"Talking so grandly, but it only sold for three hundred thousand, that's too little." The little girl pouted, saying somewhat discontentedly: "And there weren't many bidders either."
In fact, the little girl didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her dissatisfaction at all.
After all, twenty percent of the proceeds would be Xiao Feng's commission, the less it sold for, the less commission he would get.
Zhen Jinghan, who had attended numerous auctions, smiled and explained: "That's already quite good, in auctions, the items get better and more expensive as it progresses.
The people bidding just now are those who know they can't compete at the end, so they bid early.
Those really wealthy people, like Bi Quan, wouldn't bother with these appetizers."
Relieved after the explanation, the little girl said: "Oh, so that's how it is."
At this moment, the young monk came over carrying a tray, as usual covered with a red cloth.
