Chapter 415 Are you still taking pictures of Bai Yuteng?
As people below kept calling for prices, the price of red beads had risen to the price of five hundred spiritual stones in less than one cup of tea.
Ming Zhiyuan was anxious. The waiter at the side poured the brewed tea into the cup and handed it to Ming Zhiyuan respectfully with both hands.
He took the tea cup and gently blew the tea to cool it while looking at the booth where Liu Qingqing was still deciding the bids for everyone.
After the boy made the tea, he put out the burning pine cones in the small stove and put the teapot aside.
Ming Zhiyuan turned around and saw wisps of green smoke coming out of the small stove, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
He stretched out his hand to call over the boy who was standing at the door of the private room. The boy was half-kneeling in front of Ming Zhiyuan.
Ming Zhiyuan thought for a while and said, "Do you have customers here who entrust treasures to the auction?"
When the boy heard this question, his eyes also moved, and he said eagerly: "Of course, we have the things in our auction house. We don't have many of our own things, but the treasures entrusted to us by the guests for auction account for the majority. It's just the auction
After the sale is completed, the auction house will charge 10% of the transaction price."
Ming Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, "A level of profit among the ten levels?"
"Yes."
When Ming Zhiyuan heard this, he felt that his back teeth were sore. The auction house drew water. He understood this truth.
But this auction house is really shady. If you take a profit, the red bead below has been bid for 700 spirit stones, which is 7 million silver notes. If the red bead is entrusted by others to be auctioned, even if
If seven hundred spirit stones or seven million silver notes are sold, the auction house will also draw seventy spirit stones or seven hundred thousand silver notes...
Thinking again, if the bids for spiritual stones and silver notes are the same, the spiritual stones will be given priority.
His teeth became even more sore, and he looked at the hall below as the price gradually increased, and the number of bidders was obviously reduced. Only two or three companies were still bidding.
He then said to the boy: "If I entrust you with something to auction for me, can you auction it now? Can you stop the auction of this red bead?"
The young man raised his head and glanced at Ming Zhiyuan in surprise, then quickly lowered his head and said, "I don't dare to make the decision on this matter. How about this? How about I go tell our shopkeeper and let him come and discuss with the distinguished guest?"
Ming Zhiyuan nodded, "Go quickly, go quickly, you're delaying my business."
The boy stood up, bowed, and hurriedly left the private room. Ming Zhiyuan looked down, only two people were still bidding.
"Eight hundred spiritual stones."
"Eight hundred and one spiritual stones."
Now the people bidding on the silver notes have stopped, and only two people are still competing with each other on the price of the spiritual stones.
One of them seemed a little angry and shouted: "Nine hundred spiritual stones."
"Nine hundred and one spiritual stones."
The man who produced nine hundred spiritual stones was wearing a splendid robe. He was young and very handsome. He turned around and looked at the man sitting at another round table. He couldn't help but compare prices with him, but every time
A dark and powerful man who only had one more spiritual stone than him.
The big man was smiling. When the young warrior glared at him, he didn't take it seriously. He smiled and nodded at the young man.
"A thousand spiritual stones."
"One thousand and one spiritual stones."
"One thousand one hundred spirit stones."
"One thousand one hundred and one spiritual stones."
The young man finally became furious and cursed at the big man, "Shen Heizi, you bastard, what do you mean?"
The big man named Shen Heizi looked at the young man inexplicably and said: "If you are bidding for a treasure, am I not allowed to bid higher than you? If there is one more spirit stone, it is also more than you. Who has never bid like this at an auction?"
Boy from the Mu family, your breath is too bad. For the sake of your father, I won’t argue with you this time. If you do this again, don’t blame me for being rude."
The young man named Mu took a deep breath and shouted again: "Fifteen hundred spiritual stones."
This time, Shen Heizi hesitated. He thought for a long time, looked at the red beads on the stand, and then at the young man. Finally, he didn't call for one thousand five hundred and one.
He sat in his chair, closed his eyes and stopped bidding.
The young man looked at him contemptuously and sat back in his chair.
Liu Qingqing was still smiling, as if she didn't notice the verbal argument between the two people in the audience just now.
"Okay, Mr. Mu has offered 1,500 spirit stones. Is there anyone who bids higher than Mr. Mu? This red bead is the largest red bead that our Hongye Auction House has auctioned in a hundred years. Such a good red bead I don’t know if there will be any more beads in the future.”
Liu Qingqing was still using words to stir up the feelings of the guests below. Only Mr. Mu frowned and looked coldly at Liu Qingqing on the stage.
"Is there no one who bids higher than Mr. Mu?" Liu Qingqing continued to smile: "Fifteen hundred spiritual stones, one time."
