Following Zhao Ritian's quotation, people at the scene turned their heads and looked towards the second floor.
Who?
Someone offers seven hundred, but he offers one thousand?
Three hundred more spirit stones?
So rich?
Xiao Chen was also a little surprised. Isn't Zhao Ritian's price a bit high?
This is not three hundred pieces, but three hundred spirit stones.
"Damn, the weapon refiner is really rich."
Wang Pingbei looked at Zhao Ritian with sadness and envy in his heart.
But when I think about Zhao Ritian's identity, the envy disappears again.
He is the son of the old palace master of Broken Star Palace, and is the real top young man in Tianwaitian.
Although he is the genius of Qingyun Tower, even if he is ranked high, he is still incomparable to Zhao Ritian.
Only a top genius like Qing Yunzi can be compared with a top young man like Zhao Ritian.
Zhao Yuanji is also very envious, this young man has so many resources!
If it were him, he wouldn't just quote a thousand spiritual stones without blinking an eye.
It’s not that I don’t have it, it’s that I don’t want to give it up.
Below, the person who just made a quotation looks at Zhao Ritian. He hesitates, but still doesn’t make another quotation.
The old man was obviously very satisfied with the auction price of a thousand spiritual stones. After shouting several times, he lowered the hammer.
Zhao Ritian used a thousand high-grade spiritual stones to take the first lot - Antarctic jade, which is warm in winter and cool in summer.
"It's done."
Zhao Ritian smiled.
"I didn't expect that there aren't many people who know the goods. These thousand spirit stones are still worth it."
"Congratulations to Brother Zhao."
Xiao Chen congratulated.
"Haha, Brother Chen will definitely take pictures of what he likes."
Zhao Ritian laughed. With Antarctic Jade, his chair would have more functions and be more valuable.
The Nanji Jade was carried down, and the old man said a few words, nothing more than congratulating Zhao Ritian and saying that he had good vision and so on.
Soon, the second lot was mentioned.
Compared to Antarctica, the price of the second lot is not that high.
After all, the first lot is a good start for both the auction and the auctioneer.
The second lot didn't arouse much interest, so it was taken away with fifteen spiritual stones.
"That's it?"
Xiao Chen was speechless, wasn't the price too low?
Aren't you talking about high-end auctions?
"Brother Chen, do you still remember what I said?"
Wang Pingbei smiled, but there was something he didn't say... Not everyone is like you, a wealthy person who wants to take a thousand spirit stones for fun.
"Spend a few spirit stones to come in and buy something worth a dozen or even dozens of spirit stones. For them, it is already a good harvest."
"All right."
Xiao Chen nodded.
"Don't think that they are at the bottom. No, they are far from being counted... Some of them are people who are not even qualified to come in. They can't even get a few spiritual stones."
Wang Pingbei said again.
"Most of these are casual cultivators."
"Why do you know this?"
Xiao Chen was confused. This guy was the genius of Qingyun Tower. It was no exaggeration to say that he was already standing on the clouds.
How can a person standing on the clouds know how people in the mud live?
"The more you see it, the more you will understand it."
Wang Pingbei shook his head and said nothing more.
In front of Zhao Ritian and the others, Xiao Chen didn't ask any more questions and continued to pay attention to the auction.
One lot after another was taken at different prices. Some lots caused many people to compete for them, and the one with the highest price won.
It is worth mentioning that there are no unsold items.
If you can pass the screening of the Longteng Chamber of Commerce, there is basically no "waste" and it is more or less valuable.
Xiao Chen never made a move, and for the time being he didn't see anything that interested him.
"Brother Chen, don't you like it?"
Wang Pingbei flipped through the auction information and asked.
"No."
Xiao Chen shook his head.
"Next, let's move on to the seventeenth lot... This lot is a bit special."
The old man on the auction stage introduced.
After hearing the old man's words, everyone became a little interested, special?
What is it?
"It's a trauma medicine..."
After the old man finished speaking, someone took a tray and brought the porcelain bottle up.
"coming."
Wang Pingbei was refreshed, Xiao Chen's blue potion.
Xiao Chen also smiled, finally getting his things.
I wonder what price this thing will fetch in the end?
"Trauma potion?"
Some people who were originally interested shook their heads and showed little interest.
It’s normal for potions to be auctioned, but what the hell are trauma potions?
Isn't this stuff sold everywhere?
"Haha, this is not an ordinary trauma medicine, the recovery speed is extremely fast..."
The old man saw everyone's reaction and smiled.
"Here, bring up the sample and show it to everyone."
Soon, someone presented another small porcelain vase.
"How fast is the recovery speed? How fast can it be?"
A person leaning against the auction table asked loudly.
"You will know after I show it to you."
The old man smiled and took out a dagger.
"By the way, is anyone interested in coming up and giving it a try?"
"How to try?"
Someone asked curiously.
"Just get a little injured, and then pour this potion on it and let everyone see the recovery speed... Haha, there is no guarantee, I guarantee that you will not be deceived."
The old man glanced across the whole place and said.
"..."
Everyone was quiet and no one came up.
