In the private room, the prince scolded directly, and almost didn't lift the table.

He came for the jasmine-flavored perfume today, but he didn't expect the jasmine-flavored perfume to become a bonus eventually.

Well, no matter what the last lot is, those who want to get their hands on the jasmine perfume must be bidding like crazy, is the little money he brought in enough in front of these people?

"What a great sales method, this is the only last chance to get a jasmine perfume, and I'm afraid this finale will sell for an unimaginable price." Marlon on the side took a deep breath and said.

Just when everyone was waiting for what the last lot would be, the waiter took a piece of paper and put it on the auction table.

Everyone was puzzled, could it be that the last lot was this piece of paper?

Under the puzzled gaze of everyone, Li Shihan slowly spoke: "Everyone, please see, the last auction, the recipe for fried stinky tofu!" I believe that everyone has already eaten the fried stinky tofu prepared for everyone in the private room, are you attracted by its unique taste? This last lot is the deep-fried stinky tofu, which is not to be missed by those who like to eat! ”

As soon as these words came out, many people's eyes lit up, and the prince slapped the table excitedly: "The recipe is actually the recipe for fried stinky tofu, no matter what, I must take it down!" ”

As the crown prince, how could he not see the hidden business opportunities in this small plate of fried stinky tofu?

He is worried that he doesn't have a good opportunity to make money, if he can take a picture of this recipe, and then send people to set up stalls in the streets and alleys of Wudu City to sell fried stinky tofu, he will definitely make a lot of money!

Jasmine-flavored perfumes don't matter anymore, it's the big deal to make money with this recipe!

Thinking of this, the prince couldn't help but secretly scold Yu Hao for being a fool and actually taking out such an important recipe for auction.

In fact, for Hao, this fried stinky tofu is just a very simple one of the many delicacies in later generations, and it can be easily made.

And fried stinky tofu is just a snack, Yu Hao has no plans to enter the catering industry for the time being, and he will sell it, and it is not bad to be able to exchange some money for development.

In the No. 3 private room, Ding Oulong excitedly pulled Changsun Lang: "Brother Lang, Brother Lang, the last lot is actually a recipe, why don't we take a picture of it, so that there will be endless fried stinky tofu in the future!" ”

Changsun Lang was thinking about something, he was not interested in any stinky tofu at all, and when he was pulled by Ding Oulong, he suddenly said impatiently: "If you want to shoot yourself, don't bother me!" ”

Seeing that Changsun Lang was angry, Ding Oulong hurriedly closed his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on the recipe on the auction table.

"Deep-fried stinky tofu recipe, the reserve price is five thousand taels of silver, and each price increase shall not be less than one thousand taels, and the auction will begin!"

As soon as Li Shihan's voice fell, the VIPs began to bid one after another, and the price of the recipe suddenly soared.

In the No. 6 private room, Zhu An showed a wicked smile on his face, "If you want to play, play a big one, 200,000!" ”

"The No. 6 private room bid 200,000 taels of silver!"

With the waiter's offer, the scene suddenly fell silent, but it was only quiet for a second, and the sound of bidding sounded one after another.

The prince nodded at the waiter beside him, and the waiter understood, and hurriedly shouted: "The fourth private room bid 300,000 taels of silver!" ”

The scene was quiet again, but in the next second, a crisp voice sounded from the other side.

"The fifteenth private room bid 400,000 taels of silver!"

Wow!

There was an uproar at the scene, and the big guy in the No. 15 private room finally made a move, and as soon as he made a move, he directly increased the price by 100,000 taels!

The prince gritted his teeth, his eyes were gloomy, the ones that this guy in the fifteenth private room had taken before were close to 500,000 taels, and now he was so generous with so much money to shoot the recipes.

Who the hell is this guy sacred, how can he be so rich?

Looking at the box behind him, the prince began to hesitate, he only came today with 450,000 taels of silver tickets, and there were 440,000 taels left after the entrance fee of 10,000 taels.

This is most of his net worth, do you really want to fill it all in for this recipe?

But if the fried stinky tofu sells well, the income it brings to him will be sustainable, and he may be able to make back the money soon.

Thinking of this, the prince's heart was crossed, and he shouted: "The No. 4 private room bids 440,000 taels!" ”

That's all the money he's brought, and if he can't get the recipe down, there's nothing he can do.

With the prince's offer, the scene suddenly fell silent, and the No. 15 private room was also silent.

A smug smile suddenly appeared on the prince's face, it seems that this guy in the fifteenth private room has no money, and the recipe is his own!

Just when the prince thought that the victory was in his hands, a crisp voice suddenly sounded in the private room next to him: "The third private room bids 441,000 taels!" ”

"Damn!"

The prince was furious in his heart, and he lifted the table in front of him, eager to rush to the next door to see who had done bad things to him.

On the other side, Changsun Lang was thinking about the plan, and suddenly heard the waiter's offer, and stood up with a "Teng", his eyes full of anger.

"What are you shouting nonsense, who made you quote!"

The waiter's face was full of grievances, and he pointed to Ding Oulong on the side and said, "This son asked me to quote." ”

Eldest Sun Lang was stunned for a moment, grabbed Ding Oulong's shoulder, and said angrily: "You are crazy, more than 400,000 taels to buy a recipe?" ”

"Waves...... Brother Lang, didn't you ask me to shoot it? Ding Oulong said tremblingly.

"When did I let you shoot? Are you a pig? ”

Changsun Lang was about to be angry with Ding Oulong, he just yelled impatiently just now, wanting Ding Oulong not to disturb him, but he didn't expect Ding Oulong, a fool, to understand what he meant wrongly.

However, just when Changsun Lang was praying for someone to increase the price, Li Shihan rang the auction hammer.

"Congratulations to the guests in the No. 3 private room for winning the recipe for fried stinky tofu at a price of 441,000 taels of silver! Our waiter will deliver the lot to you shortly. ”

Hearing this, Changsun Lang understood that it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time, and hurriedly pulled Ding Oulong: "Hurry up!" ”

However, just as Changsun Lang wanted to leave the private room, the door of the private room suddenly opened, and four burly dart masters walked in, saying expressionlessly: "Please wait for the waiter to deliver the lot." ”

In the next second, a waiter entered the private room with a smile on his face: "Hello VIP, this is the lot you photographed, please accept it." ”

Under the fierce gaze of the dart master, Changsun Lang trembled and glanced at the recipe he had taken: "Okay...... Fine, nothing is a problem. ”

"Since there is no problem, I will trouble the VIP to pay, a total of 450,000 taels of silver." The waiter said with a smile.

Hearing this, Changsun Lang turned his head to look at Ding Oulong and said, "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and give the money!" ”

Who knew that Ding Oulong showed an inexplicable look: "Lang...... Brother Lang, I don't have any money, you didn't let me shoot it, you should give this money! ”