"Oh?" Shen Kun secretly screamed shit luck and asked rhetorically, "What about the price?"

"The reserve price is 25,000 taels, and the price increase is at least 1,000 taels each time...... In my experience, the final transaction price should be around 45,000 taels!" The old shopkeeper quickly quoted the price, and then said with a smile: "Don't worry, sir, although this is an auction for someone, we can't give you away for free, but I will take care of the auctioneer, as long as you bid ......" Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was obvious, as long as Shen Kun wanted to sell, they would do their best to lower the price, which was considered a personal favor.

Shen Kun smiled and accepted the kindness of the old shopkeeper, although he is not short of money now, it is always a good thing to save a little.

Located in the deepest part of the street, the auction hall is a three-story attic, and today's auction is on the first floor of the attic, a hall that can accommodate fifty or sixty people.

Walking into the hall, Shen Kun was arranged in the front row of VIP seats, and watched the auction in another world with a smile......

Sitting next to Shen Kun was a purple-haired young man, and when he saw Shen Kun's dress, he immediately frowned.

It must be explained that Shen Kun was born as a monk, so his demeanor and temperament have some Buddhist shadows, wearing a black Baina shirt, a big red robe, a big bald head, plus he is sloppy and follows his surname, he looks like a poor monk who has a relationship.

Isn't it an insult to the identity of Young Master Ben to sit beside such a poor monk?

The purple-haired young man snorted, and there were four strangely good-looking middle-aged people beside him, and he immediately lowered his head, "Young Sect Master, what do you command?"

"Let this monk stay away from me!" The purple-haired young man's voice was immature and his tone was arrogant, obviously a second ancestor who didn't have much social experience and was used to being at home!

Listening to the purple-haired young man's words, a middle-aged man said in a low voice: "Young Sect Master, this is not Lingyun Palace, we have no reason to drive away other people's guests!" ”

"What is the background? I, Zhao State calls itself a dynasty, but it is a small border country, even if I let their emperor give up his seat, does he dare to say a word?"

The purple-haired boy scolded conceitedly, with his identity, he could really treat the entire Great Zhao Dynasty as a hillbilly, but the Zhao people had an advantage, holding together, and fighting was not fatal, so as soon as he heard this purple-haired boy's disrespectful words, several bold brothers immediately surrounded him, "What's the matter? Little brother looks down on us Zhao people?"

"Hey, a few friends, my young master is joking, don't take it to heart, come, it's a little meaning, it's a friend!"

The middle-aged man was exquisite, and sent wine to appease these fierce stubbles, and then he lightly kicked the purple-haired young man with his toes, and said in a low voice: "Young Sect Master, although your status is noble, but this is in the territory of Zhao State, you insult Zhao people loudly, you will commit public anger......! Let's go to the suburbs and have fun fighting a few monsters?"

"Forget it!" The purple-haired young man also saw everyone's resentful gazes, and waved his hand impatiently, "I'm in a good mood today, I'm too lazy to bother with the hillbillies of these small countries!

After speaking, he walked out with four of his subordinates on his toes.

Shen Kun saw this scene and pursed his lips disdainfully, although he had a small belly, he would not be able to deal with a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child.

The auction continues.

The auction process in the Kyushu Continent is not much different from that on the earth, they all introduce the auction items first, and then bid for the purchase, Shen Kun looked at it for a while, and found no auction items of interest, and gradually dozed off. When he opened his eyes, he found that the purple-haired young man had just returned, and the middle-aged man behind him was panting slightly, his eyes were tired, as if he had just fought a big battle.

Shen Kun just wanted to look at it again, but the old shopkeeper sat down with a smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "Sir, the next auction item is the purple gold medicine pestle, I have already said hello, you directly bid 30,000 taels, and the rest will be handed over to us!"

"Oh, thank you dude!" Shen Kun smiled.

"The next auction item, the Purple Gold Medicine Pestle!"

A seductive voice sounded on the auction table, and the auctioneer pointed to a sealed box and said with a smile: "I don't think I need to say anything more about this purple gold medicine pestle, right? Just like ink is to a spirit rune master, copper and iron are to a foundry, this purple gold medicine pestle is the treasure that every pharmacist dreams of...... The reserve price, 25,000 taels, the minimum increase of 1,000 taels, start bidding!"

Shen Kun touched his chin and raised his hand, "Twenty-five thousand ......"

As long as he finished speaking, the auctioneer who had already bought it would cooperate with the show, but just as he was halfway through his speech, the purple-haired young man next to him clapped his hands and laughed, "Interesting, interesting, it's really good luck, and the gods can't stop it, just about to find a purple gold medicine pestle, he sent it to the door himself!"

What's going on? Isn't it already arranged? Why are there still people robbing Hu halfway?

Shen Kun looked at the auctioneer, but the auctioneer was already sweating profusely, not to mention that the old shopkeeper had a word first, this purple gold medicine pestle must be sold to Shen Kun at the reserve price, just say that the auction is normal, and I have never seen the price doubled all at once!

"Sir, I'm sorry!" just patted his chest and made a guarantee, and the next second there was an accident, the old shopkeeper's face couldn't hold back, and he hurriedly explained: "I have already said hello to several major buyers, but at that time, the purple-haired young man went out, I thought he wouldn't come back......" glared at the purple-haired young man fiercely, gritted his teeth and said: "That's good! This matter is that our Baibao Zhai didn't give you a profit, although you bid, I will pay!"

Shen Kun immediately raised his hand, "100,000 taels!"

Ten, one hundred thousand? The old shopkeeper's heart almost jumped out, Shen Kun, you are so ruthless! But the words have already been spoken, and it is too late to regret it.

"Oh, you poor monk still dare to rob me?" The purple-haired boy had never seen such a scene, and he dared to interfere with what he wanted!?

Shen Kun narrowed his eyes, and raised his hand locally, "Four hundred thousand taels!" Anyway, it's not a poor monk's consumption, just say it!

"Interesting!" The purple-haired young man laughed, stood up, and patted the table, "Young Master Ben is too lazy to bother with you, the price is 800,000 taels!"

Shen Kun was not in a hurry, squinted his eyes, held half a piece of pastry in his mouth, and said slowly: "One million and six thousand taels!"

"Lord Shen, be merciful, be merciful!" the old shopkeeper couldn't wait to slap himself in a big mouth. God, why should I promise casually, Shen Kun is too ruthless, taking other people's money is not money!

On the other side, the middle-aged man's face also changed, and he said in a low voice: "Young Sect Master, your family is rich, but you can't waste it like this!"

"How much do you mouth?"

The purple-haired young man stared at Shen Kun, "I'll pay 3.22 million yuan, twice as high as you! Poor monk, do you dare to follow?"

He sneered: "Before that, you think clearly, can you take out this money? If you ask for the price, but you can't get the money, you will lose your head!"

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