After Ouyang Lei's words, Luo Xiao suddenly realized that he hadn't imagined this in the past, but now it makes sense to recall what the brother said. Zijin Pavilion is not an old hen who lays golden eggs, nor is it a machine for making money. Although the ancient warriors in Zijin Pavilion are powerful, they can only think of other ways of the source of money.
And to take out one-tenth of the resources to make money, this is indeed a convenient and quick way to collect money.
"The second item will be auctioned below. The top-grade chalcedony is 30 yuan, and the reserve price is 100 million. Each bidding should not be less than 5 million. Now we will start bidding." Fu Bo still has the kindness with a smile on his face.
As soon as his words fell, someone directly quoted 120 million yuan.
Luo Xiao's heart moved, but he didn't rush to make an offer, because he knew that this was just the beginning, and it was estimated that many people would participate in it soon. effect.
Sure enough, the middle-aged man's words fell for less than five minutes, and the quotations continued to sound. It was until 170 million that some people stopped bidding.
"Two hundred million." Wang Mingyang's voice was very high, and his tone revealed arrogance and arrogance. He glanced around with contemptuous eyes, and finally stopped his eyes on Luo Xiao. He is now envious, jealous, and hateful towards Luo Xiao. If you know that Ji Mei is a stunning beauty, even compared to the "goddess" Cai Wei in his mind, it is not too much.
The two high prices were actually made deliberately by him. With a provocative look in his eyes, he wanted to make Luo Xiao embarrassed and let that stunning beauty understand that he was a rich, powerful and promising young man.
"Two hundred and ten million." Luo Xiao cried in a deep voice. He was extremely unhappy with Wang Mingyang's provocative expression. He secretly transferred the opponent's good luck index directly, the value became 0, and the bad luck value was even greater. It was to increase him to the maximum he could bear. With a cold snort, Luo Xiao sternly gestured a middle finger to Wang Mingyang who was looking at him in the eyes of the surrounding people.
"Two hundred fifty million."
The quotation was not Wang Mingyang, but a shameless young man. He sat alone in the left corner of the last row, with long hair covering half of his face. Luo Xiao had just carefully observed this when he came in. The young man who looked a little weird found a long scar on his left neck that made his eyelids jump.
"Two hundred and sixty million." Wang Mingyang was making the offer this time. He didn't even look at the long-haired young man at this time. His eyes were cold, and he turned his head slightly and glanced at Luo Xiao intentionally or unintentionally.
"Three hundred million." Luo Xiao snorted coldly and directly increased forty million. He had already seen Wang Mingyang's sneer at the corner of his mouth. He must have gotten it, so Luo Xiao wouldn't mind giving a sharp increase in price, since this guy named Wang Mingyang If you want to play, why not use this idiot yourself.
A full minute after Luo Xiao made the offer, the long-haired young man cried out in a deep voice: "Three hundred and ten million."
Luo Xiao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, leaned over his body towards Ouyang Lei, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, how much does it cost for these 30 pieces of high-grade chalcedony in the Zijin Pavilion shop?"
Ouyang Lei didn’t know Luo Xiao’s thoughts, and a voice appeared in Luo Xiao’s ears, “Two hundred and eighty million, and a maximum of two hundred and eighty million is needed. If the master buys it, it will be eight o’clock. 20% off."
The corner of Luo Xiao's mouth "showed" a smile, and he did not bid again. Since the bid price exceeds the price in the Zijin Pavilion shop, he will not waste the money in vain.
"Three hundred and twenty million." Wang Mingyang was determined to give Luo Xiao a good look this time, and his expression turned pale after a while, he called out. He came to participate in the auction this time and brought a total of 500 million RMB with him, which is also all his assets. In Southeast Asia, although his family is quite powerful, he is not the first heir, and he is not the most important training object of the family, so he can't spend more money.
In Wang Mingyang's mind, he has 500 million RMB. Although he is not the richest person on the scene, he should be able to take a lot of things! But when he got the list of the first batch of auctions, he was stunned, and he secretly criticized the organizers of the auction for being dark, why are these things so valuable
However, even if the price is expensive, Wang Mingyang, a person with mediocre cultivating qualifications, has only cultivated to the intermediate realm of ordinary warriors. This time he was able to get the invitation to participate in the auction. He was accidentally seen at the father's house and secretly "snatched" "Touched" to Shun out.
Before coming, although he was full of confidence and was able to make a splash at the auction, but the sex was not too big, but the arrival of the stunning beauty made him feel very spirited. Wang Mingyang likes money and being in the limelight, but he likes women more. In these years, since his little brother has reached maturity, he has been indulging in the flowers, and the three thousand princes have always been honored by the romantic. This time I saw Ji Mei, how can he pay? Moving well, the love for the limelight in my heart, and the desire to compare Luo Xiao with it, are full of thoughts.
As everyone knows, he has been secretly scolded as an "idiot", "innocent", and "two goods" among all knowledgeable people at this time.
