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Chapter 40 Sky-high transaction

From fifty gold coins to one hundred gold coins, Valen's big move surprised the merchants.

Everyone was a little silent, unable to see where Valen's bottom line was.

For a moment, no one dared to take action.

"One hundred gold coins for the first time!"

"A hundred gold coins for the second time!"

"The third time for one hundred gold coins!"

"make a deal!"

"Let us congratulate Mr. Valen for taking a pound of fine salt!"

Blanche's face turned red with excitement, one hundred gold coins! This was the first time she had seen so many gold coins in her lifetime!

"Smack!"

Zhang Feng took the lead in applauding. Although everyone didn't know what his action meant, they thought it was similar to congratulations, so they naturally subconsciously followed Zhang Feng to applaud.

It was at this moment that the businessmen reacted and slapped their thighs.

Missed calculations!

Was frightened by Valen!

Think about it now, if you buy one hundred gold coins for one pound of fine salt, you will definitely not lose money!

Because they had received the fine salt gifts from Zhang Feng before and tasted them personally, they knew that what the auctioneer said was true. The appearance and taste of this fine salt are not comparable to that of coarse salt now.

One hundred gold coins per pound of salt seems very expensive, but the same thing is said, different people have different purchasing power. Of course, no one will buy it if you sell it to a commoner, but if you sell it to a noble or even the royal family, you will definitely make a lot of money!

What do the royal family care about the most?

It's face!

And fine salt represents face! These are all shining gold coins!

"Congratulations to Mr. Valen!"

"Congratulations!"

"Good method of Lord Valen! Congratulations!"

The merchants were a little insincere and even regretted it. If they were given another chance, they would never give up the salt so easily!

"You're welcome, you're welcome!"

Valen smiled and when he saw so much salt, his budget was about one hundred gold coins. Now that he could win it smoothly, luck accounts for a large part.

"Congratulations!"

Brown also said congratulations. Although he and Valen are considered to be in a competitive relationship, among these people, the two have reached a strategic cooperation agreement on his relationship with Valen recently. The first time he did not compete with Valen, and the second time Valen did not take action.

Brown doesn't believe that Zhang Feng only has such a bid.

Sure enough, after the transaction on the spot, the etiquette lady brought up a wooden pallet covered with red cloth.

Everyone calmed down again, and even Valen, who promised not to take action for the second time, showed anticipated gaze.

The first time it was a treasure like salt, but how could it be worse for the second time?

"Let's invite a second bid, it's - fine salt!"

Blanche carefully lifted the red cloth, and three small bowls were placed in shape, and the snow-white salt in the bowl shone under the sunlight.

"There is actually fine salt!"

The merchants were stunned for a moment and were instantly excited!

The first time I was completely because I didn’t seize the opportunity and was frightened by Valen. This second time, I would never give up!

Brown's eyes lit up, and this time Valen promised not to take action. However, looking at the businessmen next to him with their eyes shining, Brown felt that the competition might be even more intense this time!

"One pound of fine salt, starting price - ten gold coins!"

As soon as Blanche finished speaking, Brown immediately spoke.

"One hundred gold coins!"

The first price increase is ten times more!

Jing, the scene was quiet for three seconds, and then the discussion burst out with a loud bang.

"Wow, I've been fooled once, I really thought we'd be there for the second time!"

"One hundred gold coins? Haha, I have one hundred and ten gold coins!"

"One Hundred and Twenty Gold Coins!"

“One Hundred and Twenty Five!”

"One Hundred and Thirty Five!"

"One Hundred and Forty!"

“…”

"One hundred and fifty pieces! I hope you can give me a favor. Brown owes you a favor! And no matter what the third bid is, I will never take action!"

This is Brown's second bid, and he added fifty gold coins directly!

He had no choice. He had missed the first time, and he must not miss the second time. After all, the yield of this fine salt is so low, buying it means making a profit. This is an opportunity!

One hundred and fifty gold coins, but it is half the price that Valen just sold, and this time he is bound to win!

Hearing Brown's words, many businessmen began to hesitate. One was that Brown's net worth was indeed much higher than theirs. If they really wanted to fight for financial resources, unless they united, they would be able to fight against one-on-one. Another, one hundred and fifty gold coins were also their default transaction price. Moreover, Brown promised to owe them a favor, so there was no need to fight to the death. After all, being a businessman, there were multiple friends and multiple ways.

So everyone stopped bidding.

Blanche looked at Zhang Feng with a little obscure eyes, because strictly speaking, Brown's words are not suitable. After all, bid for auction, and you can get as much gold coins as you should. How can you use your power to suppress others?

Zhang Feng shook his head slightly, expressing his inattention.

For the sake of his fifty extra gold coins, Zhang Feng did not care about such trivial matters.

This is exactly what Brown is smart. If he had said this when he shouted out a hundred gold coins, he would have been bombarded by Zhang Feng long ago.

After Blanche understood Zhang Feng's eyes, she immediately dropped the hammer.

"One hundred and fifty gold coins for the first time!"

"One hundred and fifty gold coins for the second time!"

"The third time for one hundred and fifty gold coins!"

Dong!

"make a deal!"

"Let us congratulate Mr. Brown for bidding for a pound of fine salt for one hundred and fifty gold coins!"

Blanche's voice was a little hoarse. She thought that one hundred gold coins were the most seen in her life and the item at the highest unit price she hosted at the auction, but in just a few minutes, her personal record was broken!

"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Brown!"

"Thank you everyone, I will say anything when I need it in the future!"

Although Brown spent fifty more gold coins, he still smiled.

You must know that one of the big reasons why he is richer than others is that he has people in the palace of the Buck Kingdom!

If he borrowed this relationship and could sell the fine salt to the palace, he would be confident that he would make more money than Valento!

Brown generously handed the gold coin bag to Miss Etiquette, and then carefully got his own salt, and his face was filled with smiles.

"Let us congratulate Mr. Brown again!"

"Then the next one is the third bidding item!"

She is still a ritual lady full of aristocratic temperament, still the wooden pallet, still the red cloth.

Everyone could even vaguely see three bowls under the red cloth.

"No, is there any fine salt?"

"Didn't it be agreed that one pound can be extracted in a year..."

The smiles on Valen and Brown, who bought the first one, were a little stiff. Could it be that they were cheated?

Blanche seemed to know what everyone was thinking, so she spoke directly.

"This is the last pound of fine salt. There will never be a second fine salt for sale this year. Even the rumors I heard say that the coarse salt required to make these fine salts is too much to consume, and it is very likely that the fine salt will not be made in the next three years or even longer!"

There was a strong regret in Blanche's words, and this regret was naturally not pretending, because it was what Zhang Feng told him, and she believed it.

Blanche thought that so many gold coins might never be seen again, and the most real emotions were revealed.

I heard that this is the last batch of fine salt this year, and it is very likely that it will be the last pound of the next three years. Even if I think about it at the worse, this pound of fine salt may become out of print!

"Huh~"
Chapter completed!
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