Ning Shitao, the young master of the Ning clan, one of the three major families.
The seventh eldest in the family, he is the last among the seven children of Ning Changge, the leader of the Ning tribe.
Although he is the youngest son, his talent is extremely outstanding. Therefore, in the clan, Ning Shitao is loved and paid attention to by the elders of the Ning clan.
This time when I showed up at Jingyun Trading Company, I just sneaked out with my friends to see something new.
Unexpectedly, he would actually meet something ‘new’!
He has seen and known many appraisers, but even the most experienced master appraisers cannot tell the age of medicinal materials so accurately just by looking at them from a distance like the man in front of him.
!
This is simply magical!
Ning Shitao was excited.
He quickly sent a message to Meng Xingyuan: "Friend! How did you do it? This is amazing! You can identify the year of the medicinal herbs just by looking at it. Even the masters who have been immersed in this method for a long time don't have this ability like you. Can you?"
Can you teach me? The tuition is easy to say, you can have as many spiritual stones as you want..."
This young master Ning seemed to have been imprisoned for ten or eight years with no one to talk to. He was full of words, nagging, nagging... he kept talking. After hearing a few words, Meng Xingyuan immediately stopped.
Open the spiritual power shield to block the sound transmission of the spiritual power.
Too noisy.
"Holy crap!" Ning Shitao discovered this. His eyes immediately widened, "Anyone dares to block the voice of my young master Ning?!"
"Brother..." He persisted and said directly with his mouth.
The spiritual energy shield on Meng Xingyuan's body became deeper, blocking even the sounds coming from his side.
Ning Shitao suddenly had black lines on his face.
"Master Ning?"
His friend finally discovered something strange about him and said confusedly.
Ning Shitao waved his hand: "It's okay, let's continue watching the auction."
But he looked at Meng Xingyuan and thought to himself: "Good boy, you dare to do this to me, Ning Shitao, you are the first in this city! You have personality, I like it! But... let's see!"
Meng Xingyuan's actions not only aroused the curiosity of young Master Ning, but also aroused his desire to fight.
After all, for Master Ning, who wants wind and rain, there are absolutely no more than one person who dares to be as rude to him as Meng Xingyuan.
The auction continues.
Ignoring Ning Shitao, he continued to read.
At this moment, even if he used [Appraisal Technique] to check the auction items, he would not dare to speak again.
After all, this was an auction venue, and there were many people and he didn't want to cause trouble.
After a few more dispensable items were passed, when exquisite jade bottles appeared on the stage, Meng Xingyuan finally stopped yawning and sat up straight.
"Next, there are ten groups of high-quality [Bone Tempering Pills], a total of one hundred bottles!"
Immediately, the old photographer introduced, "About [Bone Tempering Pill], I won't introduce it much. I think you all know the stuff. If there are descendants in the clan who haven't built a spirit yet, you might as well prepare some [Bone Tempering Pill].
】, the physical strength of the warrior stage
Large, it can not only broaden the foundation of the road, but also increase the chances of success in spiritual building. We don’t have much time, so we won’t talk too much. The [Bone Tempering Pill] of good elixir quality comes in a set of ten bottles, a total of ten sets, three
Thousand Spirit Stones are on sale and the bidding begins!”
There are not so many polite words in the competition for treasures.
Because no matter how much you say, the one with the highest price will get it. Why not save some time and ask for the treasure behind.
"Three thousand one hundred spirit stones."
"Three thousand and two."
"Three thousand three."
"Three thousand and five..."
"..."
[Bone Tempering Pill], among the basic medicine pills, is a rare treasure pill that is very useful for the family to cultivate future generations. Although the level is not high, its value is amazing enough.
After all, ten bottles of [Bone Tempering Pill] are enough to purchase a fifth-grade spiritual weapon.
And a fifth-grade spiritual weapon, for some ordinary stone families, is a family treasure!
It is undoubtedly a very luxurious thing to use this thing to cultivate future generations. Only the Bronze family, or some powerful Black Iron family dare to do this.
For the rest, unless they are biological children who have high hopes for themselves, who would be willing to give them up?!
The general market price of a bottle of [Bone Tempering Pill] is between four hundred and five hundred spirit stones, depending on the situation.
Ten bottles of [Bone Tempering Pill], at most a 10% discount, still cost 4,500 spirit stones.
What's more, the [Bone Tempering Pill] currently being auctioned on the stage is a good elixir quality. Compared with the [Bone Tempering Pill] on the market that only has the quality of a complete elixir, the effect is not much better.
This price of a little over 3,000 is absolutely impossible to transact.
Sure enough, although the price climbed slowly, not as good as that of the seventh-grade spiritual weapon [Cangwu Sword], it climbed very steadily, rising all the way. From the initial 'three thousand one', it has now risen to 'four thousand three'.
', still rising little by little.
Meng Xingyuan estimated that the price of this set of ten bottles of [Bone Tempering Pill] was probably around 6,000. He simply didn't bother to wait any longer and directly patted the little guy next to Chen Ninglu and said, "Hold up the sign."
The little guy was in a daze when he was suddenly patted and was startled. He looked like a frightened herbivore.
"Idiot, raise your sign." Meng Xingyuan smiled bitterly.
"Oh..." she responded stupidly. She raised the bidding card in her hand halfway as a reaction, and her eyes suddenly widened, "Master, what are you going to do?!"
"Of course you have to shout out the price when you raise the sign, what else can you do?" Meng Xingyuan was helpless.
"But... but..." The little girl bit her lip and said "but" for a long time, but she couldn't come up with a reason.
"Are you worried that you don't have the spiritual stone to pay the merchant? Don't worry, Master has plenty of money!" Meng Xingyuanhao said angrily.
Then he pinched her little face again and said with a smile: "If it's not enough, I'll give you to the commercial bank, and you can exchange it for 100,000 or 80,000 yuan."
"...Master~!"
"Okay, hurry up and raise your sign...forget it, you come to bid, just call me 'five thousand'!"
The little girl's eyes widened: "Huh?"
"Ah what, shout quickly."
"oh."
Under the pressure of Meng Xingyuan's firm gaze, the little girl finally reluctantly raised the sign with a sad face, and then shouted "five thousand".
"Five thousand one!"
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, another voice followed him. He sounded very proud, as if he was waiting for Meng Xingyuan here.
Looking back, I saw that it was indeed the mentally retarded kid named Jia.
When he saw Meng Xingyuan turn around, he raised his head, snorted from his nostrils to show his disdain for Meng Xingyuan, and gave him a demonstrative sideways glance.
Meng Xingyuan smiled.
You little bastard, if the tiger doesn't show off its power, you think I'm a sick cat.
"Little deer, keep shouting, add more, one hundred spiritual stones at a time, keep shouting!"
"Master..."
"Um?!"
"oh……"
"Five thousand two..."
"Five thousand three!"
"Five, five thousand four..."
"Five thousand and five!"
"My surname is Zhang, I have put my words here. No matter how much you pay, I will pay you a hundred more!" Jia Sidong said arrogantly.