Chapter 20 His Treasure, My Worthless

After the Jade God Flower, the atmosphere in the arena became extremely weird.

The high price of twenty-eight thousand taels.

A strange flower that can make people reassemble a broken limb.

Everyone can't help but feel that this flower is the most precious item and the most valuable item in this transaction.

Therefore, I am not so surprised by the various rare treasures below.

But it is undeniable that things that can be boarded in Anzhuang are not ordinary things.

One item after another was auctioned off.

There are also some things, but no one bids for them, so they can only be left for the next time.

It is said that if no one buys it three times, the Anzhuang will seal it up and sell it in another way.

"Hundred God Pot!"

Finally it was the turn of this one.

Zhuang Ming's heart trembled slightly, but his expression did not change.

The old man above pointed to the Baishen Pot with an excited expression.

"This pot is unusual and made of special materials. It is suspected to be a meteorite from outside the sky. It cannot even be compared with refined steel."

"But such a hard material is engraved with such a lifelike picture."

"Hundreds of gods are engraved on the outside, with different images, just like living things."

"There is liquid in it, which is suspected to be the liquid of immortal wine."

"Of course, in the dark village business, we always know everything and talk endlessly. I can tell you clearly that the gods and spirits should be drunk by the lucky ones, otherwise, it will be highly poisonous."

"In the past, this fairy jug was also used as a poison. It kills people invisible, and there is no cure for it. It will try everything."

"It's just that the fly in the ointment is that maybe the heat is not enough, the lid of the pot can't be opened, and the wine can only seep out occasionally."

"But it's definitely not a mortal thing, maybe it's just not enough time."

"If the time comes, the wine will probably be considered mature. Ordinary people like me can also drink a cup, so that we can prolong our life and see forever."

It has to be said that when the old man spoke, his tone was deep, as if it was true, and everyone's hearts were pondering when he said it, and some people's eyes were even more enthusiastic.

At this time, the old man said with satisfaction: "The Baishen pot is priced at 1,800 taels. Please bid, and the one with the highest price will get it."

The atmosphere fell silent for a while.

It wasn't long before someone spoke up.

"Two thousand taels."

As the voice spread, many people in the room pondered, and some showed hesitation.

This Baishen pot is indeed extraordinary, the material is indestructible, far better than Baishen steel, so it is extremely impressive.

The oozing liquid can be highly toxic or useful.

Moreover, although An Zhuang's words are false, it is not impossible. Maybe it is the legendary immortal wine, but it is only when the heat is not enough that it becomes highly poisonous.

It's just that the lid of the pot can't be opened, and the price is not low, which makes people hesitate.

Who can know, what is this?

"Two thousand one hundred taels."

Someone spoke up again.

But the person who offered two thousand taels just now did not open his mouth. Maybe he thought more about it and felt that it was not worth spending too much silver taels.

The middle-aged man who bid just now, after quoting 2,100 taels, saw that everyone was silent, and no one was willing to make another bid, so he couldn't help feeling a little regretful, maybe he thought highly of this thing, and bought the wrong money?

After all, more than two thousand taels of silver was enough to buy a hundred servants in the Dongsheng Dynasty, which was not a small amount. Although his family was considered a big family, it could not afford such a splurge.

However, in the silence, seeing the old man on the stage, he was going to choose this middle-aged man.

But there was another voice.

"Two thousand six hundred taels."

This voice is flat and clear.

The voice of Mr. Thirteen Zhuang Ming.

Everyone's eyes followed the voice.

The bidding between Mr. Thirteen and Song Tianyuan just now was the most intense and also the most interesting in this transaction.

Song Tianyuan's complexion changed slightly, he wanted to speak up to add trouble to Zhuang Ming, but he remembered that he was in a precarious situation at this time because he couldn't afford 28,000 taels.

Moreover, he was also afraid of the situation in front of him, which was another trap dug for him by Zhuang Ming.

"Mr. Zhuang Ming, the bid is two thousand six hundred taels, is there a higher one?"

The old man on the stage said aloud.

Everyone was slightly silent, and the atmosphere in the field became quiet.

In fact, to put it bluntly, An Zhuang might not be able to determine what this Baishen Pot is, but just to put it nicely, he just gave the most miraculous guess, nothing more.

What it is and what it is for, no one knows.

"What a baby."

Song Tianyuan suddenly made a sound, and said slowly: "The treasure Mr. Shisan likes is naturally not a vulgar thing. It is said that Mr. Shisan likes antiques the most. He collected all kinds of items at the sixteen mansions of Huai'an at high prices. He has a very high vision. Mr. Thirteen can see through the Jade God Flower that An Zhuang even mistook, and Song feels ashamed, so the Hundred Gods Pot in front of him must be a treasure."

These words really make people think about it, and it also vaguely touches people's hearts.

But among the people present, none of them were idiots.

Just now, Song Tianyuan and Zhuang Ming had apparently settled their grievances, and now that Song Tianyuan opened his mouth at this time, it was unavoidable that he was suspected of murdering with a knife.

If it's a treasure, it's okay to buy it.

But I'm afraid that this thing is not very useful, but it will become Song Tianyuan's knife and offend Zhuang's firm.

Zhuang Ming just remained silent.

At this moment, it is useless to talk too much, no matter what response he sends out, there will always be people who will question him and let his imagination run wild.

In this case, no matter whether it is denying Song Tianyuan's words or acknowledging Song Tianyuan's words, there is a taste of trying to cover up.

So he neither admits nor denies it.

But from another perspective, it is more like a default.

"Two thousand eight hundred taels." There was an old man dressed luxuriously, who seemed to be a rich man in the capital. He hesitated a little, but said aloud.

"Three thousand taels."

