One person was unsure and asked Mr. Sun: "The Master Ouyang you are talking about is my master forger Ouyang Ye of Daqian?"
"good!"
Mr. Sun nodded and said with a smile: "Besides him, does anyone else in this world dare to call him Master Ouyang? Haha! Okay, without further ado, the bidding begins. Hengdao's low price is 10,000 taels of silver. The price increases every time. For one hundred taels of silver."
When Luo Chen heard this, he calculated that this horizontal sword weighed about twenty kilograms. Black iron cost five taels of gold per kilogram. Excluding meteorite and labor costs, ten thousand taels of white eyes only cost one material fee. This The low price is far below the value of this horizontal knife.
By offering such a low price, Tianbao Pavilion seems to be very confident that this knife can be sold at a good price.
"Ten thousand and one hundred taels of silver!"
Soon, the first price call came out.
"What? The knife with meteorite iron added only costs one hundred taels? I'll pay eleven thousand taels!" shouted a rough voice.
"Twelve thousand!"
…
Soon, the bid for this horizontal sword reached nineteen thousand taels of silver.
Luo Chen watched quietly from beginning to end and made no bid. Although he was a little jealous of the meteorite iron in this horizontal sword, his thunder knife was much better than this horizontal sword, unless it was forged entirely of meteorite iron. Yes, otherwise he wouldn't think of changing the knife.
There were many people who had similar thoughts to Luo Chen, and the major forces sitting in the front rows also did not make any bids. Behind these people were people with big families and big businesses, and there was no shortage of good weapons.
Luo Chen paused and looked at the last bidder, a middle-aged man in gray attire, a second-rate late-level man, with a horizontal sword on his back, and secretly thought that these high-level warriors were indeed rich.
"Nineteen thousand taels for the first time! Is there anyone else bidding?"
Mr. Sun looked around the venue with a smile and said seductively: "If there is no higher price, then this horizontal sword with meteorite iron will belong to this friend in gray clothes."
After looking around again, no one bid, so Mr. Sun continued to shout: "Nineteen thousand taels for the second time! Ten thousand..."
"Twenty thousand taels of silver!"
Just as Mr. Sun shouted for the third time, a voice came out from between his teeth.
Luo Chen turned his head and saw a strong man with a beard standing up from his chair and looking at the middle-aged man in gray with unkind eyes.
"hehe!"
Seeing someone bidding, the smile on Mr. Sun's face became even brighter. Just as he was about to speak, the unhurried voice of the middle-aged man in gray followed closely: "Twenty thousand one!"
"Haha! This friend bids 20,000 yuan, is there anyone else bidding?"
The price of 20,000 yuan was far more than the value of the knife. Mr. Sun suddenly smiled, and while talking, his eyes looked at the bearded man from time to time.
"snort!"
When the bearded man saw this, he glared at the middle-aged man in gray, and then angrily sat down on the chair.
The middle-aged man in gray clothes seemed to be unaware and still looked at the auction table calmly.
"hehe!"
Seeing this, Mr. Sun knew that the bearded man had given up the bidding, so he shouted: "Twenty-one thousand taels for the first time, twenty-one thousand taels for the second time..."
After staying for a while, Mr. Sun glanced at the whole place again, then picked up the wooden hammer on the table and knocked it down with a "bang":
"For the third time, twenty-one thousand two, congratulations to this friend in gray clothes for winning the shot of the Meteor Iron Cross Sword!"
As soon as Mr. Sun finished speaking, the maid who was waiting next to him came to the middle-aged man in gray with a wooden box in hand and handed the wooden box to him.
The middle-aged man in gray clothes opened the wooden box, checked that the knife was correct, and paid the silver check.
"hehe!"
The first auction item was successfully sold, and Mr. Sun continued with a red face: "Two auction items please!"
After the words fell, another maid walked up to the auction stage holding a long wooden box and placed it on the table.
Mr. Sun took out a long sword from the wooden box and introduced: "A black iron sword, just like the meteorite horizontal sword just now, with the addition of meteorite, it was made by Master Ouyang."
After the introduction, Mr. Sun directly quoted: "The low price is still 10,000, and each increase will not be less than 100 taels! Start bidding!"
"Eleven thousand taels!"
As soon as Mr. Sun finished speaking, someone eagerly quoted the price.
"twelve thousand!"
…
"Twenty thousand!"
In an instant, the price shouted 20,000 taels of silver.
In the end, this meteorite sword was bought by a female warrior in purple for 22,000 taels of silver.
Next, after a few more weapons were auctioned, the auction began for medicinal materials used for cultivation, various wound medicines and detoxifying pills, as well as some yellow-level martial arts skills.
Luo Chen also took action in this process, spending 1,800 taels of silver to take a photo of a 150-year-old star vein grass.
Although the Star Vein Grass was 300 taels more expensive than the shops outside, it was extremely scarce and difficult to buy even if you had money. Therefore, Luo Chen didn't care about the 300 taels of silver.
The major martial arts forces sitting in the front row watched quietly from beginning to end and did not take action, as if waiting for the most critical item to appear.
"Haha, okay, everyone!"
After selling another yellow-level top-grade book, Mr. Sun stopped, looked around with a smile, and said: "The previous auction has come to an end for the time being. The most important and final part of the auction is now. The auction."
The grand finale item!”
When everyone heard this, their spirits suddenly shook. They all sat upright and looked at Mr. Sun with wide eyes.
The people from the major forces sitting in the front row also cheered up. Even the people from the Shaolin Temple who had closed their eyes to rest at the beginning opened their eyes.
As if he was deliberately trying to whet everyone's appetite, after Mr. Sun said this, he stopped, slowly picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip of tea.
Yin Shanyue, who was sitting in the second row, was getting ready to see what treasures there were, but when he saw Mr. Sun starting to figure them out, he suddenly lost his temper. He made a "pang" sound with the shovel in his hand, slapped the chair, and glared at Sun.
The old man yelled: "Damn it! What a drink! Hurry up! It's almost past lunch!"
"snort!"
Ku Lao, who was sitting aside with his eyes closed and concentrating, saw someone making trouble. He snorted coldly, opened his eyes, and turned his head to look at Yin Shanyue.
"Huh what?"
Yin Shan Yue stood up from the chair, looked at Kong Lao, waved the shovel in her hand, and said unruly: "Is it amazing to be in the first-class mid-level realm? Others are afraid of you, but I, Yin Shan Yue, am not afraid of you! If you are not convinced, come here and do it alone!"
"Wow!"
After hearing this, everyone was in an uproar and looked at Yin Shan Yue. This person dared to scream at Tianbao Pavilion's first-class mid-level warriors. Aren't he afraid of death?
"Damn it! You're so tough!"
Zheng Xiaoliu looked at Yin Shanyue and said with excitement on his face: "You want to snatch the wife of the leader of the Huashan Sect on the street, and clamor for a warrior who is one level higher than him on his territory. What a bastard!"
When Luo Chen heard this, he was also amazed and looked at Yin Shanyue with admiration, admiring this man's courage.