A rusty pole

Everyone stayed silent. They were not stupid. 

A gold coin was still a gold coin. Why would they waste it on something that had absolutely no use?

The first count passed. And then the second. 

"Sold to the baron." the auctioneer nodded, and the item was taken away. 

Jake would only get this after the auction was over, or after he was done bidding. But why would he end it here? He would keep staying in the auction until the bidding surpassed his capacity. 

After a certain point, the bids could even reach a few hundreds of thousands of gold coins. That was not money that Jake had at the moment, although he could get it in the future. 

"Onto the next item then." the auctioneer brightly said as she looked brightly to the side, where another item was brought in.