For something as precious as tiger bone tendons, it can almost be said that you can get it as long as you ask around. After all, there are only a few noble families in this city, so it is not difficult for those who want to get the news.
For this reason, Qi Kang returned to the inn in the evening.
"Master, this tiger bone tendon is only available at the auction house. I heard that it was acquired a while ago. There are several groups of people who want to buy it from the auction house, but the auction house doesn't seem to plan to auction it off."
Listening to Qi Kang's words, Feng Jiu nodded slightly: "Tiger bone tendons are made from the dried hind hoof tendons of an adult two-tusked Northwest tiger before they can be used as medicine. Because adult two-tusked Northwest tigers are hard to find, their tiger bone tendons are extremely precious. It's normal that they don't want to auction them off."
Fengjiu spoke slowly, holding her chin with one hand and playing with the teacup with the other, thinking for a moment.
Seeing this, Qi Kang said, "Since he doesn't dare to sell it, why don't I go to the auction house in the evening." In addition to restoring strength to the bones and muscles, the tiger bone tendon can also strengthen the body and tendons if it is made into medicine by an alchemist. Perhaps it is for this reason that the auction house is reluctant to put it up for auction.
If the tiger bone tendons were combined with other spiritual herbs to be refined into pills and then auctioned, the price would be much higher.
"No need, I can go there by myself tonight." Fengjiu said, waving her hand to signal him to leave.
When it was getting dark, she asked Fan Lin to prepare a medicinal bath for Xuanyuan Moze, and told them to take good care of the two children. She then went to the auction house under the cover of night.
At this moment, the auction house was filled with a solemn atmosphere. The air was filled with oppression, making the people below dare not even breathe.
The elder in charge of their auction house was actually carried back seriously injured. This was like a bolt from the blue to them, and they were so scared that their faces turned pale.
The chief steward was waiting by the elder's bed, taking care of him, not daring to make any mistakes. Outside the door, more than a dozen senior stewards of the auction were waiting. They looked at the tightly closed room with heavy hearts.
The elder was injured like this, if the higher-ups blamed them, wouldn't they also be in trouble? Since the elder was sent back, the chief steward had immediately sent a message to the higher-ups, but now no one has come down to deal with the matter. They are waiting here anxiously, not knowing what to do.
"Here it comes, here it comes..."
A manager ran in hurriedly and shouted. After he quickly entered the yard, he came to stand with the others. When the others heard his words, they also quickly stood up straight and looked at the gate of the yard.
Two old men in grey robes walked in with their hands behind their backs, and behind them followed eight restrained monks. As soon as they came in, the whole courtyard seemed to be instantly shrouded by a powerful pressure and aura, which made them lower their heads involuntarily and dare not look directly at them.
After hearing what was said outside, the steward inside hurried out to greet them. When he saw the two old men, he bent down, stepped forward, bowed respectfully to them, and then made a gesture of invitation, inviting them in.
The eight monks following behind did not go in, but just stood in the yard and watched quietly. They watched the door closed, blocking the view of the room inside, and then they withdrew their gaze.