Thinking of this, Cheng Yan looked at the screen with some excitement, and was shocked to find that the asking price on it had already reached 500,000.
Cheng Yan, who is actually poor on the surface, said: "..."
Ye Chuzhi, who knew that Cheng Yan was poor on the surface but was actually poor, and that he was also poor himself: "..."
Because Qiao Yu was not in the car when they had a conversation about "no money", so he didn't know the inside story.
Seeing that the two people said they wanted to buy this jade beard, but no one made any move, he couldn't help but urge: "What's going on? Hurry up! Didn't you say you want to bid?"
"This..." Cheng Yan really didn't have any money in his pocket, but he didn't want to "show his cowardice" in front of Qiao Yu, a rich second generation.
But for him, the temptation to break through the bottleneck was too great!
He gritted his teeth and mentally calculated how much his house in the Imperial Capital could be sold for. Cruelly, he pressed the bidder in his hand and entered "55".
"Okay! Now the guest in Box 4 has made a debut of 550,000. Is there a higher price?"
The price suddenly increased by 50,000 yuan. The host was very happy and raised his voice.
The person who shouted 500,000 before was a guest in the scattered seats, and the seat number was No. 6.
After hearing that Cheng Yan paid 550,000 yuan, he pressed the meter to 600,000 yuan without thinking.
"Okay, now the price of the guest in seat 6 has reached 600,000, is there any more?" the host asked.
The house only had a down payment. If it were sold now, it could be sold for up to 1.2 million. After Cheng Yan hesitated, he carefully added another 10,000.
"The guest in box four bids 610,000!"
According to past experience, the host already knew that the items in this auction had entered the bidding stage, so he was not in a hurry and just talked about the price slowly.
Originally, everyone thought that the bidding this time was between the guests in Box 4 and 6. Who knew that at this moment, a sign with No. 73 was suddenly raised and he said lazily: "620,000."
Cheng Yan and Ye Chuzhi couldn't help being stunned.
This person didn't increase the price before, but now he suddenly comes out and makes a cross. What's going on
Qi Ziyu over there gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it! With that kid's bitch character, he wouldn't leave so easily. So he was waiting for me here?"
"What do you mean?" Qiao Yu frowned, "Is that No. 73 the Hao Jiancheng just now?"
"Who says it isn't?"
Qi Ziyu said dejectedly: "Apart from him, who else is so mean? Damn, 73... It's hard to get a number..."
Listening to his words, Ye Chuzhi was stunned for a moment, and then realized -
There is a folk saying that 73 and 84 are both hurdles, and most old people die at this age!
This Qi Ziyu... these can all be connected together. Isn't this too naughty
Over there, Cheng Yan saw two competitors appearing, and his expression became serious. With a sullen face, he added another ten thousand.
In this way, Cheng Yan, Guest No. 6, and Hao Jiancheng began a round of bidding bit by bit!
Among them, Guest No. 6 would always call for an integer such as 650,000 or 700,000. Cheng Yan would add 10,000 to his bid, and Hao Jiancheng would be so mean every time. Cheng Yan’s price plus 10,000…
Soon, customer No. 6 raised the price to 1.2 million. Although Cheng Yan was unwilling to give up, he had no choice but to give up because he had no money in his hands, watching helplessly as his chance to break through the calm slipped away...
What's even more annoying is that when Hao Jiancheng saw that he didn't bid, he stopped bidding himself!
Seeing that both of them stopped bidding, Qi Ziyu became anxious beside him: "What's wrong? Why don't you bid anymore?"
After the previous drawing incident, he vaguely guessed that Cheng Yan was not an ordinary person. He had just confirmed the identity of the other practitioner, and he wanted to please him even more!
After all, although this Cheng Yan doesn't look as good as Ye Chuzhi, he is still a master who can see that there is something wrong with the drawings! !
At this time, seeing that Cheng Yan had given up bidding on the Yushu grass that he obviously needed very much, he also knew in his heart that the other party probably didn't have enough money, so he didn't care about Cheng Yan's answer and grabbed it before the host dropped the hammer. The adder pressed the number "130".
Cheng Yan didn't expect Qi Ziyu to behave like this.
He was stunned for a moment, then said: "Mr. Qi, what are you doing?"
"Don't say anything else." Qi Ziyu said generously, "Mr. Cheng, you are Master Ye's friend, that is, my friend. This jade beard grass is a gift from me to my friend!"
The implication is that the 1.2 million yuan didn't need to be spent, he took care of it all!
"How can that be done!" Cheng Yan frowned.
Don't be in a hurry to practice. At this moment, if you accept the other party's things, you will be involved in the cause and effect!
What practitioners like them fear most is getting involved in karma!
Therefore, he stood up, gave a solemn salute to Qi Ziyu, and said: "Mr. Qi, I appreciate your kindness, but I can't have this thing. Please forgive me."
Seeing his reaction, Qi Ziyu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Seeing this, Ye Chuzhi said: "Okay, Brother Qi, we appreciate your kindness."
He saw that the price of jade bean sprouts at the auction had been increased to 1.4 million. He sighed and said, "It's just that what practitioners pay attention to is fate. For some things, forcing fate to the point of not necessarily bringing good results. It's better to let nature take its course. It’s better.”
With his words, the embarrassment on Qi Ziyu's face eased a lot.
What made him even more happy was that he once again changed from "Mr. Qi" to "Brother Qi" in Ye Chuzhi's mouth. Doesn't this also mean that the other party will no longer care about him because of his previous recklessness? And angry
If this is the case, there might be a chance for him to accompany her to the construction site of the beach house after the auction...
After comforting Qi Ziyu, Ye Chuzhi turned his head again and whispered to Cheng Yan: "That jade beard grass, do you really not want it?"
Cheng Yan sighed and said: "It's not that I don't want to... After all, Brother Daoist Ye, you said it can improve your skills! To be honest, my current cultivation has reached a bottleneck. With this jade beard grass, I can take a step forward." , how could I not want it?”