"Fifteen hundred spirit stones twice."
"one thousand......"
"I will give you 1,600 spiritual stones."
Just when Liu Qingqing was about to slap the wooden hammer, a man's voice came from a private room on the second floor above and to the right.
The voice was clear and slightly magnetic. It was not loud, but everyone in the hall heard it.
Liu Qingqing's face lit up, and she said in surprise: "A customer has offered one thousand, six hundred spiritual stones. Mr. Mu, do you want to increase the price?"
Mr. Mu looked sharply at a private room on the second floor to the right. On the window of the private room, a crystal bead curtain was flashing, and no one could see the guests inside.
This time, Mr. Mu’s bidding voice was no longer angry or urgent. After hearing Liu Qingqing ask him if he wanted to increase the price, he lowered his voice and said: "One thousand, seven hundred spiritual stones. "
"Eighteen hundred spirit stones."
"One thousand nine hundred spiritual stones."
"Two thousand spiritual stones."
There was silence in the hall.
Only Liu Qingqing's voice continued to sound, "The guests in the private room No. 3 on the second floor bid two thousand spiritual stones. Is there any higher price than this?"
Mr. Mu sat in the chair, looking at the private room No. 3 on the second floor with confusion and anger. He didn't know who was in it? He didn't dare to speak rudely, but this red bead was called two thousand souls. Stone has exceeded his psychological budget.
He looked at Liu Qingqing on the stage asking everyone again and again if there was anyone who wanted to continue bidding. Finally, just like Shen Heizi, he lowered his head dejectedly and stopped looking at the red bead on the stage.
After Liu Qingqing called three times, she saw that no one in the private room in the hall made any more bids, so she raised a wooden hammer and knocked hard on the echo cabinet.
"Two thousand top-quality spiritual stones. The guests in the No. 3 private room bid for two thousand top-quality spiritual stones and captured this red bead that is rare to see in a century. Congratulations to the distinguished guests in the No. 3 private room."
In the private room No. 3, Ming Zhiyuan was pouring something in the empty teapot in the small stove that was lit again, while he glanced downstairs and said nothing.
On the side, Lan Yujun opened her mouth wide and stared at Ming Zhiyuan in shock. She had previously seen Ming Zhiyuan take out a jade bottle from his arms, pour a black pill into it, and then pour the tea from the teapot. Got it clean.
He kneaded the pills in his hands and added a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the plate on the long table, kneaded them together, divided them into ten parts, and placed them in a teapot to roast and shake continuously.
I also heard Ming Zhiyuan busy filling the teapot while he and Mr. Mu in the hall downstairs kept bidding for the red bead.
After Liu Qingqing at the booth said that Hongzhu belonged to the distinguished guest in the private room No. 3, she finally couldn't help it anymore.
"You...how can you...do you have so many spirit stones? If you can't afford the spirit stones, our deposit will be confiscated. Are you going to take a photo of the white jade vine?"
Ming Zhiyuan shook the teapot in his hand and said to Lan Yujun: "Don't worry, we should be able to afford it."
Opening the lid of the teapot and pouring out ten pills mixed with osmanthus cake, Ming Zhiyuan burst into laughter.
He took out the jade bottle from his arms and poured out a few pills inside, asked Lan Yujun to wrap it up in a handkerchief, and put it back in his arms.
He put the ten balls poured out of the teapot into a jade bottle, waved the jade bottle in front of Lan Yujun, and said, "Now we will have money."
There were three knocks on the door of the private room, two short and one long, very polite.
Ming Zhiyuan signaled Lan Yujun to open the door, and the boy walked in and said, "Dear guest, our shopkeeper is here. You can discuss what you just said with our shopkeeper."
Ming Zhiyuan nodded and saw the waiter go out again and bring in a short and fat middle-aged man. This man has a round face and a round figure. He has a Hexu smile on his face and even his eyes are squinting with smiles.
stand up.
"Two distinguished guests. My surname is Xiang, and my name is Xiang Donglai. I am the shopkeeper of Hongye Auction House. I heard that the two distinguished guests had something to entrust me to auction, so I came quickly. I didn't know that the mistress who was serving the two distinguished guests,
Have you made it clear to these two distinguished guests about our auction house’s rules?”
Ming Zhiyuan nodded, motioned for him to sit down, and said, "I know, I'll take one out of 100%."
He nodded to the shopkeeper with a smile and said: "Yes, yes, since your distinguished guest knows the rules of our auction house, it's good. I wonder what treasures your guest entrusted us to auction? We have a master appraiser sitting in the hall, who can join you.
Check it out."
Ming Zhiyuan took out the jade bottle that he had just stuffed into his arms. He felt that there was still some residual warmth on the jade bottle, so he didn't hand it to the shopkeeper Xiang. He took an unused tea cup and poured a ball into it.
