Jiang Guo is a big country of cultivation, so this kind of industrial chain specifically for monks is extremely developed, such as the auction house, there are no less than a hundred auction houses in Luoshen City alone, and the largest one is the Xu family's auction house. As the richest man in Jiang Guo, the Xu family controls many money-making industries, which are not accessible to ordinary people at all.

Zhao Xiaoning knew Xu Fulai, but he didn't say hello to him when he came here, because he didn't want to work so hard, he just came here to find a suitable Danfang, if he could find it, it was just a good thing, if he couldn't, even if he let Xu Fulai come in person, it would be useless.

The Xu family's auction house is held every ten days, and it just so happens that today is the auction day. Therefore, tens of thousands of monks gathered in the huge auction hall, and the lowest strength were all Yuan Infant Stage monks, and there were even strong people in the Tribulation Period and the Mahayana Period. They all come here to hunt for treasures, because no one knows if they will meet their favorite treasures.

The auction hall is divided into a hall and a VIP room, and with Dong Qinger's status, he has his own VIP room, but Zhao Xiaoning politely declined the proposal to go to the VIP room.

Why?

He was afraid that Dong Qing'er would take advantage of no one to him to the strong girl.

If that were the case, he would have collapsed.

Therefore, in comparison, there is still a security guarantee in the hall, even if Dong Qing'er really plots against him, he can't have a bang with him in public, right?

In addition, the atmosphere of bidding in the hall is still very lively, far more comfortable than in the VIP room.

He likes to be lively.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the auction started on time, the auctioneer was an elegant old man, after coming to the stage, he said a few opening words and then started today's auction, the first item was a broken sword, the sword body was covered with cyan marks, it looked full of desolate atmosphere. Although it is broken, everyone knows that this sword is an ancient sword.

The auctioneer said: "This is a broken sword obtained in a cave when a casual cultivator was training outside, although the sword body has been damaged, it still has the ability to sharpen iron like clay. Of course, it's impossible to kill enemies with this sword, but it's still a good collector's item. It may not be long before its price increases exponentially. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoning suddenly became interested, and asked Dong Qing'er beside him: "Miss Qing'er, what does this mean?

Dong Qing'er nodded: "Yes, some people from big families like to collect ancient items, ancient weapons are the most sought after, don't look at those weapons are broken, but if you can find a master who is proficient in the way of refining, if you repair them, the price will definitely rise." ”

The speaker has no intention of listening, Dong Qing'er's words made Zhao Xiaoning suddenly have a feeling of seeing the blue sky through the clouds, compared to refining weapons, the difficulty of repairing this broken weapon is obviously much smaller, which is very helpful to him, because he is thinking about refining weapons.

The auctioneer's voice sounded again: "Okay, let's talk about the starting price of this broken sword, the starting price is five hundred spirit stones, and the price increase must not be less than one hundred each time." ”

After all, the remnant sword belongs to a niche thing, except for the real rich people, who will use the hard-earned spirit stones for this? Therefore, the atmosphere of the ranking was not aroused, only five or six monks were insuring the price, and when the final price reached two thousand spirit stones, the others gave up the price increase.

"Three thousand. ”

Seeing that there was no one to offer, Zhao Xiaoning quoted his price. He didn't have insurance before, he didn't want to have a small fight with those monks, but now it's over, he should also come forward, right? After all, the big bosses only appear at the end.

A one-time increase of 1,000 did not cause much discussion, after all, Luoshen City is the capital of Jiang Kingdom, and there are too many local tyrants here.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that after Zhao Xiaoning had just quoted his price, a contemptuous laugh sounded in a VIP room on the second floor: "Ten thousand!"

A one-time increase of seven thousand, and it is also the person in the VIP room on the second floor, which makes the atmosphere in the auction room suddenly rise, you must know that the people in the VIP room on the second floor rarely quote in the first link, they generally wait until the last heavy treasure appears. But now, everyone knows that the master on the second floor is targeting Zhao Xiaoning, otherwise how could he make an offer at this time? This is already slapping Zhao Xiaoning in the face!

"This damn Zhang Yao is really as disgusting as a fly!" Dong Qing'er's face was filled with a hint of disgust, she could distinguish that person's voice, wasn't it Zhang Yao, one of the four great gentlemen in the capital? Now that she is with Zhao Xiaoning, how can Zhang Yao do what Zhao Xiaoning wants?

"Young master, what should we do? Do you want me to go up and kill him directly?" Gu Honglin asked in a low voice.

Zhao Xiaoning rolled his eyes: "Lao Tzu hates fighting, killing, isn't he just a gentleman? What's the big deal? If he wants to play, we will play with him." You can help me bargain, no matter how much money he pays, we will have a hundred more spirit stones than him. Speaking of this, Erlang's legs were cocked, and he looked light and light.

Zhao Xiaoning doesn't like to be jealous of other men because of women, but now that the other party has stepped on his head, what else can he say?

Impossible, Zhao Xiaoning is by no means the kind of person who is indifferent after being slapped in the face.

"Ten thousand and one hundred!" Gu Honglin quoted.

Zhang Yao from the VIP building said lightly: "Twenty thousand!"

"Twenty thousand and one hundred!"

Gu Honglin blushed and quoted another price, there was no way, the discussion around him was too strong, and it was all aimed at him. You said that Zhang Yao raised the price by 10,000 yuan every time, but you are good, every time the price is increased by 100, aren't you ashamed? Or are you fighting back or disdainful of Zhang Yao?

"One hundred thousand!" Zhang Yao's voice was already angry, he felt that he was being despised by the other party, which made him very unhappy.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the auction house, because this ancient sword was not worth so much money at all! The price of 100,000 can already buy a good ancient weapon.

"One hundred thousand and one hundred!"

"Two hundred thousand!" Zhang Yao pushed open the window, revealing angry facial features, he was like a mad lion, making everyone in the hall feel an invisible sense of oppression. After all, this is the heir of the Zhang family, one of the four major families in Beijing, and he is definitely a rich second generation.

"Young master, what should we do?" Gu Honglin asked.

Zhao Xiaoning smiled slightly, raised his hand, and said, "I'll give 500,000!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a dead silence in the huge auction hall, and everyone was stunned.

It's just a broken sword, is it worth 500,000?

Damn, who is this guy? Can he get so much money? Also, how dare he argue with the heir of the Zhang family? Is he tired of being crooked?

(End of chapter)