The moment the old man's voice just fell, Zhuang Ming's plain voice sounded.

Although the voice is indifferent, it gives people a sense of certainty.

Song Tianyuan couldn't help feeling emotional, and said: "I don't know what is the treasure that Mister Thirteen values ​​so much? Three thousand taels of silver is not impossible for you to take out. Maybe you can exchange it for a treasure."

Among the people present, half of them were emotionally fluctuating, half-believing what Song Tianyuan said, and pondering in their hearts.

But it's about money, the price is thousands of taels high, no matter who it is, they are extremely cautious.

Those who can take out such a sum of money themselves, or those who can take out such a sum of money from their families, will not be mediocre, and naturally they are not impulsive people, and they are all in meditation at the moment.

"It is indeed a strange thing."

Zhuang Ming responded like this, but after he finished speaking, he glanced at Song Tianyuan, as if provocative.

Song Tianyuan's heart trembled slightly.

But when other people saw this gaze, it was different.

Zhuang Ming is urging Song Tianyuan to participate in the bidding?

But the white night flower just now had already caused Song Tianyuan a big fall.

Could it be that this Baishen Pot is another pit for Song Tianyuan to jump into?

Moreover, Song Tianyuan said it nicely, what kind of treasure and wonder, but he himself did not bid, not even the slightest movement?

This is most likely due to the fighting spirit of the two of them. Why do you jump in when you have nothing to do?

"..."

Song Tianyuan took a deep breath. He was about to fabricate the origin of the Baishen pot, but he also understood that not many people would believe it, so he gave up.

And Zhuang Ming's expression was indifferent, there is no need to say much at this time, silence speaks louder than words.

There are many smart people present, and there are also many people who think they are smart.

"Mr. Shisan of Huai'an Zhuang's Commercial Bank, the price is three thousand taels. Is there anyone who can offer a higher price?"

The old man on the stage looked at Song Tianyuan, he wished that these two would continue to fight and raise the price to the sky.

Song Tianyuan pretended not to see it.

Zhuang Ming quietly looked at the Baishen Pot.

At this moment, Shuang Ling and Bai Lao who were behind him didn't know why the young master fell in love with such a seemingly useless flagon, and there was a little doubt in their eyes.

"The so-called treasures are home to those who are virtuous, and they are also home to those who are knowledgeable."

The old man who had known Zhuang Ming before couldn't help stroking his beard and smiling, and said: "If I don't know this thing, it will be worthless if I put it in my hand. Zhuang Ming knows this thing and thinks it can be worth three thousand in his hands." Two, that is his own judgment. Anyway, in the hands of the old man, this thing is useless, and it is not an elegant thing to keep at home. Body, elegant demeanor."

"That's what Yuan Lao said." The old man's status was not low, and someone immediately agreed.

"Haha, Mr. Li doesn't know this item. If I really want to spend three thousand taels to buy an item that I don't know at all, I really can't open my mouth."

"Even if you know this thing, can you really speak?" Another person said.

"What do you mean?" Li Yuanwai was a little dissatisfied.

"Just like the ancient painting from the previous dynasty, everyone knows its origin and its value. Brother Wu loves Danqing very much, so he can bid two thousand four hundred taels, but in the eyes of ordinary people like me, four hundred taels is too much."

"What is two thousand four hundred taels? In Wu's heart, this thing is a priceless treasure."

"That's why."

Yuan Lao said with a smile: "If you send this painting to the poor people's home and sell it for only one tael of silver, he can kick you out of the house... In the eyes of others, this painting is worthless, and it is worth half a liter of rice."

In fact, the price has already been set by this time.

Among the people present, no one is willing to spend three to five thousand taels of silver to buy something with unknown origin and use.

What's more, Mr. Thirteen, perhaps the richest person present, even if he wanted to fight, he couldn't compete with him.

Instead of this, it's better to sell personal favors.

Zhuang Ming glanced at the crowd, smiled and nodded.

As for Song Tianyuan, he still didn't say a word, and he couldn't see what it was.

But he regretted it faintly.

Jade God Flower is fake, he knows it well.

But what about Zhuang Ming?

Zhuang Ming also knew that Jade God Flower was fake?

Or, Zhuang Ming just didn't want to be cheated by himself, so he gave up Jade God Flower?

Or, Zhuang Ming believed that the Jade God Flower was real, but the so-called Hundred God Pot on the stage was more precious in Zhuang Ming's heart than the Jade God Flower that could restore his legs?

If he knew this earlier, why use the Jade God Flower to set up a trap for him?

If I knew this earlier, I should have set up a game with this thing!

Song Tianyuan clenched his fist tightly. For the first time in his life, he felt that he was too careless and arrogant.

"Three thousand taels of silver, this item belongs to Mr. Shisan of Huai'an Zhuangshi Commercial Bank."

The old man determined the ownership of this object, and someone brought up another object immediately.

And Zhuang Ming still looked calm.

But in his heart, there was a little excitement.

He has confirmed that this is the Gu Dao vessel.

Moreover, the Gu in it is about to mature.

Because of his own true energy, he was vaguely agitated.

And the young dragon in the sleeve felt threatened and felt a fierceness.

According to the ancient method, he is sure to subdue this voodoo, and use it as nourishment for the young dragon, to increase his morality for several years, and make the young dragon open his mouth.

This will save him years of hard work!

Years of medicated baths will be saved.

It will also save countless silver taels.

This made his journey of becoming a dragon a step further.

This gave him even more hope of cultivating a real dragon in his lifetime.

He can conclude that this Gu item is not low-level, and after getting it, subduing and refining it with the ancient method will increase its benefits, which will be even more effective than the medicinal baths he has been taking day and night for six years!