As soon as Zheng Xiaolong finished speaking, Shi Yongxin and Shi Yongshan, who were sitting in the front, couldn't sit still, and their faces instantly darkened.
When has the most impressive martial arts sect ever been criticized like this?
Almost at the same time, the two senior officials of Shaolin Temple slowly stood up from their seats and looked at Zheng Xiaolong sadly.
Abbot of Shaolin Temple?
Zheng Xiaolong's legs almost gave out and he sat down on the ground. Next to Zheng Xiaolong, when Mr. Zheng saw this scene, his face turned pale as a sheet of paper.
"Crack!"
The old man of the Zheng family is worthy of being an old fox who has been around for many years. After reacting immediately, he stood up, raised his hand and gave Zheng Xiaolong a big slap on the head.
"Little bastard, I told you before I came here, don't be frightened when you arrive at the auction, and be careful in your words and deeds. Is this a place where you can run wild?
Why don't you apologize to the two masters quickly?"
Mr. Zheng's slap was merciless at all. Zheng Xiaolong was a little dizzy from the slap. However, Zheng Xiaolong did not become stupid all of a sudden. He knew that this time, he failed to show off and was raped instead. He knew that he had just bid
He was from the Shaolin Temple. Even Zheng Xiaolong wouldn’t dare to say such arrogant words just now even if I beat him to death.
"Two masters, I'm really sorry. I was young and ignorant, and I bumped into the two masters. The two masters must not pay attention. Didn't the two masters want this dragon scale grass?
I will take the photo of the two masters and send it directly to the two masters when the time comes. This is my apology to the two masters."
Zheng Xiaolong bowed respectfully to Shi Yongxin and Shi Yongshan.
"This donor, I see that you are surrounded by Buddha's light. You are a person who has a predestined relationship with Buddha. If you are interested, you can come to my room after the auction and I will enlighten you on the Buddhist scriptures. I don't know that this little
Is the donor willing?"
Shi Yongxin said with a smile.
Shi Yongxin was very satisfied with the performance of the Zheng family's grandfather and grandson. Since the Zheng family's grandfather and grandson had already acknowledged their mistakes and were willing to dedicate the Dragon Scale Grass to themselves, there was no need to be reluctant.
The so-called Zheng Xiaolong's Buddha's light shines everywhere and he comes to my room to enlighten the Buddhist scriptures. This is sheer nonsense. Asking Zheng Xiaolong to come to my room is nothing more than asking Zheng Xiaolong to donate the Dragon Scale Grass to himself.
No one in the entire hall was a fool, and of course they all understood what Shi Yongxin meant.
When Li Erdan, a bystander, saw this scene, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a perfect arc, and reached out to touch Ma Hongtao beside him.
"Don't you like Zheng Xiaolong's silly pretense?
Now the master will give you a chance to show off, get up and bid, one hundred million."
Li Erdan said with a smile.
"One hundred million?
Master, is this Dragon Scale Grass really that valuable?"
Although Ma Hongtao is a straight person and doesn't know how to deal with so many twists and turns, he subconsciously knows that buying something with a starting price of several million for 100 million is definitely a bit much.
"If I ask you to bid, just bid. Where does all this nonsense come from?"
Li Erdan said with eyes wide open.
"Master, can't I just listen to you?"
After Ma Hongtao finished speaking, he stood up directly, pointed at Zheng Xiaolong and shouted.
"You kid, you are so gibbering here. I have long disliked you, Mr. Ma. Do you think you are rich?
Do you think you have already auctioned this Dragon Scale Grass?
Where do you get the courage to take something you can't get and promise to donate it to others? Senior auctioneer, I'll bid 100 million."
Ma Hongtao's voice was extremely loud. As soon as he finished speaking, the entire venue fell into a brief silence.
"Wow!" The next moment, the whole place was in an uproar.
"Holy crap! Is this kid crazy?
A hundred-year-old dragon scale grass is actually offered for 100 million, this world is so crazy."
"puff!"
The others still looked like they were watching the excitement and were not afraid of trouble, but Zheng Xiaolong and Mr. Zheng were about to cry at this moment.
What a scam! This is so fucking scam.
With the idea of losing money and avoiding disaster, he agreed to donate this dragon scale grass to the Shaolin Temple. Although the loss was 20 million, it was still within the bearing range of the Zheng family. But now that Ma Hongtao has interfered with it, Zheng Xiaolong and Mr. Zheng
They were all a little dumbfounded.
"Ma Hongtao, Li Erdan, do you know what you are doing? You bid 100 million for a dragon scale grass, and you two have your heads kicked?"
Zheng Xiaolong cursed angrily.
"Shacha, weren't you just pretending to be rich?
Why are you giving in now? I have all the money, Mr. Ma, so I just spent 100 million to buy dragon scale grass. What do you think?
If you are not convinced, continue bidding, otherwise you should stop and sit down for Mr. Ma, don’t let the auctioneer give you the hammer by mistake.”
Ma Hongtao glanced at Zheng Xiaolong with a look of disgust, then spit on the ground and said.
"What I hate the most is people pretending to be cool in front of me, poor guy."
"puff!"
Zheng Xiaolong almost spit out blood.
It’s okay to be despised by others as a poor man, but to be despised by Ma Hongtao, the poorest family in the entire Chinese martial arts world, Zheng Xiaolong felt very aggrieved. His face turned red from holding back, and he shouted through gritted teeth.
"I'll give you one hundred and one hundred million."
Zheng Xiaolong howled angrily.
"Tch! They say that I look down on you, Zheng Xiaolong, and you still participate in the auction. Every time you bid, you get a dollar increase. If you can't afford it, just sit there quietly. Mr. Ma will reward you with a hundred and fifty or eighty yuan."
If you don't want to be embarrassed here, I'll offer you 200 million yuan."
The arrogant Ma Hongtao gave two thumbs up and shook his head at Zheng Xiaolong. His scornful aura and contemptuous eyes seemed to tell everyone.
If you see it, learn from it and just increase the price by 100 million. Mr. Ma will let you see what it means to be heroic.
"puff!"
This time Zheng Xiaolong couldn't bear it any longer and spat out a mouthful of old blood. Just as he was about to put on his playboy attitude and prepare to continue bidding with Ma Hongtao, he was directly grabbed by Mr. Zheng beside him.
After hugging Zheng Xiaolong, Mr. Zheng raised his fist and said to Shi Yongxin and Shi Yongshan who were livid in the front row.
"We, the Zheng family, have longed for Shaolin and have long wanted to make friends with the two masters of Shaolin. We originally wanted to auction this dragon scale grass to the two masters, but now someone is interfering with it. With such a high price, we Zheng
The family is really unable to do what it wants. After the auction, our Zheng family will present a spiritual medicine that is more valuable than the dragon scale grass. As for this dragon scale grass, our Zheng family really does not have the strength to fight for it."
After Mr. Zheng finished speaking, he bowed deeply to the two Shaolin masters apologetically.
Damn it! This old man is really an old fox, and he is still very old. In just a few words, he picked out his family clearly, and the meaning is already obvious.
We, the Zheng family, have a small family and a small business, and we really can’t afford to play with you. It’s not that our Zheng family doesn’t respect your Shaolin Temple, it’s because someone is obstructing it. You, the Shaolin Temple, can take care of it yourself.
The next moment, everyone's eyes fell on the two eminent monks Shi Yongxin and Shi Yongshan.