Huo Wenhua's desire for the ginseng, multiflorum and snow lotus was even greater than Yang Zimei's desire for the general Mo Xie.
“Keep bidding!”
Huo Wenhua said impatiently to the auctioneer who had interrupted the auction.
The auctioneer nodded slightly.
During today's auction, there were frequent interruptions, which is probably a situation that other auctioneers will never encounter in their lifetime.
She had a hunch that today's auction would create the climax of her life, and she would be amazed when she recalled it for the rest of her life.
"Three billion, the first time, is there any higher?" She cried out loudly.
The man in a black suit bidding was anxiously talking on the phone, and then held up a sign: "Five billion!"
Everyone did not marvel, but focused their attention on Xue Hu to see what price he would shout out.
"Ten billion!"
Xue Hu didn't even frown before calling out this number that shocked everyone present.
The man in the black suit looked helplessly at the snowy lake without saying a word.
"Ten billion, the first time." The auctioneer was so excited. With this commission, she would be able to earn 100 million. It was a huge profit.
No one answered.
"Ten billion, the second time."
"Ten billion, the third time!" The auctioneer excitedly knocked hard with a small hammer, "Dealed! Congratulations to Mr. Xue for successfully bidding for Mo Xie, the amazing swordsman!"
The people present gasped silently for a few times, and then clapped their hands!
"Miss, please help me raise 10 billion by auctioning these jewelry first!" Xue Hu said to the auctioneer, then he covered the wooden box containing General Mo Xie, held it in front of Yang Zimei, and handed it to her.
Yang Zimei was heartbroken about the 10 billion, but also excited about getting the general Mo Xie.
Ten billion, to her now, is just a number.
But if all 10 billion were converted into cash and placed in front of her, she would probably want the money instead of the sword.
"Who are they two? What is their relationship?"
The people behind began to speculate on the identities of Xue Hu and Yang Zimei.
In this world, even the richest man cannot easily find hundreds of top-quality jewelry, let alone things like thousand-year-old ginseng and multiflorum.
Looking at the temperament of Xuehu, it is completely spotless and transcendent of human beings!
And Yang Zimei, no matter how fair or beautiful the skin of a girl is, her skin will never emit a faint, jade-like fluorescence.
Where do they come from?
From outside the world?
Some people are making bold guesses.
Huo Wenhua waited excitedly as the auctioneer auctioned off the diamonds, pearls and agates one by one, for a total of three billion.
Finally it’s time to take pictures of that thousand-year-old ginseng.
The price he offered was one billion.
But someone followed the bidding, and in the end he spent three billion cubic meters to buy the ginseng root, which was like a treasure.
Snow Lake took another photo of a snow lotus and a root of Polygonum multiflorum.
Ten billion is enough!
The rest, he secretly put away into the storage ring.
"I've got what I need to buy, let's go!" Xue Hu said to Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei nodded and stood up.
Huo Wenhua caught up again, took out the box containing the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead, and said to Yang Zimei: "Xiaomei, wait a minute."
Yang Zimei stopped and looked at the box.
The nine-eyed dzi bead was also what she wanted.
"Xiao Mei, this is for you!" Huo Wenhua handed the box to her and said, "Please ask Mr. Xue Hu to give me another snow lotus petal. Not too many, just one is enough."
Yang Zimei raised his eyes and looked at the snow lake.
Xue Hu's fingers moved slightly, and a fragrant snow lotus petal was in his palm.
Huo Wenhua happily took it and said, "Thank you, thank you."
Xue Hu glanced at him indifferently, without answering, with a cold expression.