After Zhou Qingyang heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a ray of light shot out from his eyes. He looked at me with hostility, and a sneer appeared on his face.
"Such a good thing, of course it belongs to anyone who has the ability, ten million, right? I want this ginseng!" Zhou Qingyang said with confidence.
The fat man next to him was slightly startled, "I'm going, what's going on? Yangzi, you can't lose!"
I smiled slightly and looked at Zhou Qingyang with a mocking look. I thought to myself, "You look down on me. How can I still look down on you?"
Now I have 6 billion in my possessions. Once I have money, I will naturally feel confident. I am not afraid at all of competing with me for financial resources.
However, what I am most concerned about now is not how much this ginseng is worth, but the authenticity of the ginseng itself.
Hu Qiu's eyes told me that there was definitely something wrong with this ginseng.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but quietly opened my eyes, and looked at the century-old ginseng king in Hu Langlang's hand again.
After returning from the longevity village, my five senses have become extremely sharp through the continuous feedback from the little things. The improvement of my eyesight has also made my celestial eye move towards a higher level.
If there is really something wrong with this ginseng, or if Hu Langlang has cast an illusion, I am confident that I can see through it.
However, when I fully opened my celestial eye and looked over, I found that there was nothing abnormal about the ginseng in Hu Langlang's hand, and I did not see the existence of illusion.
I couldn't help but feel a little surprised and uncertain.
This is impossible. My clairvoyance level has obviously improved a lot, so how could I still not see it? Could it be that this ginseng is genuine?
When Zhou Qingyang saw me staring at the ginseng without saying a word, he thought I was timid, so he sneered contemptuously.
"Xiaoqiu, it seems that your fiancé is not very powerful! He can't even buy ginseng. But don't worry, I will buy this ginseng for you. As long as it is something you like, no matter how expensive it is.
I will buy it."
Zhou Qingyang said this in front of so many people, which undoubtedly humiliated Chi Guoguo, which made many sympathetic eyes fall on me.
The fat man immediately became unhappy. He took a step forward and shouted angrily: "What the hell are you talking about, Zhou? Isn't it just a ginseng? We can buy as much as we want and sell it!"
Zhou Qingyang smiled contemptuously, "Really? How to buy it? Buy it with your mouth?"
"you……"
The fat man was very angry, but he didn't make the decision for me. He turned to look at me anxiously, "Yangzi, hurry up and bid, use the money to kill him."
I glanced at the fat man, nodded, and was about to speak, but before I could raise the price, the people next to me couldn't hold it any longer.
"If I offer 1,000,000, this thing must be mine!" The southerner looked at the ginseng enthusiastically and started bidding, without paying any attention to me.
"Mr. Nan, you shouldn't need it at such a young age. Why don't you let me replenish your body? I'll add more, eleven million!" the pony-tailed old man said with a smile.
"Mr. Wan, don't you have a two-hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum at home? Do you still need this ginseng? Give it to me. My wife is not in good health. I will buy it back for her to replenish her health. I will add ten more
Ten thousand, eleven million and one million, that’s it!” the man surnamed Nan said with a smile.
"Although Ganoderma lucidum is good, it can't compare with this century-old ginseng. The old man still wants to live for two more years, so I'll make up for it, twelve million." The old man with the ponytail added another 900,000.
"Mr. Wan, why bother? Leave it to me. I'll pay 12.1 million." Mr. Nan added another 100,000.
I suddenly felt a little funny and thought to myself that this Mr. Wan from the south is really conscious. The old man named Wan always adds a round number to tens of thousands when he opens his mouth. He is better, he only adds a fraction every time. No wonder people say that businessmen in the south are shrewd.
, today I saw it and it was indeed well-deserved.
As expected, his price increase immediately made the old man named Wan a little unhappy.
"Mr. Nan, what do you mean? Why do you only add 100,000 each time? You don't mean to make things difficult for me, the old man, do you? Let's do this, I will add another 901,300,000. I have the power to do this.
must."
The old man was also a ruthless person and raised the price again.
"Oh, Mr. Wan, what are you talking about? I'm a small gambler but I can't make a lot of money at your casino. If you're a good person, just let me go! I'll pay 13.1 million." Mr. Nan.
He said with a look of shame.
The old man surnamed Wan suddenly became even more ugly. Just when he was about to continue talking, the man with his head behind his back finally couldn't help it anymore. He glanced at the two of them with some displeasure and said calmly:
"I'll pay 15 million to order this ginseng!"
Nearly 2 million was added at once, which immediately attracted the attention of countless people. Mr. Nan and Mr. Wan also looked over immediately, but these two people obviously did not recognize the man with the back of his head.
"Huh, I'll give you 15.0 million." Mr. Nan added another 100,000 lukewarmly.
"In this case, I will pay you sixteen million!" Mr. Wan said calmly.
Old man Wan only added 500,000 this time. I don't know if it was a bit difficult or if he did it on purpose.
The man behind the back frowned, "I'll pay you 16.5 million!"
Unsurprisingly, Mr. Nan added another 100,000 to the price. This guy seemed to have decided on this method. No matter how much the other party offered, he kept adding 100,000. It gave me the feeling that he was playing with his mentality.
…
In this way, under the competition between the three people, the price of this century-old wild ginseng was quickly raised to 20 million.
After a few more minutes, the price reached an astonishing 25 million. Although several people slowed down, no one had the intention to let go. Obviously they knew that this century-old ginseng was far more than this.
price.
After all, this ginseng already has a human shape and is still so big. Although the specific age cannot be determined, according to Hu Qiu, it is probably two hundred years old.
They raised the price enthusiastically, but they didn't see Zhou Qingyang's face darken little by little. It was obvious that he didn't expect anyone to dare to bid with him and raise the price to such a high level.
At this moment, he looked at these three people coldly, with disdain and contempt in his eyes.
This is a kind of contempt coming from a superior, and he, Zhou Qingyang, does have this capital.
I just wonder if he will occasionally kick against a very hard iron plate? I thought in my mind.
The reason why I didn't make a bid was because I was waiting for Zhou Qingyang here, because I knew he couldn't just let it go. I wanted to see what he was going to do in the face of the sky-high price from competition?
But just as I was patiently waiting for Zhou Qingyang to take action, another old lady's voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
"Xiaoyangzi, why don't you increase the price?"
The moment I heard this voice, my heart skipped a beat and my body shivered instinctively.
This voice was so familiar, and suddenly it was Mrs. Ma!