Chapter 242: Slamming the Door
The purpose is to help Bai Ying take a picture of the snake staff left by the ancient wizard.
When he recalled, Bai Xiaochang rang the bell: "One hundred and thirty million and one gold coins." ”
The auctioneer had a fox-like smile on his face and was about to knock down the small hammer, but Bai Xiaochang suddenly spoke, making him almost throw the small hammer out.
The audience was silent, looking at the box where the sound came from.
Only mention one gold coin, do you want to pick the door so much?
Unexpectedly, the two he had been looking forward to would be so "saving", the auctioneer twitched the corner of his eye.
Being looked at like this by everyone, Bai Xiaochang didn't blush, he could save it, wouldn't a gold coin be money?
One hundred and thirty million and one gold coins is also a very large number, okay?
When Bai Fei heard this number, his first reaction was to frown, and he rang the bell in displeasure: "140 million gold coins!" ”
A bright smile appeared on the auctioneer's face again, and it was still the Bai family who made a big move, and the small hammer in his hand was about to be knocked down again.
"Loser!" Bai Xiaochang was heartbroken, clenched the clothes on his chest, and rang the bell again: "One hundred and forty million and one gold coins!" ”
The corners of the auctioneer's mouth twitched, and his hand froze in midair.
Bai Fei was angry and looked at the wall, his eyes seemed to want to pass through the two boxes separated by each other, and see the guy who couldn't slam the door.
"Fourteen-five million!"
"Young master, I advise you to give up, if you let the head of the family know, she will definitely be angry." The servant stood behind Bai Fei and reminded him.
"This thing, I'm going to decide, no one can stop it, the money will be as if I borrowed it, even if I die, I will find a way to pay it back." Bai Fei was so angry that he couldn't think.
The auctioneer's face was happy, and the little hammer was about to be knocked down again, and then when the bell rang, his smiling face collapsed, and he couldn't cry or laugh.
Whose bear child is this, is this a troublemaker?!
"One hundred and forty-five million and one gold coins!" Bai Xiaochang almost roared out this time, and he was so distressed that he broke out in a cold sweat.
"150 million!" As soon as her words fell, Bai Fei also made a bid.
The audience was in an uproar, 150 million, is it worth selling a grass at this price?
The women silently replied in their hearts, it's worth it!
If they have the money, they will definitely bid along.
It's a pity they don't have any money.
After Bai Fei bid, he felt that something was wrong, this voice was so strange?
He thought for a moment, but couldn't figure out what was wrong.
Suddenly, a shadow flashed in his mind.
He turned his head and asked the staff member who led them in, "Do you know who is in the box where you just bid?" ”
The staff was stunned, thought for a moment, and said, "It seems that the two people we met in the corridor." ”
Bai Fei stiffened and slowly turned around.
It's her, no wonder she wants to take pictures of the thousand-year-old dragon rock flower.
Bai Fei was silent, and his heart was extremely painful.
He wants to drop the bid.
When the auctioneer on the field heard the price of 150 million gold coins, the look on his face was very wonderful and very happy, but he was afraid that Bai Xiao would often make trouble, so that the little hammer wanted to knock it down, but he didn't dare to knock it down.
After a while, he saw that the people in the two boxes did not move, and asked cautiously: "The guests in box eight, do you still want to increase the price?" ”
Box No. 8 is Bai Xiaochang's box, and Bai Fei is in Box No. 5.
The audience was silent, and their eyes were all in line as they looked at Box 8.
Bai Xiaochang did not speak.
The auctioneer's face was happy, and he wanted to knock down the small hammer while Bai Xiao was not making trouble.
Bai Fei's face was even paler than before, he stood up and spoke: "I ......"
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted.
"A thousand-year-old snake grass fruit!"