, the elixir with sweet-scented osmanthus cake emitted a medicinal smell as soon as it was placed in the tea cup, and this medicinal smell also contained a sweet scent.
I picked up the tea cup and looked at it for a long time, and then sniffed it for a while, but I still couldn't figure out what it was?
He put down the tea cup, looked at Ming Zhiyuan doubtfully, and said, "Dear guest, I'm sorry for my blindness, but this one is..."
"Restore Pill, one Restoration Pill can cure serious diseases and old injuries in the Dantian of warriors. Ten Restoration Pills can also help a warrior whose Dantian has been damaged long ago and can no longer make progress in martial arts to repair his Dantian, so that he can continue to practice.
.”
Shopkeeper Xiang's face instantly turned pale after he heard Ming Zhiyuan explain the usefulness of this elixir.
"Dear guest, are you saying...this...this elixir is a panacea for healing a warrior's internal injuries?"
"One pill can only cure ordinary old Dantian diseases. As long as the Dantian is not broken and cannot be repaired, ten pills can repair the damage to the Dantian that makes it impossible to continue practicing martial arts."
Ming Zhiyuan looked at Shopkeeper Xiang and explained it carefully again with a calm expression.
Shopkeeper Xiang's face changed from pale to red again, "Dear guest, this is no joke. Is there such a pill in Lingding Continent?"
Ming Zhiyuan exhaled from his nose impatiently, picked up the pill and said: "I can give you a trial medicine. You can find someone with an old disease in the Dantian and take this pill. Within half an hour,
It will be effective.”
Shopkeeper Xiang's face turned even redder, "Try the medicine? Can you try the medicine? Can you really try the medicine?"
Ming Zhiyuan looked at him and nodded.
Shopkeeper Xiang's thick chest rose and fell rapidly. He looked at the pills in the teacup, then glanced at Ming Zhiyuan and Lan Yujun, stood up, cupped his hands and said, "This thing, ah no, is this kind of pill."
The medicine is so shocking that I, a shopkeeper, can’t tell the difference and I can’t make the final decision. However, I can call the owner right away. It won’t take long. Over a cup of tea, how about I invite our owner to discuss it with the distinguished guest?”
Ming Zhiyuan nodded, "Go, hurry up, I still have to take pictures."
He bent down hard towards the shopkeeper's fat body, saluted Ming Zhiyuan, and hurried out of the private room.
The young man named Xiaosanzi also stood at the door of the private room tremblingly, looking intently at the elixir in the tea cup on the long table.
Ming Zhiyuan did not put away the pills. He continued to look at the booth below, where Liu Qingqing was auctioning five arm-length two-leaf bispermum from the deep sea.
This kind of bispermum is for women. You only need to cut a piece of bispermum as long as a finger, boil it with a few medicinal materials and take it. It can beautify the face and whiten the skin.
Ming Zhiyuan had no idea about this thing, but Lan Yujun's eyes lit up after seeing it.
She looked at the people below and started bidding, then turned back to look at Ming Zhiyuan. When she saw the boy still standing at the door of the private room, she kicked him out and closed the door of the private room.
Then he whispered to Ming Zhiyuan: "The balls you made from the sweet-scented osmanthus cake have such magical effects?"
Ming Zhiyuan patted her head and said: "The balls made of sweet-scented osmanthus cake are elixirs. Adding sweet-scented osmanthus cake is for better curative effect. What do you know?"
Lan Yujun rolled her eyes at him and said, "Just lie to me. If you make and sell them now, and if someone finds out that you are a fake, I will follow you and suffer the consequences. I don't care, my father is the lord of Senlan City, even if they
Knowing that I am following you to lie and deceive people, they will only deal with you. Just in time, they will definitely notify my father that my father is here. Just a few words and I can go home, hehehe."
Ming Zhiyuan imitated Lan Yujun and rolled his eyes at her, saying: "Just dream, even if I am discovered, there are still two Martial Lords waiting outside. If you dare to talk nonsense, let them go first."
Go to Senlan City and kill your father. Don’t forget, we have flying monsters and several gunpowder jars. You have seen the power of gunpowder jars. As long as the monsters fly above the main palace of Senlan City, they will sleep with your father.
If you throw a few pills into the house, even if your father is a peak martial artist, he won't be able to escape."
Lan Yujun's face changed, and he immediately became angry, "When did I talk nonsense? I'm afraid that you won't be able to deceive others, but you will be discovered, and you will scare me if you come or not. Why are you so bad?"
Ming Zhiyuan turned his head and ignored her, looking at the two green fairy grasses below that had received two million silver notes.