The auction hall was brightly lit and full of people.

Especially offstage, it has become a world for the stewards of various families and wealthy families, chatting with each other and turning a blind eye to evil, and many people take this opportunity to expand their contacts.

As soon as the hour came, an auctioneer walked up to the auction table, and the sound of the audience quickly became quieter.

There were still many people queuing up outside the Fangyun box, and they had to leave.

Fang transported the last of the tenants and sat back on the benches in the box.

Ao Huang was lying on the railing with his back to him, and Fang Yun saw that Ao Huang's tail was at his side, and he had nothing to do, so he reached out and touched it, wondering what the dragon's tail looked like. It feels as hard to the touch as a dragon horn, but it has a toughness that dragon horns don't have, which is very special.

Ao Huang rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "Don't you know that the real dragon's ass can't be touch......ed?"

Yang Yuhuan and Su Xiaoxiao covered their mouths and smiled.

There was a knock on the door, and then Zhao Hong, dressed in a blue scholar's robe, pushed the door in.

"Sister Red Makeup!" Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly stood up.

Fang Yun nodded, and did not treat red makeup as an outsider.

Zhao Hongxiang held Yang Yuhuan's hand with her left hand, and sat down with Su Xiaoxiao's hand with her right hand, talking in a low voice.

At this time, the old auctioneer who was over sixty years old on the auction table bowed his hand to the audience, and said with a tongue: "Nine out of sixty are old, and he is slightly famous in the pawnshop in the capital. Although the old man has a thousand words in his heart, he knows your intentions, so he is no longer polite. Come on, put on the first lot, and get a good keel!"

The old auctioneer's words ushered in a full applause.

Four young men in sleeveless short shirts carried a red tray to the auction table, and on the tray, there was a keel about three feet long.

Unlike ordinary jade-like keels, this keel has a dull surface, with many breaks and loopholes, and even traces of being eaten by insects and rats.

The old auctioneer said: "This keel is derived from the holy ruins, although it has left traces of time, but the bone still contains vitality. There is a trace of the spirituality of ordinary demon bones without zài. It has been judged that this dragon bone originated from a powerful dragon king, equivalent to a Terran scholar, but it is superior. If it were just an ordinary damaged keel, I would definitely not say that it was a good keel. Because, Fang Xusheng had already admitted that this dragon bone originated from a strange 'spirit bone', which was even more extraordinary......!

Fang Yun couldn't cry or laugh, he was reluctant to take out the good keel, so he only took out some broken keels. This keel didn't even use the spirit bones of the holy ruins, but it was praised to the sky by the old auctioneer.

"The reserve price is 10,000, and the price is increased by 1,000 taels of silver each time. Let's go!"

"Ding ......" saw a Hanlin holding the official seal, injecting talent, and making a crisp sound.

"Ding!" another voice rang out.

There was no shouting at the scene, and no one was impatient, and the whole process was very peaceful. Even the sound is pleasant.

Until thirty rings, there was a brief hiatus in the auction room.

"Forty-one thousand taels of silver, it was taken by Hanlin of a martial country, who likes this thing more?"

Fang Yun shook his head slightly. He naturally heard the auctioneer's methods, deliberately said the identity of the Wu country, and let the people of the countries that did not agree with the Wu country compete.

Sure enough, the Qiguo and Jingguo people, who were not in agreement with the Wu State, began to increase their prices.

But. Everyone present knew that this keel was barely equivalent to an ordinary demon king bone, and the final transaction price was 75,000 taels. If it is more than 10% of the market price, it is not a loss to buy it.

Then, a second lot came up, which was ten roots of various sizes.

"The roots of the demon king of the alien wood clan have been kept in the drinking river shell, and there is still moist juice in the roots, whether it is directly boiled in soup or made into medicine, it is a good thing. Alien trees are extremely rare in the Ten Thousand Realms, and even if they appear, they are in groups, and they often have to wait for years outside the alien wood tribe to harvest some roots......"

This time, the auctioneer did not carry out false publicity, and the strange wood is among the "strange things and strange things", and although the level of strange things and strange things is lower than that of the real dragon, it is similar to the ordinary dragon clan, and the worst is equivalent to the dragon, far more than the ordinary demon barbarian. The roots of the alien wood are indeed very scarce, and they have extremely high medicinal value, and even the half-saint family has a huge demand.

In the end, ten tree roots sold for a huge sum of 2.75 million.

Yang Yuhuan, Su Xiaoxiao and the others were extremely surprised, they didn't expect the value of this kind of artifact to be so high, and the tax revenue of a lower county was only about one million taels a year.

If the total assets of a family reach 500,000, it is a famous family, which is enough to affect a county.

This price has doubled compared to what Fang Yun expected.

One lot after another came to the market, and it was the first time for Fang Yun to participate in his own special auction, which he found very interesting.

Ao Huang said in a low voice: "The auction is very fun, do you need me to pull out a few dragon scales and go up for auction?

The slave gave Ao Huang a blank look, completely taking this real dragon as a fool.

"I'll talk about it later when I have a chance. "Fang Yunxin Dao slave slave has vision.

The turnover increased at a very rapid rate, soon surpassing the 10 million silver figures.

After the twelfth lot, the auctioneer looked around the auction hall with a smile, cleared his throat, and said with a spring thunder: "The next thirteenth lot is not a divine object, but the first famous ancient poem of Fang Xusheng, and it is with this poem that he became a third-class child!

Subsequently, the four Mengtong children excitedly walked up to the auction table and recited "Spring Dawn" aloud.

"I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers fall!"

The crowd in the audience exchanged their heads.

The old auctioneer said with a thunderous tongue: "The old man got this thing yesterday, and he couldn't sleep at night! If Fang Xusheng is a book, then this poem is the preface to the book, and it has a significance that cannot be estimated by any of the poems that follow! This is Fang Xusheng's first masterpiece, and it is also the first masterpiece in the examination room! This poem is not only of great significance, and the poetry is timeless and clear, but it has already reached the realm of Mingzhou! If it is inherited for thousands of years, it is very likely to reach Zhenguo! What kind of luck is it to buy Zhenguo's poems at the price of Mingzhou?"

The voice in the field was louder, and I don't know how many Hongyan handbooks flew out of the official seal, asking the meaning of the family elders.

The old auctioneer was very satisfied, pondered for a while, and said: "Fang Xusheng personally wrote a poem "Spring Dawn" in Mingzhou, with a low price of one million taels of silver, and a price increase of 100,000 each time!"

"Dingdingding......ding"

The calm official seal before was gone, and at the same time, there were more than 100 sounds!

Even the Confucian family participated in the auction!

The Confucian family's literary name is as good as the sky, but it is strong in the scriptures, and the Confucian family is too general in terms of poetry, if Fang Yun's famous works can be included in the Confucian family, it will definitely be of great significance.

A loud voice suddenly rang out.

"Ten million!"

Many people almost cursed, the estimated value of "Spring Dawn" is about six million silver, after all, this is not the first original work, even if the price is high, it can only reach nine million, and the person opened his mouth to be 10 million, which is too much.

"Hehe......" Ao Huang suddenly laughed softly.

Fang Yun felt that the voice was a little familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he immediately remembered that it was the voice of the Tsing Yi Longhou.

Dragons participate in this auction!(To be continued......)