In the end, Wang Mingyang bought 30 pieces of high-grade chalcedony at a price of 320 million yuan. In general, he suffered a small loss.
After Wang Mingyang paid the bill, Uncle Fu smiled and said: "This little brother is very strong! The old man wishes you a lot of gains here. Let's hold the auction of the third item, purple bamboo marrow, ten bottles, with a reserve price of 100 million. Twenty million. The bidding begins."
Luo Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, purple bamboo marrow, the first miraculous "medicine" he obtained after practicing, made himself an ancient warrior. There are ten bottles here, but the price is only 120 million. Luo Xiao's heart moved and he had to take it down. Some people around him hadn't practiced. Although they didn't know if they could become ancient martial artists, they had to try it. Especially for Brother Dazhu, he was very hardworking. If he could cultivate, it would be a big happy event. He quickly raised his hand and Luo Xiao directly shouted, "Two hundred million."
Hundreds of guests in the auction venue twitched their mouths and looked at Chao Luo Xiao without exception. At the beginning of the auction today, these young people caused a mess of "chaos", which made everyone around him feel like a mess. Full of unhappiness.
But most people also know that these ten bottles of purple bamboo marrow are not only worth this amount of money. If a bottle is auctioned separately, it is estimated that even if it is not sold for hundreds of millions, it is not much worse!
"Three hundred million." A seemingly elderly old man said in a deep voice.
"Three hundred and fifty million." Another middle-aged shouted.
"Three hundred and eighty million." This time the offer was made by a middle-aged woman.
Luo Xiao's brows jumped, and a sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth. Seeing his senior brother Ouyang Lei made a gesture to himself, he immediately shouted: "Five hundred million."
The bidding stopped abruptly, and everyone turned to look at Luo Xiao. For this young man, everyone was really dissatisfied this time. One of the middle-aged people even murmured angrily: "This is an auction, not a junior." Damn it, this time it will cost a lot of wrong money!"
Luo Xiao followed the murmur and found that the other party turned out to be an innate powerhouse.
"Six hundred million." the long-haired young man in the back corner cried.
A weird feeling rose in Luo Xiao's heart. There are so many rich people in this auction venue. This low-key young man named Du Qifeng has a high-level cultivation level. Although he has not reached the acquired realm, he is only one step away from the acquired. remote.
"Seven billion." Luo Xiao cried in a deep voice.
The auction venue was silent. Many people were not moneyless, but money was not a trick. In the end, Luo Xiao got ten bottles of purple bamboo marrow for 700 million.
No one noticed that a trace of terror flashed in Wang Mingyang's eyes. At this time, he finally knew that the man next to the beautiful woman was so rich. Thinking of the provocative action he had just made with the other party, he suddenly felt hot on his face. The scorching heat. This person, he was lost.
The auction has been through fierce competition. Next, Luo Xiao was a big deal of gold and silver. He spent 460 million US dollars and bought ten Qi-making pills, five Tuo Shen Dan, and three. Body-building pill, a classic practice of one's own method.
Uncle Fu, who presided over the auction, looked at Luo Xiao with a weird look at this time, and his smile was even more kind. After all, Luo Xiao is his big rich man.
"The last item of the first batch of items will be auctioned below, with a drop of Qilin blood, with a reserve price of 300 million yuan. Each time the next bid is not less than 50 million yuan, the bidding will begin."
As soon as Fubo’s words fell, hundreds of people below started talking, but no one quoted immediately. Everyone knows that this unicorn blood is a good thing, and it’s even better for the strong in the innate realm. The best treasure.
It took three full minutes before a middle-aged woman called out: "400 million."
"450 million..."
"Five hundred million..."
"Six hundred million..."
"Eight billion..."
Someone started, and the bidders kept bidding one by one. The auction price of unicorn blood skyrocketed at a staggering price. Soon, the price stopped at 1.4 billion, and the last bidding price was It's the old man who has passed away and is full of excitement.
Luo Xiao never said anything, but the two brothers Ouyang Lei and Ji Mei each quoted the price, but unfortunately the price of this drop of unicorn blood rose too fast, so the two of them did not continue to bid in the end.
Luo Xiao glanced at Ouyang Lei thoughtfully, thinking silently in his heart: Brother is very good to him, and he can worship under the Zijin Pavilion, it is all his credit, and now he has six hundred and fifty million left. U.S. dollars is more than enough to buy this unicorn blood.
"1.5 billion." Luo Xiao cried in a deep voice.
Suddenly, the whole venue was silent. Everyone who was present today knew that this young man was extremely rich. He didn't participate in the bidding from beginning to end, and thought that his funds were finally squandered. Unexpectedly, he jumped out at this time. 1.5 billion, darling, many people are secretly guessing that this guy is the child of the richest man in the world. Does he dare to think that a billion is not money in his eyes
Some flexible-minded people silently calculated the amount of money Luo Xiao spent the entire game, and finally laughed bitterly. This young man, in just over two hours, spent three to four billion dollars.