"My surname is Zhang. I have put my words here. No matter how much you pay, I will give you a hundred more!"
The auction venue of Jingyun Trading Company is very elegantly constructed.
The circular venue structure allows people sitting in the venue, no matter where the sound comes from, to be folded, reflected, and echoed throughout the venue.
And after all, Jia Sidong was just a young man, young and energetic. When he said this, he had no intention of hiding it at all, and his voice spread throughout the venue.
Everyone looked sideways.
This made him feel proud, as if he had the feeling of being admired by thousands of people, which was very satisfying.
"Oh, who is it? It turns out to be Jia Wanjin's child." Someone knew him and smiled. He was just a child and not worthy of their common knowledge.
Others also smiled.
In the seats on the second floor, there were staff members from Jingyun Trading Company. They looked at Jia Sitong and immediately issued a warning if anyone got too close.
Jia Sitong shook his head and smiled, nodded in agreement, but his expression was even more proud.
The auctioneer below the stage also looked over and chuckled.
It's good to have grudges.
The snipe and the clam are fighting, and the only one who benefits is their firm. The bigger the feud, the harder the fight, the higher the final transaction price, and the cheaper it is for their firm.
Even his remuneration as an auctioneer will be increased.
Because among his appearance fees, there is a commission on the auction items!
The staff member who warned Jia Sidong just now obviously understood this, so he just gave a warning without any pain.
Otherwise, simply disrupting the order of the auction would be enough to be hung up and beaten by Jingyun Trading Company.
"Master." Chen Ninglu looked at Meng Xingyuan.
Meng Xingyuan smiled and patted her little head, "Don't be afraid, Xiaolu, just shout to him! You bastard, you are so arrogant with me here! I want to see whether he has more spiritual stones or mine!"
"
"Raise your sign!"
Chen Ninglu raised her sign, "Five thousand six."
"Five thousand seven!"
"Five thousand eight..."
"Five thousand and nine!" Jia Sidong sneered, "Follow me."
"Six thousand!"
There was a small discussion at the venue.
[Bone Tempering Pill], the market price is upwards of 4,000, even the good quality [Bone Tempering Pill] costs 5,500 to 5,600.
Now the price has reached the price of "6,000", and there is no intention to stop. Obviously, the only one who will benefit from this in the end is Jingyun Trading Company.
People who originally wanted to take pictures of one or two groups of [Bone Tempering Pills] very wisely chose to remain silent at this time.
Meng Xingyuan and Jia Sidong were allowed to fight.
"Master." Chen Ninglu asked quietly, "Are you still shouting?"
"Shout." Meng Xingyuan smiled, "I don't have enough money, so I'll use you as collateral to keep shouting."
The little girl cried sadly, "Master..."
But she raised the bidding sign and tremblingly shouted out a huge spiritual stone price that she had never seen in her life: "Six, six thousand and one, one hundred spiritual stones..."
"Hey!" Jia Sidong sneered, "Six thousand two!"
"Six, six thousand three..."
"Six thousand four!"
"Six thousand and five..."
When the price kept coming to "Seven Thousand Eight Hundred Spirit Stones", Jia Sitong's face finally turned a little green.
Someone next to him whispered to persuade him, but Jia Sidong ignored him.
At this time, his eyes were wide open, the veins on his forehead were beating wildly, he was gritting his teeth and holding in a breath. Obviously, he realized that he shouldn't, but he had already opened his mouth, could he still swallow it back on his own?
Not successful?
The young and energetic Jia Sidong would never allow himself to be embarrassed in front of so many people!
"Damn it, this bastard surnamed Zhang! I even doubt that he doesn't have that many spiritual stones on him. He's just yelling and shouting here with me! Why did Jingyun Trading Company let this loser into the venue?" Jia Sitong's eyes widened. Suddenly, he said, "Wait! If I shout 'seven thousand nine' now, and he adds more, and I suddenly quit, won't this kid have to suffer the consequences? If he doesn't have the spirit stone to pay the bill, I think he's a bastard What to do!”
"Although this will damage my face, if I can deal with this kid, what's a little face?" Jia Sitong chuckled, and suddenly made a decision in his heart.
"This kid definitely can't afford the huge sum of eight thousand spiritual stones!"
"Seven thousand nine hundred spirit stones." Feeling proud in his heart, Jia Sitong's tone suddenly changed when he shouted out this words, no longer gnashing his teeth like before.
"Oh?" Meng Xingyuan naturally noticed such an obvious change.
He had a half-smile on his face, and the little girl next to him stupidly tried to raise a sign, but he directly pressed her down.
"Huh?" Chen Ninglu, whose mind was already blank, looked at Meng Xingyuan cutely.
Meng Xingyuan smiled and said nothing.
"Once in seven thousand nine hundred." Mr. Hua on the auction stage shouted, "Is there anyone else who wants to follow? The [Bone Tempering Pill], which is of good elixir quality and is the best for toning muscles and bones, no one wants to follow?" "
Nonsense! If you follow me again, it will be nearly 8,000!
Eight thousand spirit stones to buy ten bottles of [Bone Tempering Pill]? Are you crazy or stupid?!
You know, the seventh-grade spiritual weapon [Cangwu Sword] at the beginning only has 10,000 spiritual stones. It is still a spiritual weapon and can accompany the monk for life, life and death. What can [Bone Tempering Pill] do?
Use one bottle or one bottle at a time. It is a purely consumable product. It can only strengthen the muscles and bones and improve physical strength. It is still used by low-level monks such as warriors and spiritual beings!
These people are crazy enough to spend their life savings on something that is of no use to them!
Even a truly wealthy family doesn't want to speak at this time. Just because you have money, doesn't mean you have to waste it.
Speaking now will prove nothing except that you are a rich fool.
Hua Lao looked at where Meng Xingyuan was from a distance and found that he was curling Chen Ninglu's hair and teasing her. He immediately understood that this man was not a fool.
Fortunately, ten bottles of [Bone Tempering Pill] can yield nearly eight thousand spirit stones, so he is satisfied.
After shouting a few more words symbolically, he dropped the hammer directly: "Congratulations to Guest No. 2222 for winning this lot. Please bring the spirit stone with you later and go to the trading room to collect your lot."
Number two two two two?
Many people couldn't help but laugh: It's so fucking awesome!
Jia Sitong's face was so dark that he was about to bite.
But this is Jingyun Trading Company after all, so he doesn't dare to get angry.
Resisting the dizziness, he handed the storage ring in his hand to the waiter who came over. As soon as the waiter left, Jia Sitong discovered that there were seven thousand nine hundred spiritual stones missing in his ring and ten more. The bottle is called [Bone Tempering Pill]...
"Damn it!"
What's even more irritating is that just for a while, the auction on the stage started again, and it was still [Bone Tempering Pill]!
Jia Sitong consumed one set of ten [Bone Tempering Pills], and there are still nine sets left!
Looking at the ten bottles of [Bone Tempering Pill] on the auction table, Jia Sidong's face turned even darker.
But at this time, Meng Xingyuan turned around and said with spiritual power: "Young man, are you still following me?!"