"Forty thousand taels!"
The warrior with a ferocious expression directly added five thousand taels of gold, which shows that he is determined to win this Qingyuan Palm cheat book.
"Damn it, I only have 38,000 taels of money in my whole body, and there is still a shortfall of two thousand taels. Whoever lends it to me will pay back double in the future." Someone borrowed money from the warrior next to him.
"We don't care about two thousand taels of gold, but if we meet a good one later, what will we do if we don't have enough gold, so we don't care about it."
"That's right. The small auction is held every six months. If you miss this time, you will have to wait another six months. How can you borrow it!"
At this time, no martial artist is willing to borrow silver at all. After all, they have only about 50,000 taels of gold in their entire body.
In the end, the secret book of Qingyuan Palm fell into the hands of the vicious warrior with 40,000 taels of gold.
"The second item, three sets of low-grade spirit stones, each set of one hundred yuan, will be auctioned separately. The starting price of each set is 20,000 taels of gold, and each increase should not be less than 1,000 taels. Let's start."
The gold-encrusted wooden plate was put up, and the old man in yellow threw off the silk and said loudly.
"What, auction low-grade spirit stones, I haven't used low-grade spirit stones for a long time, this time I must auction a group."
"With low-grade spirit stones, I might be able to advance to the late stage of Condensed Realm in a short period of time. The value is immeasurable!"
"One hundred low-grade spirit stones is enough for me to use for more than a year."
Off the field, the unaffiliated warriors went crazy, breathing faster, staring at the low-grade spirit stone on the actual auction stage with red eyes, wishing to go up and snatch it away immediately.
"Twenty-two thousand taels of gold!"
"Twenty-five thousand taels!"
"Twenty-eight thousand taels!"
"Thirty thousand taels!"
The bids for the first group of low-grade spirit stones rose sharply, and the old man in yellow standing on the stage smiled. The higher the bid for the auction item, the more stable his position and the more salary he would get.
After a while, the first group of low-grade spirit stones was bought by an ugly-looking warrior for 35,000 taels of gold.
The bidding for the second group of low-grade spirit stones then began.
Perhaps because of the lack of one group, some warriors who were on the sidelines couldn't help it, and resolutely joined the ranks of bidding, making the price of the second group of low-grade spirit stones quickly exceed the first group, reaching 38,000 taels Gold was photographed by a middle-aged warrior.
When it was the turn of the third group, the scene was completely heated. The fighters who had not captured the low-grade spirit stones before desperately invested all their wealth in it, vowing to capture the last group of low-grade spirit stones.
In the private room.
Ye Chen was also surprised. He thought that the price of a low-grade spirit stone could reach two hundred and fifty taels of gold, but he never expected it to be nearly four hundred taels. Are more than 10,000 low-grade spirit stones worth four million taels of gold!
"One time for 40,000 taels of gold, two times for 40,000 taels of gold, and three times for 40,000 taels of gold. The deal is made. Congratulations to this warrior." The third group of low-grade spirit stone auctions ended, and the old man in yellow breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the low-grade spirit stones Very tight! It's a pity that the minimum auction price of the Northwest Auction Market has to reach 20,000 taels of gold, otherwise they can be disassembled and made into groups of ten. not hesitate.
After the three sets of low-grade spirit stones were all delivered to the buyer, the old man in yellow cleared his throat and said loudly, "The next thing is the third item, the ancient half sword."
Swish!
The silk was lifted, and the upper half of the sword appeared in front of everyone. Perhaps it was too dilapidated and ancient. The sword was still dim and unremarkable under the crystal light.
"Fuck, what the hell, what is this?"
"Half the sword body, even if it was originally a middle-grade treasure, it's worthless! Who will bid for it?"
"Look! Maybe there is Xuanxu in it."
Everyone couldn't see why, and their eyes fell on the old man in yellow, wanting to hear his introduction.
The old man in yellow had been prepared for a long time, reached out to pick up the half of the sword, and said: "After the appraisal of the treasure appraisal experts in this auction house, the history of this half of the sword has reached 500 years, that is to say, this is a sword with 500 years of history. In addition, it was probably a high-grade sword five hundred years ago, but for unknown reasons, it was broken by someone and lost its spirituality."
"500-year-old antiquities, high-grade swords!"
"Tsk tsk, it's such a pity. If it is intact, some heroes from Tianfeng Kingdom and even Nanzhuoyu will definitely come to fight for it."
"Broken top-grade sword, lost spirituality, what do you buy it for?"
"Maybe some antique collectors will bid, but we have nothing to do anyway!"
"Well, let's just watch from the sidelines! Look at this junk."
Hearing the remarks off the field, the old man in yellow smiled wryly in his heart. This half of the sword blade is indeed useless, and it is only a gimmick with a history of 500 years. I hope it can be auctioned for a good price! Of course, there is no other way if you can’t shoot. The previous two rounds of campaigns have been done, and it depends on whether you live or die.
"Is this the other half of the broken sword?" In the private room, Ye Chen's eyes gleamed, and he stared at the half of the sword on the stone auction stage without blinking.
This half of the sword is also dull, the width is the same as the broken sword I bought at Jiudingxuan, and even the crack is basically the same, only the middle piece is missing. If there is no accident, the two are one, because of various reasons Separated into two places.
"The bidding starts now. The starting price is 20,000 taels of gold, and each increase should not be less than 1,000 taels." The old man in yellow looked around, took a deep breath and said loudly.
There was a moment of silence.
"I pay 21,000 taels!" The person who spoke was an old man in his seventies, with a gray beard and a stiff black robe.
Someone recognized the identity of the old man. This person is one of the most famous antique collectors in Wangyou City. He likes to buy some weird things and keep them at home for his own viewing. Others will not give them to them if they want to see them, even his own family members are no exception. , known as old-fashioned.
In the private room, Ye Chen was not in a hurry to bid, he had to hold his breath, otherwise, if he stormed up as soon as he came up, it would easily arouse others' suspicion.
The field was quiet, and no one followed the price.
The old man in yellow knew that it was time to liven up the atmosphere, "Twenty-one thousand taels of gold, who can offer a higher price, don't forget, this half of the sword body may be a fragment of a high-grade sword, even if the spirit is lost, it may be able to What useful things can be found in it, not to mention that it still has a history of 500 years, it really has a long history!"
The field is still quiet.
At this time, Ye Chen raised the sign in his hand, "Twenty-two thousand taels!"
"Okay, someone has raised the fare. If there is someone else who has the vision to raise the price, don't miss this opportunity." The old man in yellow excitedly said.
"Thirty thousand taels." This time it was not the old collector who followed the price, but Ou Yangming from the third private room next door.
Tang Manlou asked doubtfully, "Brother Ouyang, is this half of the sword important?"
Ouyang Ming said lightly: "It's nothing, it's good to buy it back and keep it, anyway, this little money is nothing."