Fortunately, the young master was not just looking at Gu Xijiu. He cast a long glance, as if he had scanned all the guests on the second floor, and then sat down slowly, waiting for the next piece of medicinal herbs to be auctioned. Bid.
The magic grass that Gu Xijiu was thinking about was finally brought to the table. Like other medicinal herbs, it was placed in a crystal box. The crystal was clear, and a crimson grass could be faintly seen inside.
This kind of grass is extremely rare, and the initial starting price was fifty thousand taels. This was an herb that Rong Chu was bound to get, so he simply increased the price for the second time to one hundred thousand taels.
The young master stopped following the other herbs when they reached one hundred thousand taels, but this time he was evil. As soon as Rong Chu finished speaking, he said slowly: "Add one more tael!"
Rong Chu gritted his teeth: "One hundred and fifty thousand taels!"
The young master said: "One hundred and fifty thousand and one tael."
"Two hundred thousand taels~!" Rong Chu simply added 50,000 to 50,000.
"Two hundred thousand and one tael." The young master's voice was still steady.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand taels!"
"Two hundred and fifty thousand and one tael."
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This is simply to cause trouble!
Rong Chu clenched his fingers and looked at the young master coldly. If eyes could kill, he would have died eight hundred times.
The saintess of Tianwen Sect beside him moved her lips slightly, as if she said something to Rong Chu. Rong Chu's eyes flashed and he continued to increase the price quietly.
The young master seemed to know that Rong Chu was bound to get the herb, so he kept raising the price without blinking an eye. In the bidding between the two people, the herb had already reached 800,000 yuan, which was a sky-high price!
Although the people present were all rich and well-informed tycoons, this was the first time they encountered this kind of bidding, and you could hear a pin drop in the hall.
"Eight hundred thousand and one tael." The young master waved the folding fan in his hand and glanced at Rong Chu upstairs with a smile, as if waiting for him to call out the price again.
Unexpectedly, Rong Chu's cool lips curled up slightly, glanced at him, sat down, and said calmly: "Since brother values this thing so much, I will not fight with you. This Magic Walking Grass belongs to you. Got it!"
The young master: "..."
Everyone: "..."
There are many people here who have a good relationship with Rong Chu. Some of them even knew that he came here specifically for this magic grass today. They didn't expect that he would give up so easily!
Everyone had been watching here for so long, and they all felt that this young master must have deliberately caused trouble for Rong Chu. He definitely had no intention of taking a picture of the grass. Now that Rong Chu suddenly stopped taking pictures, this young master was probably going to cry!
Eight hundred thousand taels of silver is enough for a high-class family to earn a lifetime income!
The young master seemed to be stunned for a moment, then he blinked and looked at Rong Chu upstairs, as if he wanted to throw the hot potato away again: "Sure enough, His Highness the Fourth Prince doesn't want to take pictures anymore? This herb is actually quite special and worth it. At this price, you will regret it if you don’t bid. Why don’t you add more? If you add one or two more, I won’t follow you... "
The more he said this, the more comfortable Rong Chu felt. He had been cheated out of hundreds of thousands of taels of silver by this bastard kid just now, and now he finally cheated this kid once too!
"A gentleman does not take away someone's love. Since you like it, I will naturally not fight with you anymore." Rong Chu's words were high-sounding.
"You really don't want to follow?"
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(End of chapter)