Mr. Liu, as the Taishan Beidou in the traditional Chinese medicine community in Jiangzhou, has a very high reputation. When he came forward, everyone in the venue responded with a kind smile.
"It turns out that Mr. Liu has also taken a liking to this ginseng plant!"
"If I don't rob it, I won't rob it! No matter who I rob it with, I can't rob it with you!"
Several bidders also smiled bitterly, and Mr. Liu came forward. It would be outrageous if they still competed with him.
No one should be offended, but Mr. Liu.
Besides, it's not cost-effective to offend him just for a thousand-year-old ginseng king.
"Hahaha, thank you all for your kindness, I won't be polite!"
Mr. Liu hugged his fists, smiled and thanked him, and prepared to sit down.
Who would have thought that at this moment, Qian Boyun spoke. He glanced at Mr. Liu and said lightly: "200 million!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent for an instant.
Everyone looked at Qian Boyun together, with a trace of dissatisfaction flashing in their eyes.
"Old Qian, everyone has quit, what are you trying to grab? That's too much!"
A boss next to me complained.
"It's just that it would be too disrespectful to compete with Mr. Liu!"
"It's just a small ginseng, what about it?"
"It's rare for Mr. Liu to like something..."
Others also said aloud that they really didn't know what to say to Qian Boyun for being so short-sighted.
Qian Boyun smiled apologetically and said: "Mr. Liu, I'm really sorry. I have a friend who needs this ginseng plant very much now, so..."
Mr. Liu waved his hand and said calmly: "This is an auction house. Anyone can bid, and of course you can too."
If he said ten thousand, he would directly increase the price: "300 million!"
"350 million!"
Qian Boyun also increased the price.
Liu Laodao: "400 million!"
"450 million!" Qian Boyun said.
Mr. Liu raised his eyebrows, took a serious look at Qian Boyun, and slowly spit out a number: "600 million!"
The whole audience was shocked.
600 million!
Compared with the previous sales of 2.4 billion new drugs at a high price, this number is sometimes too much, but the problem is that a 600-year-old ginseng is not worth so much money at all!
600 million, which is completely beyond the value of this ginseng plant itself.
If you shoot again, you will definitely lose blood and gain nothing!
However, facing such a price that anyone would give up, Qian Boyun was very indifferent: "650 million!"
One breath!
Another price increase of 50 million!
With his calm expression, he didn't care about the 650 million at all, and only made everyone gasp in air-conditioning!
"Let me go, when did Qian Boyun become so wealthy?"
Zhao Yang was extremely puzzled: "He is just an ordinary pharmaceutical boss. Qian's Pharmaceutical Company is worth over one billion or 650 million in total. Is he trying to sell the company?"
He Youming and Zhao Donglai also looked at each other, feeling puzzled.
And Yingyue glanced at Qian Boyun, with an inexplicable look flashing in his eyes. This guy named Qian Boyun is very strong, 10 times stronger than an ordinary person!
It's actually better than that of Master Shengwei!
"This guy is either a mutant or has taken new drugs!"
Ying Yue's eyes were clear: "I am more inclined to the second possibility, but what is the use of auctioning ginseng for a mutant who has taken new drugs?"
Feeling confused, Ying Yue pulled Mr. Liu's lapel and said: "Mr. Liu, forget it, there is no need to waste money!"
"Hmph! How can I go back on what the old man promised you? I'm going to order this ginseng today!"
Mr. Liu also lost his temper, rolled up his sleeves, and watched Qian Boyun increase the price again: "700 million!"
"750 million!" Qian Boyun did not hesitate.
Mr. Liu snorted coldly without giving in: "800 million!"
"..."
Looking at the mad Mr. Liu, Ying Yue, Qin Nan, Zi Xia, Zhao Yang and others were all speechless.
The old man is so angry, so crazy!
800 million!
This is a sky-high price of 800 million!
However, 800 million is not the end.
"900 million!"
Mr. Liu once again increased the price by 100 million, pushing the price of ginseng to another peak. At this time, Qian Boyun could not remain calm. His eyes flashed with a cold light, and he gritted his teeth and whispered: "950 million!"
Mr. Liu snorted coldly and was about to continue to increase the price. Ying Yue quickly stopped him and said: "My brother, I beg you, stop shouting, it's not worth it!"
"How can I go back on what I promised you?"
Mr. Liu refused: "Besides, if I can't subdue a young boy today, where can I put my old face?"
With that said, he shouted the price again: "1 billion!"
Ying Yue smiled bitterly: "Brother, even if you paid such a big price to take a picture and give it to me, I wouldn't dare accept it!"
Ginseng worth 1 billion makes me panic just thinking about Ying Yue. How can I eat it?
"What does this mean? It's just a bunch of numbers, not worth mentioning!"
Mr. Liu said with an indifferent expression.
a string of numbers?
Everyone's lips twitched when they heard it. The sky-high price of 1 billion, is this really a string of numbers?
But people who know Mr. Liu well can understand a thing or two.
Mr. Liu himself is just a doctor with limited assets, but he has 1 son and 7 daughters in total.
My son doesn’t have much money when he becomes an official!
But each of the seven daughters is worth a lot of money.
Take the eldest daughter for example. She is known as the "Queen of China Overseas Real Estate" and is ranked in the top ten of Forbes' list of richest women. No one present can compare with her.
And the other six daughters are also extremely rich!
However, the seven daughters are all very filial, vying to honor their father, and no one knows how much pension money they have earned from their filial piety over the years.
