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"This old guy is quite cheerful and speaks briefly and neatly." Ye Ming spit out a grape skin and said.
"Be careful what you say. If someone from the Ye family hears it, they will cut out your tongue." Song Qingyu's face showed displeasure.
Ye Ming glanced at her and said casually: "Do you think they can't hear us sitting in this private room?"
With that said, Ye Ming picked up the wine glass and grinned towards a corner of the box, "Hello everyone, let's have a drink."
"Crazy!" How Song Qingyu looked at Ye Ming, how she felt that there was a generation gap between him and herself.
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At this moment, in a luxurious room on the third floor, an old man from Qingshan was sitting on a leather chair, quietly looking at the LCD computer in front of him, showing a wry smile.
Next to him, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses had an unnatural look on his face. It was Ye Qingnan who Ye Ming and Song Qingyu had met just now.
Looking at Ye Ming who was on the computer and holding a wine glass very casually, Ye Qingnan squinted his eyes and said to the old man: "Second uncle, these pills were auctioned by him."
"kindness."
The old man nodded, thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "He should not be an ordinary person. Build a good relationship with him. If there is such a pill in the future, try to buy it if you have the opportunity."
"good."
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In the auction hall, as the old man finished speaking, the huge 72-inch LCD screen immediately lit up, and then, a slender golden sword was reflected on the screen.
"Ling Yujian, a blank slate weapon, was written by Yuan Sheng, a famous blacksmith in the Song Dynasty. After the end of the Song Dynasty, Ling Yujian disappeared. In recent years, tomb robbers excavated it from the Nanyuan ancient tomb for a low price of 1 million Huaxia coins, and the price increased each time
, shall not be less than 50,000.”
The old man is the auctioneer of this auction. He is holding a thin electromagnetic rod in his hand. As he explains, he continues to display the various forms of the Ling Yu Sword.
"1.1 million."
"1.2 million."
"1.35 million."
"1.5 million."
The price calls came one after another. The whiteboard equipment was not very attractive to these warriors. After the price reached 2.35 million, no one bid again.
In the end, this whiteboard weapon was sold for 2.35 million.
In the private room, Ye Ming looked at Ling Yujian on the screen and said lightly: "This kind of weapon can also be auctioned for more than 2 million? It's too much to raise the price!"
"Auctions are originally used to raise prices, but these kind of whiteboard weapons are basically used by some special forces. As for warriors and international mercenaries, they generally don't bother to use them. These people may buy them back to look good.
But a large part of it was bought for his bodyguards or subordinates." Although Song Qingyu had some contempt for Ye Ming, he did not dislike it.
Ye Ming nodded. This kind of blank slate weapon is already a top-notch weapon in the eyes of ordinary people. If some special forces are equipped with it, their strength can be doubled.
"What level of weapons are usually auctioned in small auctions like this?" Ye Ming peeled a banana and asked while eating it.
"After all, this is a warrior auction, and the lowest price is usually bronze-level weapons. A blank slate like this rarely appears."
Song Qingyu didn't bother to look at Ye Ming, looked ahead, and said coldly: "Most of the weapons auctioned in small auctions are hovering between bronze and silver. Basically, silver is the top. As for gold.
Grades and above usually appear in medium-sized auctions and large-scale auctions, because such auctions can increase its value even higher."
As the two of them talked, a second auction item appeared on the LCD screen.
This is a dagger. The whole body of the dagger is purple-red, and the handle is inlaid with a dark blue bead. It looks extremely gorgeous against the white background.
"The dragon-slaying dagger, a bronze-level weapon, has a low price of 5 million. Every time the price increases, it must not be less than 200,000." The old man showed the dragon-slaying dagger and finally said.
The price of 5 million made Ye Ming secretly surprised. The difference between just one level was so much money. It seemed that in the eyes of these warriors, money was really just a piece of paper.
"6000000!"
"6.5 million!"
"800w!"
Bronze-level weapons immediately attracted many people to bid. Although the price increase must not be less than 200,000 yuan each time, there is no one here who is not wealthy, and the lowest bidding price is not less than 500,000 yuan.
Five minutes later, this gorgeous dagger named 'Dragon Slaying Dagger' was bought by a young man in a suit for 19 million.
"The person who bought the dragon-slaying dagger is Han Feng, the eldest son of the Han family, one of the four major families in Dongcheng. He is also a first-level warrior. He has just entered the circle of warriors and is only in the early stages." Before Ye Ming could ask, Song Qingyu introduced him.
"Four major families?" Ye Ming raised his eyebrows.
"Well, as a municipality directly under the Central Government, Dongcheng is naturally a mixed bag of dragons and snakes. In terms of status in the Huaxia Kingdom, only Tianjing can suppress it. Generally speaking, on the surface, Dongcheng is led by the Shen family, followed by the Xiao family, and the Han family tends to be third.
, and the Yuan family is at the end. These four families are the four most powerful families in Dongcheng." Song Qingyu said.
"I'm afraid the assets of these four major families are no less than tens of billions, right?"
"Ten billions?"
Song Qingyu turned around and glanced at Ye Ming, the look of disdain in his eyes made even Ye Ming's cheeky face feel slightly hot.
After the Dragon Slaying Dagger, there is actually a linear book. On this book, four big characters are very obvious-Nine Yin Manual!
"Nine Yin Manual, a yellow-level intermediate skill. Of course, it is completely similar to the skills in some movies, so please don't take it too seriously." The old man introduced it and made a joke.
"I'll wipe it!"
When he saw the Nine Yin Manual, Ye Ming suddenly slapped the table, startling Song Qingyu who was standing beside him.
"Hey, why are you so crazy?" Song Qingyu looked at Ye Ming angrily.
Ye Ming turned his head and said urgently: "Hurry up, go backstage and see if there is any!"
"What's wrong?" Seeing Ye Ming's anxious look, Song Qingyu thought something had happened and asked in confusion.
"Here you go!"
Ye Ming said seriously: "Look at you, you keep a straight face all day long, as if someone owes you money. I heard that it can make women gentle, and you are the best at practicing!"
"Ye Ming!!!"
Song Qingyu's face, which was originally as creamy as an iceberg, was completely covered with frost at this moment. His autumn-like eyes stared at Qin Feng closely and said in a cold voice: "Do you want to die?!"
"Well, why are you so angry? I was just suggesting...well, it was just a suggestion."
Ye Ming carefully sat back on the leather seat, but the corners of his mouth that kept twitching made it obvious to Song Qingyu that this guy was holding back and not letting himself laugh.
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