Long Zun put down the fruit bowl that had just been eaten clean in his hand, wiped his mouth with his hand, and turned his head to look at the mustachioed auctioneer on the side, "The taste of preserved fruit is not bad, especially the dried jujube, which is big and sweet." ”

The mustachioed auctioneer said with a smile: "If the guest likes it, I will ask the guest to prepare another one, but I also ask the guest to pay the balance of the auction to the Qingfeng Sword." ”

"You're quite enthusiastic, I'm so embarrassed, why don't you have someone prepare a preserved fruit now. Long Zun said that he was embarrassed, but he didn't see any embarrassment on his body.

The mustachioed auctioneer's face darkened, and he said in his heart, can't you hear the kind words?

However, the good professionalism made him dissatisfied in his heart, and he still turned back to a waitress behind him and said, "Go and prepare a preserved fruit for the guest." ”

The waitress answered, exited the private room, and went to prepare the preserved fruit.

The mustachioed auctioneer turned his head and said with a dry smile: "Is the guest's aura pill ready, in order to save the guest's time, will we pay the money in full." ”

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, I have time. Long Zun said, his eyes looking at the door of the private room from time to time, obviously waiting for the waitress to bring the preserved fruit.

The mustachioed auctioneer's body tilted to the left, and his heart said, you are not in a hurry, I am in a hurry.

There was no way, so he had to continue: "Don't worry, the preserved fruit will be delivered in a while, take advantage of this time, let's settle the final payment." ”

"Okay!" Long Zun withdrew his gaze from the door of the private room rather disappointed, and turned his head to look at the mustachioed auctioneer, "I paid the final payment, is the preserved fruit not for me?"

The mustache really wanted to buckle the tray next to him on Long Zun's head at this moment, and he was so angry in his heart.

Suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, he tried to smile and said: "Please rest assured that this guest can rest assured, a piece of preserved fruit, we are rare to be confused, and the auction house will naturally give it to you." ”

It was rare to be confused, and he deliberately bit it very clearly, wanting to remind Long Zun of the background here.

As if he didn't understand, Long Zun said with a happy face: "Your auction house is really rich, can you give me another preserved fruit, don't worry, I will definitely come to your auction house often in the future." ”

"Don't joke about it, please settle the balance first. "The mustachioed auctioneer was already mad, trying to keep himself from going crazy all of a sudden.

Lihuo on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Give them the rest of the Spiritual Qi Pill! If you like to eat preserved fruits, go back to this seat and ask someone to prepare a few more for you." ”

"Yes, I'll give them the Spiritual Qi Pill. "Long Zun can not take the words of the mustache auctioneer seriously, but if he leaves the fire, he can't help but listen.

Immediately, he swiped his right hand on his left hand, turned over his palm, and a white porcelain vase appeared in his hand.

He put the porcelain vase on the table, pointed with his hand, and said to the mustachioed auctioneer next to him, "Ah, this is it." ”

The mustachioed auctioneer looked at the palm-sized porcelain bottle on the table, his face was dark, six thousand aura pills, how could it be such a small porcelain bottle that could hold it, really when the aura pills were all microorganisms, just a palm-sized thing could hold a lot of them.

Lihuo on the other side of the seat saw the porcelain vase that Long Zun took out and used it to pay, and almost slipped off the seat.

The first thought in his mind was that it was over, he dared to buy something at a rare and confused auction without paying, what was the difference between this and looking for death.

"Look, why don't you look at it? Long Zun pointed to the porcelain vase on the table and said to the mustachioed auctioneer.

Seeing that Long Zun was so confident, the mustachioed auctioneer guessed whether the porcelain vase on the table would be storage space, so that it would not be able to hold six thousand spiritual qi pills.

Thinking of this, he even believed that the porcelain vase was a storage tool with storage space in it, and he believed that no one had dared to buy something at a rare and confused auction without paying.

There used to be, but all of those people were made up later, and a larger sum of money was paid, and there were some people who died or couldn't pay the bills, and now they're all bones.

It was with the idea that no one dared to be here in the rare and confused auction house, so he thought that the ordinary-looking white porcelain vase in front of him was probably a white porcelain vase with storage space.

Reached out and picked up the white porcelain bottle, it felt okay, not heavy, there were no patterns on it, just some crack-like mesh cracks.

After glancing at the white porcelain bottle in his hand, he opened the stopper on the mouth of the porcelain bottle with the other hand, and a faint fragrance wafted out from the mouth of the bottle.

The mustachioed auctioneer said in his heart, it seems that he guessed correctly, there should be a storage space inside the porcelain bottle, and as soon as the cork on the mouth of the bottle is opened, the medicinal fragrance comes out.

However, he felt that the medicinal fragrance was a bit special, not like the medicinal fragrance of the Spiritual Qi Pill, and at the same time there was a hint of familiarity.

Maybe it was the aura pill that was refined by other methods! The mustachioed auctioneer gave himself another reasonable explanation in his heart.

Then, he took the porcelain vase under his eyes, ready to confirm the number of aura pills in the porcelain vase, but this glance made him stunned for a moment.

When he reacted, he hurriedly poured out the aura pill in the porcelain bottle, and at the same time buckled the porcelain bottle upside down, knocking it out vigorously, wanting to knock out more aura pills.

After knocking several times in a row, the color of the mustachioed auctioneer's face could not be darker, even darker than the bottom of the pot that had been used for several years in the stove.

"Just one?" After the mustachioed auctioneer put back the poured Spiritual Qi Pill, he held the porcelain bottle in one hand and gestured in front of Long Zun's eyes.

"Yes, just one grain. Long Zun nodded with certainty.

The mustachioed auctioneer didn't say a word, and directly threw the porcelain vase in his hand on the table, but fortunately, the texture of the porcelain vase was not bad, and it was not broken.

Instead, he looked at Lihuo next to him and said, "After so many years, I can't imagine that anyone dares to deceive us and it is rare to confuse the auction house, I want to see how you explain in the end." Let's go. ”

After speaking, he took the waitress beside him, took back the Qingfeng Sword, and turned around to leave the private room.

"Misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding, don't leave in a hurry first, take this seat to ask clearly before drawing conclusions. Lihuo hurriedly got up and stopped the mustachioed auctioneer.

"Okay, I'll give you this chance. The mustachioed auctioneer didn't want to offend a martial arts powerhouse, so he stayed and didn't leave the private room immediately.

The person didn't walk out of the private room, he breathed a sigh of relief from the fire, and hurriedly said to Long Zun, who was still sitting in the seat where the old god was still there: "Don't make trouble, don't take out the Spiritual Qi Pill quickly." ”

"I've got it! Long Zun's face was innocent, and he pointed to the white porcelain bottle on the table with his hand.

"Looks like there's nothing more to say, let's go. The mustachioed auctioneer lifted his leg and walked towards the door of the private room.

(End of chapter)