Anyway, no one except Mr. Liu knows how much money he has!
Maybe 1 billion, to Mr. Liu, is really just a string of numbers.
The corners of Qian Boyun's mouth were also twitching. To him, 1 billion was not much, but it was still a lot. Selling new medicines and Chinese herbal medicines was rare.
After all, he only started selling new drugs in the past two years!
For a moment, Qian Boyun hesitated, should he continue to fight with Mr. Liu?
"Boy, if you have the guts, keep coming!"
Liu Laogan lost his temper, looked at Qian Boyun with disdain, and said with a snort: "You take money seriously, old man, don't take it seriously. Anyway, you are already old, and it is useless to ask for this money. Fortunately, I will spend it today."
it's here!"
As soon as such domineering words came out, everyone in the audience shook their heads and smiled bitterly.
Qian Boyun's expression changed. He was really hesitant to face an old gangster like Mr. Liu.
"This old guy has seven daughters, all of whom are incredibly wealthy. If I had a head-to-head fight with him, I would definitely be no match for him!"
"But I'm not willing to give up this ginseng tree!"
"what to do?"
Qian Boyun's eyes flickered. At this time, the auctioneer was already urging him: "Does Mr. Qian still want to increase the price? If not, this ginseng tree will belong to Mr. Liu!"
"Hmph! Come on, keep shouting, the old man is ready to fight today!"
Mr. Liu hummed twice, saying "Old child, old child, old child, what he is doing now is really like a child, and everyone is speechless."
Qian Boyun gritted his teeth and whispered: "Mr. Liu, I can bid up to 1.5 billion for this ginseng tree. If you can give a higher price than this, then I will quit!"
1.5 billion is not the highest price he can afford, but the problem is that if it is higher, there will not be much profit from this ginseng tree, so it is not worth it!
1.5 billion!!
As soon as this number came out, everyone just gasped in air-conditioning.
"That's a hefty price!"
"What the hell is this guy Qian Boyun doing? Spending 1.5 billion to buy a piece of broken ginseng. Is he really smart?"
"Also, where did he get so much money?"
Everyone was very confused and looked at Mr. Liu.
Faced with a sky-high price of 2 billion, will Mr. Liu increase the price?
"Brother, we won't shoot anymore, we won't shoot anymore!"
Ying Yue said: "Even if you take a picture, I dare to take it. Forget it, let's not take it!"
"How can it be possible? The old man has said what he said, even eight horses can't catch him!"
Mr. Liu's eyes widened, he looked at Qian Boyun with disdain, and said: "It's only 1.5 billion, so why don't you scream? I thought you were so rich, little guy, 1.6 billion, this ginseng king belongs to the old man!"
With that, he shouted to the auctioneer: "Send me the ginseng now, right away, right away!"
The auctioneer nodded and said, "Wait a moment!"
Qian Boyun remained silent, tapping the table gently, his eyes flashing coldly. If this is the case, then don't blame me for being rude.
Everyone shook their heads.
This auction is really exciting.
"Brother, why are you doing this?"
Ying Yue smiled bitterly, a ginseng worth 1.6 billion is simply unimaginable.
"Mr. Ying, once the old man makes a promise, it's hard to follow up. Since I promised you something, I will definitely do what I say!"
Mr. Liu said very seriously, but then he changed the topic and said with a smile: "But if you feel that you can't bear it, how about teaching me a set of acupuncture techniques?"
"Forehead……"
Hearing this, Ying Yue couldn't help but be speechless.
On the contrary, He Youming's eyes lit up and he gave Mr. Liu a thumbs up. He was filled with admiration. As expected of Mr. Liu, he has matured with age.
A set of acupuncture techniques!
That is a priceless treasure!
In the past, he would have scoffed at it, but since Ying Yue cured his daughter's cancer with a set of "Bagua Nine-Four Acupuncture", he has become deeply aware of it.
Things passed down from our ancestors are real treasures!
Priceless treasure!
Compared with acupuncture techniques like "Bagua Nine Death Acupuncture", what does mere money mean?
"How about it, Mr. Ying?"
Mr. Liu rubbed his hands, his face turned red, and he said embarrassedly.
Seeing Mr. Liu like this, Qin Nan, Zi Xia and others couldn't help but feel curious. Zhao Yang was a little puzzled and said: "Grandpa Liu, a set of acupuncture techniques can be exchanged for 1.6 billion worth of ginseng king. Your business..."
"Little doll, you don't understand this!"
Liu Laoyi glared: "The acupuncture technique passed down by our ancestors is a truly priceless treasure. Mr. Ying's set of "Bagua Nine Death Acupuncture" is the nemesis of cancer. Such precious acupuncture techniques can't be bought by money.
Measured?”
As soon as these words came out, not to mention Zi Xia, Qin Nan, and even Zhao Donglai were shocked: "Mr. Liu, is it as mysterious as you said? The nemesis of cancer? How does acupuncture treat cancer?"
"Humph, otherwise I would say you are ignorant!"
Mr. Liu hummed and was about to explain. At this moment, a waiter came over carrying a plate with the ginseng root on it.
"Mr. Liu, your auction items have been delivered!"
The tall waitress smiled sweetly.
"Hahaha, Mr. Ying, my old man means what he says!"
Mr. Liu took the plate smoothly and was about to hand the ginseng king to Ying Yue. Who would have thought that just at this moment, a dark shadow flashed past.
The next second, the ginseng king on the plate disappeared without a trace.