While the two were chatting, Lan Yujun was only looking at the auction in the hall below.
Yun Ye has been extremely respectful and has been making tea and bringing water to the two of them, taking care of them even more thoughtfully than the servants.
After another moment of burning incense, several people felt the floor shaking again, and the heavy footsteps sounded in the corridor again. Following the footsteps, they approached the door of the private room and looked at the shopkeeper's round, fat face.
Appeared again.
He smiled so hard that the flesh on his fat face was squeezed together, and his eyes were narrowed by the fat. Sweat was still flowing on his cheeks. After he walked in with difficulty, he pulled him from behind.
A man in his thirties came out.
"My boss, Mr. You, I have brought someone here."
With that said, Xiang shopkeeper pushed the man forward, and the man walked into the private room. As soon as he saw Weixing Yao, he immediately made a big salute, knelt on his knees and put his hands on the floor, "Chengjie has met my boss.
"
Wei Dongjia nodded and said: "Get up." Then he turned to Ming Zhiyuan and said: "Young Master, do you think he has internal injuries in his dantian?"
Ming Zhiyuan checked the man's pulse again and confirmed: "This means that the Dantian is injured."
Weixingyao immediately picked up the elixir in the teacup and handed it to Chengjie, saying, "Here, take this elixir. Then circulate your spiritual energy to activate the elixir and see if the Dantian improves."
"Yes." Chengjie responded, took the elixir, without looking at it, stuffed it into his mouth, tilted his neck, and swallowed the elixir mixed with osmanthus cake without using any water.
Immediately, Shopkeeper Xiang next to him took out a top-quality spiritual stone and handed it to Chengjie, saying: "Just practice here, don't go out."
Chengjie was very obedient, took the spiritual stone, immediately walked aside, sat down against the wall, and began to absorb spiritual energy and practice.
Ming Zhiyuan didn't look at the man, and turned to ask Weixing Yao, "Dong Wei, do you still have a treasure like Da Hongzhu in your bank?"
Satellite Yao quickly replied, "There are still some ordinary small red beads, like the one the young master just photographed, such a big red bead, even my Hongye Auction House only has this one.
This is what Xihai City sent for auction. If you still want such a big red bead, I can send people to Xihai City and offer a reward to the sea people according to the size of this one, so that they can go to the deep sea to collect it.
But this thing also depends on luck. If you are lucky, maybe someone from the sea will be able to collect it in a short time. If you are not lucky, maybe you won’t be able to find one for another hundred or ten years."
"Oh, that's it." Ming Zhiyuan nodded with some disappointment, and then looked at the auction below. The two Bixiancao had been bought for seven million taels of silver.
At this time, what Liu Qingqing was holding was a pill prepared by a well-known doctor in a high-end herbal medicine shop in Liuye City. It was said to be called Shiquan Dabu Pill, which could prolong life and lighten the body.
Fit baby.
The starting price is one hundred spirit stones and one million taels of silver notes. Now someone has bid for it, and the price has been three million taels of silver notes.
Liu Qingqing said the efficacy of this elixir was astonishing, and all she had to do was convince him that taking one would extend his life by a hundred years.
Those who buy this kind of elixir are all wealthy people who cannot practice martial arts. Rich people cannot practice martial arts. They cannot use martial arts to strengthen their bodies and extend their lives. They can only rely on medicine to replenish their health.
Warriors have no need for such things. Warriors practice martial arts themselves, and the spiritual energy flowing throughout the body can make the body healthy and difficult to get sick. Naturally, the life span is much longer than that of ordinary people who cannot practice.
The pill in Liu Qingqing's hand was about the size of a pigeon egg. Under the candlelight, it was just a ball of dark pills. Ming Zhiyuan didn't know whether it was because he was too far away and couldn't smell the smell of the pill, or whether it was this
The elixir has no medicinal smell, and it is impossible to tell what medicinal materials the elixir is made from.
After several rounds of bidding, the elixir was finally sold to a gray-haired old man for three million taels in silver notes.
Then, another woman wearing translucent gauze clothes pushed a wooden cart to the middle of the booth.
On the wooden cart was an object covered with red silk cloth. Ming Zhiyuan looked at the shape covered with red silk cloth and was a little surprised for a moment. This shape looked like an alchemy furnace?
I saw Liu gently walking to the wooden cart and uncovering the red silk cloth, revealing a three-legged copper sand alchemy furnace underneath.
Ming Zhiyuan's eyes widened in an instant. The alchemy furnace was completely purplish red, reflecting wisps of bright light under the candlelight. As Liu gently opened the top cover of the alchemy furnace, Ming Zhiyuan could smell a trace of it keenly.
There is a slight medicinal smell.
This is actually an alchemy furnace that has been used countless times?
It can be seen that the whole body of the alchemy furnace is smooth, and the raised patterns on the surface are somewhat faded by rubbing. The three legs of the alchemy furnace show a purple-black color due to being burned by fire all year round. The ears on both sides of the alchemy furnace are also as smooth as
Jade, the top cover that Liu gently held in his hand was opened towards everyone, and the inside of the top cover also showed a green-black color.
Ming Zhiyuan was a little stunned for a moment. There was no alchemy sect in Lingding Continent, only a family of doctors. How could there be such an alchemy furnace that seemed to have been used for countless years and was often used by alchemists?
If I had known that doctors could use a casserole to prepare pills, but using an alchemy furnace to make pills, doctors would have to open the top and make pills by hand, which is not as convenient as using a casserole.
Therefore, ordinary doctors rarely use alchemy furnaces to make pills.
