Chapter 63: Alibaba Auction

The middle-aged man surnamed Fu closed his eyes tightly, leaned his back on the mahogany Taishi chair, rubbed the teapot lid with one hand and held the chair handle with the other, and said slowly, as if it was not a big deal. But Mo Yan didn't dare to think so, cautious, cautious, this is an old monster, extremely careful, if the answer given really provokes his dissatisfaction, it can't really cause death.

"The younger generation is stupid, since you have come to this Tao Ran Zhai, you should still ask the seniors to decide everything. ”

"Hmph, count you kid acquaintance. Hearing Mo Yan's smooth answer, the master of the Fu Sect was in a good mood and said, "In this way, today you go back first, and tomorrow you will come back with your things, I will arrange it first, and keep it for you a satisfactory answer, can you?" With a fist salute, Mo Yan took two large packages full of medicinal materials and left Tao Ranzhai.

As soon as he stepped out of Tao Ranzhai, Mo Yan felt that his whole body seemed to be soaked, and the pressure of bargaining with Pei Ying Monk was really not something ordinary people could bear, it seemed that the wealth could not be leaked casually in the future, even if this Emei Golden Dome Conference was known as the first trade fair in the safety of the whole cultivation world, Mo Yan was still worried, this is good to say in Emei, if he goes out, if he is remembered, he will not be able to escape.

Just as Mo Yan stepped out of the appraisal room, there was a secret voice from the master of the Fu Sect in his ears, "I believe that Mo Daoyou is a smart person and will not do stupid things, right?" Mo Yan really regretted it, if he asked Huang Mei first why he was so cheap and brought out all the medicinal materials. However, these medicinal herbs that were randomly planted on the back mountain like weeds by the monks of the ancient cave mansion of Diaoyu Island back then have become so valuable after thousands of years of brewing, and they really surprised Mo Yan.

"The door master, why is it so arranged, let him go, you must know that there are no less than 100 shops here, and there are many competitors, if the news leaks, we won't even be able to drink the soup" The white shopkeeper muttered in a hurry for a while, completely ignoring the etiquette and reproached.

"Ling'er is not in a hurry, he can't run, and this deal can only be done by our Tao Ranzhai, hum, I have cast a blindfold on these wooden boxes, if the general infant monk is not carefully watched, he can't see what's in it, and I put a wisp of soul on him, if he has any bad behavior, I will know it one by one, he will know the interest, both sides benefit, if you don't know the fun, hum, I will never let the meat in the mouth fly away again. After speaking, the eyes of everyone surnamed Fu shot out wisps of fierce light, which really looked like a butcher.

After Mo Yan came out of Tao Ranzhai, he still decided to go to other shops to shop, of course, the medicinal materials will not be exposed to people again, but the Qi Refining Pill and Zhuji Dan can still be bought. Before going out, I planned to give a space storage bag to each of my brothers. You can't just go back empty-handed.

Mo Yan turned a street and entered a shop called Ziling Pavilion, and when Mo Yan took out 5 bottles of a whole few hundred Tsukidan and wanted to trade and sell them, the fat pig-like shopkeeper couldn't stop talking. Just kidding, this Zhuji Dan is a necessary pill for monks in the foundation building period of Qi cultivation period, even if there are few monks in the world today, but there are fewer pills, and it has to be used by monks for regular cultivation, so it is even more in short supply, one or two Zhuji Dan can create a foundation building monk, how can this not be popular, the store is naturally happy. However, the Qi Cultivation Pill is not so popular, because the raw materials are mostly some 5 to 10 years of fast-growing elixirs, so it is relatively easy to cultivate, and the quantity is also more, so the price of the whole 3 bottles of nearly 1,000 Qi Refining Pills was sold for 500 low-grade spirit stones, because there was no storage bag, so the store gave Mo Yan a recharge card of the equivalent denomination, which was also the common currency specially prepared by the Golden Dome Conference for these low-level monks, after all, hundreds of spirit stones are good to say, and it is really not good to look good if you carry them like this if you carry them like this again.

Because Tsukidan is different from Qi Cultivation Pill, it is much more valuable, so the shopkeeper told Mo Yan that his own store can't digest so much Tsukidan, but if Mo Yan really wants to sell these Tsukidan, he has to trade in another way to maximize the benefits. The other way is to auction. Hearing the auction, Mo Yan's eyes darkened, why is this Zhuji Dan so precious, why is it so unlucky today, I knew that this Zhuji Dan was so precious, so I went directly to the auction house belonging to the Oriental Chamber of Commerce to auction, why bother to make such an extra link, so that this kid can earn an intermediary fee again.

However, this can't be blamed on Mo Yan, because Huangmei Daoren didn't tell Mo Yan that Zhuji Dan was very precious at that time, that is, the medicinal materials he found when he refined Zhuji Dan for Mo Yan were all in stock at the bottom of the box, and Mo Yan wasted several medicinal materials at that time, and his heart was dripping with blood, but in order not to let Mo Yan have any ideas, he still pretended to be generous and didn't say anything. Moreover, the cave of the Yin-Yang Sect where Mo Yan got the Zhuji Dan was packed in big boxes and piled up at the entrance of the cave like cabbage, which made Mo Yan feel that this was not a valuable thing at all. It wasn't until today that Mo Yan suddenly realized that he was the same as the mortal world in the cultivation world, and he was actually a big money, but he didn't know it.

The shopkeeper led Mo Yan to an Indian auction house called Alibaba opposite, and after a period of bargaining, the dead fat man took a recharge card with an unknown amount from an Indian person in charge of the auction hall and left happily, and said to Mo Yan when he left, "I wish the auction a smooth ride".

Following the Indian into the appraisal room in the room, after some appraisal and accuracy, the next round of auction for the defendant will be held in two hours, please Mo Yan wait in the reception room with peace of mind. Although Mo Yan is very unhappy, the attitude of this Indian is still good, no worse than the regular auction company in the world, fruit snacks, large-screen LCD cloud TV, automatic massage bed, whirlpool reception room are all available, and wholeheartedly let the employer be in a relaxed and happy mood of satisfaction.