Lose From Poor God to Richest Man

The Emperor Bonaparte of Gaul, also known as the Emperor Bonaparte, the emperor more than two hundred years ago, can be said to be ambitious.

Internally, he suppressed countless rebellions and completely established his own rule. Externally, he defeated the "anti-Gaulian alliance" formed by many countries.

After winning more than fifty major battles, although he failed and was banished tragically, he must be admitted that he is still an outstanding statesman and military strategist.

But what is interesting is that the Olud of Light did not put their emperor's saber in the museum for future generations to admire, but instead put it out for auction.

I don’t know if the Emperor Bonaparte knows if he will bring his hundred thousand Yin Soldiers to the sharks.

Zhen Qiong was just feeling ironic and funny, but Menghu on the side was a little bit unable to understand. He couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Zhen, can this be auctioned?"

"Why not?" Zhen Qiong asked with a smile.

"But..." For a while, Meng Hu didn't know how to answer. In his opinion, it was like taking Shangfang's sword at an auction.

If this matter was placed in the Longhuang country, I am afraid that it would not capture a large number of people, but in the Gaul country, such a thing has been staged grandiosely.

And the location is still in Gaul. Among the largest auction houses, you must know that there are many politicians from Gaul who are here to participate in the auction tonight!

Seeing the look of the Menghu bewildered, Zhen Qiong explained with a smile: "This is the greed of capital. As long as there is enough profit, capitalists will dare to clearly mark the price even if they hang their own ropes."

"What's more... this is just a saber that has lost its owner."

Zhen Qiong was explaining that the auctioneer also began to use his emotional voice to introduce the Emperor Bonaparte Sabre in his hand.

After all, it is an emperor's saber, so no matter it is used in material or shape, it is the ultimate luxury.

The black scabbard is decorated with exquisite decorations, all made of sterling silver and inlaid with bright gems.

The handle of the saber is made entirely of pure gold.

When the auctioneer slowly pulled out his saber, the already magnificent auction room seemed a lot brighter.

Under the shining of the light, the blade of the sabre shone with a little dazzling golden light, and it seemed that the entire blade was also forged from pure gold.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I believe I don't need to describe too much when I see this. Emperor Bonaparte's sword has a starting price of 500,000 gallons. Does anyone want it?"

The auctioneer's last question seemed to have some magical power, and it was like pressing a certain switch. In the auction hall, there were countless people suddenly raising the sign in their hands.

In less than a minute, the price of the Bonaparte knife was raised to two million gallons, or about 14 million Long Huang coins.

"Does anyone raise the price for two million?"

"Oh! This gentleman adds to 2.5 million..."

Before the auctioneer finished speaking, he hurriedly added: "This customer in front, bid three million..."

"Is this the unevenness of the world?" Yang Rui couldn't help but mutter.

Although she was appointed as the general manager of the comprehensive museum, she also had a large amount of funds to be spent through her hands.

But like now, a relaxed gesture of holding a sign, the scene where several million Long Huang coins were smashed out still made her a little dazed.

Wen Wan'er was also surprised, but she had learned martial arts since she was a child, and her psychological quality was not generally good, so after a brief surprise, she returned to her usual appearance.

In addition to being surprised, Menghu still has a lot of puzzles and anger from not knowing where he was born. It is not a hatred of the rich, but an unpleasant unpleasantness.

As for Kun Yuxin, who has no idea about money, or is completely inconsiderate, she watched this scene calmly.

As for Zhen Qiong, he was actually thinking about asking prices, consuming a wave of trial funds.

But when he thought that the trial funds he could spend were limited, it would be better to spend the money on buying back his own national treasure, so he resisted it.

"Five million! The guests in Box No. 2 bid five million! Is there anyone else who wants to increase the price?"

Originally, the price of the saber stopped a bit when it was raised to three million. When the bidder was full of joy, the auctioneer's words gave him a blow.

After a brief stupefaction, the person who made the offer was very angry, asking who on earth was it so unruly and indiscriminately raising the price?

But when he heard that it was the person in the box, or the second box, the person's anger completely dissipated, and he was deeply helpless instead.

Because in the second box, it is the Boal family.

despair--

The auctioneer's small wooden hammer fell gently, making a crisp sound.

"Congratulations to the guests in Box No. 2 for winning the Sabre of Emperor Bonaparte for five million Gallo Lang."

"Thank you for your accomplishment. You also know that our family is also related to Emperor Bonaparte, so this saber is more suitable for our family."

In the box, a young voice came out, but he was able to speak in the name of the family. This person is certainly not low in the Boal family.

The ability to say a few words through the microphone of the box after the item is sold is also one of the rights that box customers can enjoy.

Zhen Qiong couldn't help sneer when hearing the other party's words.

Wen Wan'er had made popular science with him before. The Boar family and the Bonaparte emperor indeed have a deep relationship, because the empress of the Bonaparte emperor was born in this family.

It was just that the two divorced for unknown reasons. Shortly after the divorce, Emperor Bonaparte's ambitions of hegemony began to decline.

If the Boal family did not do certain things among them, Zhen Qiong would not believe it.

After all, the descendants of Emperor Bonaparte, although they were not driven to death, wanted to re-enter the center of power, but it was very difficult.

The only thing to be thankful for is their current family background, they are still rich and wealthy, and they don't have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation.

And the Boar family, which has also survived to this day, is a mixed bag. It not only has the wealth of a wealthy country, but also supports a group of politicians and continues to strive for more benefits for them.

After Emperor Bonaparte's sabre was taken off, another lot was carefully brought up.

The eternal silver pot, also from a former emperor of Gaul, is the emperor's favorite vessel.

During this emperor's reign, he only wanted to pursue luxury and enjoyment. The phrase "After I die, no matter how great the flood is", it was the emperor's mouth.

This eternal silver jug ​​was just a container for wine, but it was meticulously crafted using several craftsmen at the time and spent countless sterling silver.

Just looking at the eternal silver pot gives people a special "noble" feeling, and can't help but agree. As an emperor, you should use such works of art to hold wine.

Unexpectedly, the starting price of the eternal silver jug ​​reached 600,000 gallons, which was higher than the emperor Bonaparte's saber.

After fierce bidding, the eternal silver jug ​​was still bought by the Boal family for five million gallons.

Two consecutive lots were bought by the Boal family, which made many people a little angry, but they dare not say anything.

After all, whether it is financial resources or rights, they are far inferior to the Boal family. If they offend the other party, they will cause an irresistible disaster.

After the Eternal Silver Jug was taken down, the third lot was brought up, suppressing his own Zhen Qiong all the time, and he couldn't help but shine.

"Finally waiting for the national treasure!" Zhen Qiong shouted in his heart, and couldn't help but place his right hand on the bid button.