Mr. Zhao's eyes flew past everyone and stood up.

"If you have no objection to this, then we will officially start next!!"

He moved away the futon sitting beneath him, opened a secret lattice on the ground, and took out an inconspicuous old wooden box.

"Everyone, you are lucky. Today's waste pill has two furnaces and cauldrons. As for what it is, it depends on your own luck!!"

Mr. Zhao opened the wooden box, took out two elixir-sized tripods, and placed them in front of everyone.

In the air, a smell of medicine instantly filled the air, and everyone sniffed it hard.

As long as people who often come into contact with herbs can distinguish the materials used in the alchemy from the general taste.

However, the damage and consumption of materials can only be known if opened.

After smelling it, everyone had a budget in their hearts, quietly looked at the people around them, and sat silently.

Mr. Zhao's eyes swept across everyone and withdrew from one of the alchemy tripods.

"Old rule, the starting price of each alchemy tripod is five gold coins, and there is no cap on it... Please!!"

Everyone fell into silence for a moment, as if they were calculating the final price they could give in their hearts.

After a moment, someone whispered: "Six..."

The waste pill is not as good as the visible pill, and it can be judged as to the characteristics of the pill.

Seeing something that is real, the price increase is willing and passionate.

Nowadays, everyone is worried and is not sure what they can get for what they buy, so they don’t have much enthusiasm for bidding.

More is to think about it in my heart.

I wonder if you should take action or when should you take action?

After Jingyi, someone bid again: "Seven..."

Ling Luoyu raised his eyebrows calmly and finally understood why Yu Fang had to bring twenty gold coins himself.

Because at this speed, more than ten gold coins will probably be capped.

After all, no one dares to take too much risk to buy a furnace of waste pills that may be completely destroyed.

This is a bit the same as gambling stones. Those who are brave enough to survive and those who are timid will starve to death.

If you make a good job, you will earn back twice as much. If you don’t do it well, you will be beaten up and you will not be able to lose anything.

"Eight..."

Mr. Zhao sat quietly, and did not raise the price one by one and was upset and irritable.

For him, the price the other party paid has nothing to do with him, he just earns a certain fee.

So, he is not in a hurry.

"Thirteen..."

Yang Zi, who had been silent all the time, suddenly whispered a price.

Ling Luoyu's eyes sank, and he looked at him sideways: "Fourteen..."

This was also her first bid, but it seemed that she had no intention of following Yang Zi.

Sure enough, Yang Zi turned his head and looked very unhappy.

"Damn lame, are you sincere?!"

Other people's eyes also followed, and their eyes were self-evident.

Ling Luoyu didn't even look at him, and he had no intention of explaining at all, but looked at Mr. Zhao in a steady manner.

Hao Shitou sneered: "Yang Zi, if you can't afford to play, get out as soon as possible. What does it mean to be sincere?! So many people are calling out one by one, are they all sincere?!"

"you……"

Yang Zi suddenly poked over with one finger and was about to open his mouth to start scolding, but Mr. Zhao's clear cough came from one side.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch hard, and finally gritted his teeth and looked at Ling Luoyu.

"Fifteen..."

Ling Luoyu Danshui looked at him without hesitation: "Sixteen..."
Chapter completed!