Moreover, it seems that this alchemy furnace is not used as a decoration by those people. It has clearly been used countless times, and it may have been used by more than one generation.
This alchemy furnace has a simple shape and a very rare pattern. Maybe it is a top-quality alchemy furnace that has been used to refine elixirs for countless generations and has been passed down.
An alchemy furnace, a must-have item for alchemists, does not mean that the newer the better. Often this kind of alchemy furnace has been used countless times, countless people have refined elixirs, and has been passed down for countless generations. It itself has been refined too many times.
The reason for the elixir is that it will produce a characteristic that naturally harmonizes the medicinal properties of medicinal materials.
This is why the alchemists at Saintess Mountain often only pass on the alchemy furnaces they have used throughout their lives to their most proud disciples.
A good alchemy furnace plays an important role in improving the success rate of refining elixirs and improving the medicinal properties of elixirs.
Looking at the alchemy furnace below that had been passed down for countless generations, Ming Zhiyuan's eyes showed an unprecedented eagerness.
He wants this alchemy furnace. With this alchemy furnace, his chances of achieving enlightenment with elixirs will be slightly improved in the future.
Although Master Nan Junyi also said that he would pass on to himself the alchemy furnace that he had used all his life, but the master's alchemy furnace was only an alchemy furnace that the master had used for only forty or fifty years. How could it compare to this one?
What about the copper sand alchemy furnace that has been refined tens of thousands of times and passed down through many generations?
Weixingyao had been watching the expression on Ming Zhiyuan's face with keen eyes since Liu gently uncovered the red silk covering the alchemy furnace.
When he saw the extremely longing look in Ming Zhiyuan's eyes, he said to himself, "It seems right, this is indeed the descendant of the miraculous doctor City Lord more than a thousand years ago. Otherwise, it wouldn't be right."
The things left behind in the City of Miracle Doctors reveal such an unconcealable desire."
Liu Qingqing's soft yet loud voice was heard, "Dear nobles, this is a copper alchemy furnace. It is said that it comes from the long-dead Miracle Medical City.
Thousands of years ago, the City of Miracle Doctor was besieged by major cities in Lingding Continent. After the Lord of Miracle Doctor led his entire clan to self-immolate in anger, it was unknown who got the copper alchemy furnace that the Lord of Miracle Doctor loved most, or how many hands it had passed through in the past thousand years.
Passed through.
A few days ago, a nobleman from Gannan City sent it to this auction house to find a close friend for this ancient alchemy furnace that has been wandering around for thousands of years. I wonder if any of the medical families here are interested?
Although the lineage of the miracle doctor has been cut off, such an alchemy furnace has also witnessed the miraculous alchemy skills of the city lord of the miracle doctor.
It is said that the medicinal properties of various pills refined in this alchemy furnace will be more improved than those refined in other casseroles or other alchemy furnaces. Perhaps this is a symbol of the spirit of things."
After a lot of foreshadowing, Liu Qingqing finally mentioned the starting price of the alchemy furnace, "The starting price for this red copper alchemy furnace is one hundred spirit stones and one million taels of silver. Please bid."
After Liu Qingqing finished speaking, he looked at the crowd below. An old man in a green robe stood up, raised his hand and said, "One hundred and ten spiritual stones."
On the other side, there was another old man who glanced at the green-robed old man, cupped his hands and said, "Ten Thousand Doctors, I won't be polite to you anymore, one hundred and fifty spiritual stones."
The old man in green robe was not angry, he smiled and continued to bid: "One hundred and eighty spiritual stones."
"Two hundred spirit stones."
"Two hundred and twenty spiritual stones."
"Two hundred and forty spiritual stones."
"Two hundred and eighty spiritual stones"
...As the two old men began to bid, others in several corners of the hall also began to bid.
Ming Zhiyuan couldn't help scanning the people bidding.
On the side, Weixing Yao gave Ming Zhiyuan guidance: "The old man in green robe is the shopkeeper of Yiyangtang, the largest herbal medicine shop in Liuye City. His family is from a family of doctors, called Ma Yiyang, and he is also a man who often refines medicine pills.
He is an old doctor. The person who greeted Ma Yiyang is the shopkeeper of Guangkang Hall and comes from a family of doctors. The other bidders are also people from major drug stores. Those who took the pictures all have doctors in their families.
"
Ming Zhiyuan nodded and looked at the people below who kept bidding. Not everyone can use this alchemy furnace, and there were few people bidding. After several rounds of bidding, everyone else had stopped except Ma Yiyang from Yiyang Hall.
The shopkeeper of Guangkang Hall is still bidding against each other.
The price of the copper alchemy furnace has also reached the price of 500 spiritual stones.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at the shopkeeper of Yiyangtang as if he was determined to win, but the shopkeeper of Guangkangtang began to hesitate. Every time Ma Yiyang made a bid, he had to think about it before bidding again.
The price of the bid also increased from the initial ten or twenty spiritual stones to five spiritual stones.
After Ma Yiyang once again called out the price of eight hundred spiritual stones, the shopkeeper of Guangkang Hall hesitated several times and finally stopped.
Liu Qingqing stood tall and graceful on the stand, smiling and repeating the price Ma Yiyang called out for the last time, "Eight hundred spirit stones for the first time, eight hundred spirit stones for the second time..."
"A thousand spiritual stones."
Following this sudden bidding, everyone's eyes in the hall once again focused on the window of a private room on the second floor.
Ma Yiyang, who originally thought he had a chance to win, opened his eyes wide and looked at the window of the elegant room angrily, but he didn't know what he was thinking. He never bid again.