Seeing Jiang Feng sit down, Chu Feifei unhesitatingly seated herself on his left, while Mu Yanluo gracefully sat on his right.

This gave Jiang Feng a somewhat dashing appearance, like a playboy surrounded by beauties.

Additionally, having just drunk red wine, both Chu Feifei and Mu Yanluo were flushed, radiating charm and liveliness, inciting envy and jealousy from onlookers!

However, these people had witnessed Jiang Feng's direct confrontation with Pan Sheng, resulting in even Young Master Pan being humiliated, so they didn't dare to utter a word, swallowing their jealousy instead.

Once all the guests had taken their seats.

A glamorous lady in formal attire walked elegantly onto the stage.

This so-called stage was a small, exquisite platform intentionally left in the center of the seating area, brightly lit, specifically prepared for this stunning lady.

The glamorous lady stood by the auction podium, holding a microphone in one hand, and gently picked up the auction hammer with the other, giving it a "bang" on the table.

The surrounding chatter gradually subsided.

The glamorous lady smiled gracefully and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, distinguished guests, friends, good evening! Welcome everyone, I am the nationally certified auctioneer Chen Fen, my license number is 6638231x. Hosting tonight's auction is a privilege entrusted to me by the Pan Family, and I hope to bring you a worthwhile experience."

Chen Fen then dutifully recited some of the rules of the auction.

And then officially began the first auction item.

"Please pay attention, the first auction item is a green-glazed pottery pot from the Eastern Han dynasty—"

As Chen Fen was speaking, a cheongsam-clad girl carefully carried a silver tray onto the stage.

The girl placed the tray on the auction podium, and Chen Fen gently lifted the cloth veil.

In view appeared a classic and very antiquated green pottery pot.

"Please take a look, this pot is 40 centimeters tall, with a rim diameter of 15 centimeters and a base diameter of 15 centimeters. The pot is coated with a low-temperature lead green glaze, resembling watermelon skin green. The rim, neck, and body are all decorated with raised string patterns..."

After Chen Fen's introduction, another cheongsam-clad girl presented a professional evaluation certificate.

"Interested friends are welcome to come to the stage to appreciate it," Chen Fen said with a smile.

Instantly, many people scrambled to go up from below.

And Pan Sheng in the front row also pretended to walk up to the stage.

After all, this was his family's auction!

Even if putting on an act, he had to be at the forefront.

Furthermore, he was determined to set an example for the guests by being the first to win this pottery pot.

This way, it would help him establish a good reputation.

"Uncle, shall we go up and take a look?"

Chu Feifei stretched her neck, curiously eyeing the pottery pot and asked Jiang Feng.

"No need, I've already seen it clearly." Jiang Feng replied with a calm smile.

"Shua!"

Chu Feifei and Mu Yanluo simultaneously turned their gazes towards him.

From such a distance, Jiang Feng could actually see clearly?!

"That pottery pot is probably a burial object."

Jiang Feng explained with a smile, "The glaze on its abdominal transition area has secreted salt substances due to long-term burial in a humid environment, which gives the surface a slightly silvery white sheen."

"The item is genuine and could sell for around three million. However, signs of damage and intentional glaze repairs mean it's discounted. You could buy it for about two million and possibly earn tens of thousands in appreciation, but if it exceeds two and a half million, it isn't worthwhile, you'll lose money."

"Uh..."

Chu Feifei and Mu Yanluo were even more dumbfounded!

"... Uncle, how do you know all this? You can even roughly estimate the price?"

Chu Feifei asked incredulously, at this moment, Jiang Feng was becoming hard for her to understand, was he still the same Jiang Feng she knew?

"Antiques are merely subjective speculation."

Jiang Feng sighed slightly, "If it's said to be valuable, then it is; if not, it isn't! So-called collecting simply satisfies some people's vanity, feigned elegance, and false fame. Few have genuine research value."

"Therefore, once the market price of such items is fixed, there tends to be minimal fluctuation. I've seen similar ones before, so I naturally know the price."

Chu Feifei half-understood what she heard and didn't know what more to say.

And Mu Yanluo too looked at Jiang Feng with the same disbelief.

The more she interacted with Jiang Feng, the more she felt he was a treasure, casually revealing a little could garner great admiration!

At this time, the guests on stage had mostly finished viewing and returned to their seats one by one.

Then auctioneer Chen Fen announced, "Alright, everyone please note, the base price for this Eastern Han green-glazed pottery pot is one million Chinese Yuan, interested friends can start bidding!"

Jiang Feng shook his head slightly, he wanted to help Chu Feifei earn billions, but these auction items start at hundreds of thousands, leaving too little profit.

Not interesting enough.

"One million!"

The first bid indeed came from Pan Sheng, who raised his bidding paddle high.

"One hundred and twenty thousand!"

An eyeglass-wearing magnate also raised his bidding paddle.

"You unseeing fool! You dare to contend for what I have my eyes on?" Pan Sheng sneered disdainfully, raising his bidding paddle again to increase the bid, "One hundred and forty thousand!"

At this price, the room fell silent.

People realized Young Master Pan truly wanted this pottery pot, to set an example and create a shining image, hence no one else dared to contend.

Understanding the hint, Chen Fen immediately raised the auction hammer, "Any further bids? 140 thousand from Young Master Pan going once... 140 thousand going twice..."

Pan Sheng arrogantly scanned the room, especially with a deliberate disdainful glance towards Jiang Feng, filled with provocation!

No matter how you compete, when it comes time to truly shine, isn't it still his show?

Jiang Feng frowned; this guy hadn't learned his lesson, unwilling to stop until he hit a wall?

Since it was uninteresting anyway, he might as well play along.

Right then, Jiang Feng casually picked up a bidding paddle nearby, raised it, and said with a smile, "180 thousand."

This bid was very strategic.

Because, 180 thousand was approximately this pottery pot's peak value.

Getting it at this price would mean at least tens of thousands in profit, avoiding a loss.

But once exceeding this price, profit margins thin.

"Hmm?" Pan Sheng was about to secure it, but then saw Jiang Feng bidding again, was this deliberately challenging him?

"Jiang Feng, have you no shame bidding? Can you even produce 180 thousand? Stop embarrassing yourself!"

Pan Sheng scoffed openly, taunting Jiang Feng in front of everyone.

"Pan Sheng, don't waste your concern. If Uncle can't, I will!" Chu Feifei immediately supported Jiang Feng, refusing to give Pan Sheng any face.

Pan Sheng was so mad he could only grit his teeth!

It seemed Chu Feifei was determined to oppose him!

If he ever had a chance, he'd definitely seek revenge to ease his simmering fury!

"Two hundred thousand!" A hint of malice flickered in Pan Sheng's eyes as he continued.

"Two hundred twenty thousand." Jiang Feng remained unfazed, smiling.

"Damn!" Pan Sheng cursed inwardly.

Being slightly versed in stone gambling, he wasn't entirely clueless in antique appraisal.

Although he couldn't match Jiang Feng's judgment and vision, he knew this pottery pot was at most worth two hundred thousand.

Two hundred twenty thousand was already a high price.

Further increases could probably lead to losses.

But now, the competitor was Jiang Feng!

The same Jiang Feng who had repeatedly shamed him tonight!!

To lose to Jiang Feng again in front of everyone was something he wouldn't tolerate!

Moreover, although his stash was gone, the money given by Pan Haoting remained.

He refused to believe that throwing money at the problem wouldn't suppress Jiang Feng's influence!

"Three hundred thousand!!"

Pan Sheng aggressively rose, angrily shouting at Jiang Feng, "Jiang, if you're increasing, go all out, don't let me look down on you!"