.

Sit on the floor and start the price?

Still in consternation, Tang Hao's unhurried voice came slowly.

"Ten times, ten times can be taken away."

Wow.

The audience was silent for a few breaths, and instantly exploded the pot again!

"Ten times! This is to create a new high for auctions!"

"It's worth seeing, it's worth seeing! Humph! Let the Baekje envoy be arrogant again!"

"Hahaha, Baekje's envoys are countless, I'm afraid I haven't thought that Young Master Tang will do this! It's hard to ride a tiger!"

It seemed that at such a moment, Tang Hao sighed fiercely for these foreign merchants.

The people who were still dissatisfied with the Baekje envoys just now yelled for joy, and many people raised their mouths to see how this very comic scene would end.

The eyes of the Baekje envoys were about to burst into flames! A cheek was flushed red, and he gritted his teeth and pointed at Tang Hao on the stage and roared.

"Aren't you asking for a wild price! Is there a reason for treasure holders to bid?"

Tang Hao didn't say a word, and even looked away from the Baekje messenger. He twisted his body slightly, looking too beautifully at the grandson Wuji under the seat.

Changsun Wuji was not stupid either. Seeing Tang Hao's eyebrows winking, he suddenly realized that this was Tang Hao's method.

Almost without any doubt, Changsun Wuji stood up, smiled at Baekje, and bowed his hands to the four seats.

"This treasure is naturally available to those who have the highest price. Young Master Tang is the one who holds the treasure, and he has the long-cherished wish to withdraw the auction or ask for the price."

After that, Changsun Wuji pointed to the Liuli Canglang on the table and said slowly.

"The old man sees this glazed gray wolf. It has a good shape and an implied meaning. It is actually the most exquisite piece of these lots."

"If Young Master Tang is willing to sell, the old man is willing to buy it for 75,000 pennies!"

As soon as he finished his words, Wang Wang's smile grew stronger and he nodded slightly.

Changsun Wuji's price increase was very particular, not only did not reach Tang Hao's overweight, but also distanced himself from the price of Baekje's envoy.

It's a complete picture, plus some can exceed it, and I feel unwilling to give up!

Datang Guogong's bidding immediately made the bidding particularly interesting.

Many foreign merchants couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Look! The hall is worthy of a place of wealth, and Zheng Guogong is worthy of being a relative of the emperor. This shot is extraordinary!"

"Isn't it! The Baekje envoy is still happy too early!"

"Is it possible that Baekje still wants to compete with Datang Guogong in that small place? Really a little self-defeating!"

The Baekje envoy standing next to the seat, listening to Jangsun Wuji's return, listening to the smiling sarcasm in his ears, full of flavors in his heart.

This eldest grandson Wuji is really a crap!

Baekje has already popped up countless dirty words in his heart to greet these old people with kind smiles.

When the price was so high, the Baekje envoy wanted to give up for a moment.

After all, this is a high price of more than 70,000 yuan!

This is the money that can make several small battleships!