Zhao Xi raised his head and shouted again before stopping. In the end, as he had expected, the painting was won by the person in the third-floor private room.
The auction price was twelve thousand taels.
Zhao Xi smiled and turned to look at Meng Yunzheng. "The guest in the private room on the third floor must be someone who admires you. To be able to offer such a price, She truly loves you."
He had estimated that this painting was not Ah Yun's best painting. If it was placed on the market, five thousand taels would be a high price. Even in the black market, it would not exceed ten thousand taels.
This person did not hesitate at all when he called out the price. Let alone twelve thousand taels of silver, he estimated that if someone else bid, he would continue to raise the price.
Zhao Xi was a little interested and wanted to know who the other party was.