"Is there no one? If there is no one, then I will find someone from the auction..."
"I come."
Before the old man could finish speaking, someone stood up.
"It's him?"
Xiao Chen looked at this person, a little surprised, that young man in white robe.
"If this trauma medicine is useful, I will buy it."
The young man in white robe said and walked onto the auction stage.
"Haha, little friend, please just cut your hand... It doesn't need to be a big wound, after all, there aren't many samples."
The old man cupped his hands and said.
"good."
The young man in white robe took the dagger and cut his finger, blood dripping from it.
His face was expressionless, and this time, it was like being cut on someone else, without any pain.
The old man took the porcelain bottle and poured the remaining blue medicine on the wound of the young man in white robe.
Everyone looked at the bleeding hands of the white-robed young man and wondered how effective this thing could be.
As the blue medicine was absorbed, the bleeding stopped, and the wound slowly closed up visibly to the naked eye.
The young man in white robe was surprised. He liked to fight and injuries were common.
What he carries the most is medicine for treating trauma.
Some are valuable, but in terms of effectiveness, they are far inferior to the potion in front of me.
Not only the white-robed young man was surprised, but everyone present was also shocked by the recovery effect of the blue potion.
too fast.
"Not too possible."
Sitting near the front was a man in his forties, whose expression changed slightly.
He comes from Medicine God Valley.
His elders from Medicine God Valley went to the City Lord's Mansion, and he came to join in the fun.
The potion in front of me is comparable to the holy healing potion from their Medicine God Valley.
"Little friend, raise your hand and let everyone take a good look."
The old man said to the young man in white robe.
"good."
The young man in white robe nodded, raised his injured hand, but stared at the tray in the young woman's hand.
He wants this potion!
"I've really recovered."
"too fast?"
"The effect is very powerful, but it depends on the quantity."
"Yes, if the quantity is too small, it will be a bit useless and will not have much effect."
"Look at the porcelain vase, the quantity should be okay."
"..."
Everyone who had not shown much interest just now was now eager to try it.
The quantity is sufficient and the effect is so strong. Carrying it with you will definitely save your life in critical moments!
The value of this can no longer be measured by trauma medicine, it is no less than a healing holy product!
"My dear friend, thank you very much. Please go down first."
The old man looked at everyone's reaction and smiled even more.
"good."
The young man in white robe looked at the porcelain vase again and walked off the stage.
"I would like to ask, where did this potion come from, or who made it?"
The middle-aged man from Medicine God Valley asked.
"Someone sent it to be photographed...I don't know the specifics. I can ask later. If there is no need to keep it confidential, I can tell you."
The old man replied.
"Haha, it seems that Medicine God Valley is also interested in this potion?"
As soon as he said these words, the middle-aged man's eyelids twitched. In order to show the value of the medicine, this old fox even bothered them about the Medicine God Valley!
Unfortunately, he couldn't refute, who asked him to ask in public.
If you ask, you are interested.
Sure enough, when the people present looked at the middle-aged man and then at the potion, their eyes brightened even more.
Even people from the Medicine God Valley are interested, which shows the value of this potion!
"This thing is a bit interesting."
Zhao Ritian's eyes were also bright.
"Brother Zhao, do you want this potion?"
Xiao Chen looked at Zhao Ritian with a slightly strange expression.
"Well, take a look and take a picture."
Zhao Ritian nodded.
"You are a weapon refiner, but you still need trauma medicine?"
Wang Pingbei asked curiously.
"Nonsense, do you think that refining weapons is not dangerous? Injuries are common during the process of refining weapons, okay?"
Zhao Ritian said, rolling up his sleeves and revealing a bandage on his arm.
"Look, it exploded last night and hurt my arm."
"..."
Xiao Chen was speechless, was he injured by the toilet?
"Some weapon refiners were killed by themselves... This potion is good and can save lives at critical moments."
Zhao Ritian put down his sleeves and said.
"This bottle of potion is of sufficient quantity...the starting price is one hundred spirit stones. Each time the price is increased, it must not be less than ten spirit stones."
On the auction stage, the old man raised his voice.
"One hundred ten."
"One hundred twenty."
"One hundred and three."
"One hundred and eighty."
"two hundred!"
In the blink of an eye, the auction price of the blue potion reached two hundred.
Xiao Chen was excited, "Two hundred, this is not the final transaction price!"
Get rich!
Wang Pingbei was also very excited. Xiao Chen was so generous and sold so many spiritual stones. Why shouldn't he be rewarded with some?
"Two hundred and five!"
A voice sounded.
Everyone looked and saw that the one who quoted the price was Gongsun Liang.
He is also very interested in this trauma medicine.
The sound of 'two hundred and five' caught Xiao Chen's attention. Who the hell is shouting 'two hundred and five' so loudly?
After he looked over, he couldn't help but laugh. Isn't this unfair to Mr. Sun?
It’s really two hundred and five.
As Gongsun Liang quoted two hundred and fifty, the scene became quiet, and many people hesitated and gave up.
This price is already extremely high.
Ordinary healing products don't have such a high price.