Under the personal greeting of He Guiyong, the organizer of the medicinal herb auction, Old Man Yang, Yang Yuyu and Qin Yi entered the manor and entered the auction venue, a hall with an area of three or four hundred square meters and extravagant decorations.

Sitting down in the front row of VIPs, He Guiyong said a confession to Old Man Yang and Qin Yi, and continued to receive other guests.

However, as He Guiyong walked away, many people with obvious status and status immediately stepped forward to greet Old Man Yang and make a gift to his juniors.

This went on for more than ten minutes, and the auction was almost over when it began.

"People live longer, and they know more people. Old Man Yang finally had time to explain to Qin Yi, "I didn't snub you, did I?"

Although Qin Yi guessed that Old Man Yang was very big, he still smiled calmly: "It's okay." ”

Seeing that Qin Yi was still able to maintain his previous freedom and was not restrained, Old Man Yang couldn't help but look at Qin Yi in his heart.

At this time, there was a sudden and obvious movement at the door of the auction hall, attracting everyone to turn their heads and look over.

I saw He Guiyong standing inside the gate, smiling and making a gesture of invitation to the people outside the gate, inviting a large group of people to come in.

Among the large group of people outside the gate was a mixed-race young man with black hair, blue eyes, and white skin, with a long and strong body, three-dimensional and handsome facial features, and a noble and arrogant temperament that seemed to be born with it.

This mixed-race young man is none other than William Lu!

Half a step behind William Lu to the left and right were two young men in their thirties and twenties, and when the people in the auction hall saw the two young men, they all joined each other.

"Who is that mixed-race youth? You can actually let the city lord and the deputy provincial lord be the companion at the same time!"

"It's definitely a big deal, so it would be nice to get acquainted with it. ”

"Don't you dream, don't you see? Song Gongzi and Wang Gongzi have to be half a step behind that person, and they don't dare to walk side by side with him, how can we afford such a big man?"

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Under the attention of everyone, William Lu entered the auction hall with a group of twenty or thirty people.

The arrival of William Lü's group was obviously unexpected by He Guiyong, and as the auction began as it approached, there were not many VIPs left in the auction hall, not enough for William Lü, the deputy provincial lord and the city lord to sit together.

He Guiyong had no choice but to ask some of the guests to give up their seats.

Those guests didn't refuse, and William Lu's party was obviously very big, so they could only willingly give up their seats.

When William Lü's group passed in front, Li Fu, who was following behind, turned his head to face everyone, his eyes glancing, hoping to find the lame man who dared to "steal" his master's magic medicine.

It's a pity that there wasn't a single cripple present.

His gaze swept over Qin Yi, but did not linger on Qin Yi.

A few days ago, when he called out to Zhang Li, although he noticed that Zhang Li and Qin Yi were talking, he didn't bother to see Qin Yi's appearance clearly, he only remembered that Qin Yi was a tall cripple, so that now that Qin Yi was in front of him, he couldn't recognize it.

Qin Yi recognized Li Fulai and remembered what happened in Maoershan a few days ago, but he didn't know Zhang Li at all because he had been held hostage by William Lu.

Of course, he had a very bad impression of William Lü's group, so he walked back and forth on crutches for a total of more than 20 kilometers, and when he reached the foot of the mountain, he was intercepted and forced to make a move.

After William Lu and the others were seated, the auction officially began.

The first plant at the beginning is a 200-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, with a starting price of 3 million.

Qin Yi couldn't help but be moved, and raised four million cards.

However, as soon as the auctioneer finished shouting four million, he immediately shouted excitedly: "Ten million!"

The audience couldn't help but be in a commotion, and they all turned their eyes to look at the place where they held up 10 million signs, and found that it was the mysterious mixed-race young man with a huge head.

The price of four million was suddenly increased to ten million, which is too luxurious, and although a two-hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is rare, it is obviously a lot more premium.

Although Qin Yi didn't know much about the market, 10 million was already beyond his budget, and he only had 50 million in his hand at present, so he had no choice but to put down the auction card.

After the two hundred-year-old Lingzhi was directly auctioned off by William Lu for 10 million to let everyone lose their temper, the auction continued.

And the next auction, as long as it was a high-grade precious medicinal material, almost all of them were directly auctioned off by William Lu's people at a high price, spending money like dirt, and in less than an hour, more than 300 million yuan was spent.

He Guiyong was still smiling at first, happy, the higher the auction price, the more money he could share, but slowly he became bitter, William Lu was too domineering.

Many of the people present at this auction have come all the way from other provinces to participate, and if they don't buy any good things, it is equivalent to running for nothing, who will be happy?

Qin Yi raised his cards a few times, but they were all snatched away by William Lu's people at a high price, and he was a little depressed.

Old Man Yang could see that Qin Yi really wanted to auction some high-grade precious medicinal materials, and said a little apologetically: "Little Brother Qin, I'm afraid you'll come in vain this time." ”

"You can't blame the old man. Qin Yi smiled bitterly.

While the two were talking in a whisper, He Guiyong quietly walked over and whispered, "Uncle Yang, Brother Qin." I'll leave you with whatever herbs you need. I'm sorry about the current situation. ”

"The old man doesn't care. Old Man Yang said, "Little Brother Qin, don't be polite, tell him directly what medicinal materials you need." ”

"Yes, you're welcome. He Guiyong said to Qin Yi.

Qin Yi pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. He, if it is convenient, I hope you can sell me a century-old ginseng and a century-old yellow essence at the market price." ”

To refine the Spirit Power Pill, in addition to the Silver Spirit Grass, the hundred-year-old ginseng and the hundred-year-old yellow essence are relatively rare.

"Good. He Guiyong nodded in response, and then left gently.

After He Guiyong walked away, Qin Yi said to Old Man Yang: "Old man, thank you." ”

I didn't expect to buy a century-old ginseng and a century-old yellow essence to rely on the relationship, and I owe personal favors.

The auction was expected to last four hours, and the result was over in just two hours.

William Lu bid too hard, and good things are normally constantly competing for good things, but he bid extremely high all at once, and no one can compete.

After the auction ended, and after William Lu's group left in a big way, He Guixin was about to cry, and kept apologizing to others.

It seemed that he had made a lot of extra money at this auction, but afterwards he had to apologize to other people who didn't buy good things at the auction, and also paid some favors, which was still a loss in general.

Relying on Old Man Yang's face, Qin Yi finally didn't participate in vain, and spent five million to get a century-old ginseng and a century-old yellow essence.

"Mr. He, can you send me a message if there are high-grade medicinal materials in the future, I have a lot of demand for these medicinal materials. Qin Yi said solemnly to He Xinyong.

It is estimated that a hundred-year-old ginseng and a hundred-year-old yellow essence can refine ten spiritual power pills, and he will need more hundred-year-old ginseng and hundred-year-old yellow essence in the future.

However, the silver spirit grass he had on hand should be able to save a little bit, and it should be able to measure the amount of a hundred spirit power pills.

He Xinyong said: "It must be." ”

Then, Qin Yi and He Xinyong exchanged contact information.

After leaving the manor and getting in the car on the way back to the hotel, Old Man Yang said, "Little Brother Qin, there is a martial arts competition in the evening, are you interested in going and taking a look?"

He was talking about the mysterious Ancient Martial Arts Tournament.

"Okay. Qin Yi didn't think much about it, and immediately agreed with a smile.