Chapter 200 The Struggle of the Poor

Feng Tianyu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked in the direction Ye Wanxi was staring at, and immediately saw the things displayed inside the exquisite glass window.

"ring?"

That's right, inside that transparent glass case is a small ring.

It's called a ring, but it only looks like one.

The surface is pitted and uneven, making it impossible to tell what material it is made of; it is so plain that it could almost be described as rudimentary.

Compared to the sparkly diamond rings or even plain rings of today, it's like heaven and earth.

But when Ye Wanxi saw the ring for the first time, her eyes welled up with tears, and she was so excited that her hands trembled slightly.

Because this ring belongs to her.

To be precise, it was a gift from her senior brother in her previous life after he successfully learned weapon crafting for the first time; it was also the first gift he had ever given her in his life.

In that world, this ring accompanied her for many years. Even after her senior brother's weapon-refining skills improved and her second senior brother became a famous genius weapon refiner, Ye Wanxi never changed the ring.

Don't let its small size and ugly appearance fool you; this ring contains Ye Wanxi's entire life's wealth!

Feng Tianyu wasn't stupid either. Seeing Ye Wanxi staring at the ring for a long time, his eyes lit up slightly: "You like that ring?"

"Um."

"Then take a picture of it."

Feng Tianyu reached out and grasped Ye Wanxi's slightly cool hand, saying, "Take the picture if you like it, I'm here for you."

Ye Wanxi froze, vaguely recalling a long time ago when someone secretly took her down the mountain to play.

Looking at all the delicious food and fun things in the market, I told her, "Buy whatever you like, your senior brother is here for you."

While she was still in a daze, the host had already begun introducing this "ordinary" final exhibit.

"Our grand finale today is this ring. Don't let its unassuming appearance fool you; this ring is actually made of a rare meteorite. It's impervious to fire, water, or even the strongest hammer. Legend has it that this is an ancient artifact passed down from the heavens, waiting for its destined owner."

Ye Wanxi: "..." I'll just listen to you brag quietly.

It's a meteorite from outer space, made of rare materials. The reason it can't be damaged by fire, water, or even a hammer is because there's an array set up on the ring.

Unless someone is the ring's owner or someone whose strength is three levels higher than the original owner, they cannot open the ring and damage it in the slightest.

As for that destined person...

Ye Wanxi's eyes brightened slightly. Wasn't this describing her?!

Ye Wanxi tried hard to suppress her urge to press the bell, but then she heard a disdainful mutter from the next room, number 8: "A celestial object? A destined person? Are you kidding me? Why would you spend so much money on such a hard thing? It's so ugly, you can't eat it or wear it, and if you wear it out, you'll probably be laughed at. What idiot would buy that?"

Ugly? You're the ugly one, your whole family is ugly!

Ye Wanxi's expression suddenly darkened, and she stared at the wall next door with a hostile look, as if she wanted to glare someone to death through it!

Feng Tianyu was amused by her puffed-up appearance and patted her hand reassuringly, telling her to focus on watching the auction below.

"The starting bid for this ring is 100 million, with no upper limit. Interested guests can place their bids now."

Ye Wanxi was taken aback for a moment, then pouted slightly with disdain and said, "Only one hundred million?"

Feng Tianyu: "???" You didn't say that when you were taking pictures of that ginseng!

Before Ye Wanxi could finish speaking, another suppressed gasp came from next door: "One hundred million? One hundred million for that piece of junk? This is robbery! I don't believe any idiot would be willing to spend one hundred million to buy such a broken ring!"

Ye Wanxi was so angry that she almost rushed next door to fight with that person. She took a deep breath, grasped Feng Tianyu's hand, and said seriously, "Believe me, the value of this ring is definitely no less than this amount."

"If you like it, that's all that matters; whether it has any value or not doesn't matter."

Ye Wanxi blinked, her face slightly flushed: "...You look just like a foolish emperor in a TV drama who's been bewitched by his favorite concubine."

"I am a tyrant, and you are a favored concubine?" Feng Tianyu stared at Ye Wanxi with a mocking expression. "If so, I wouldn't mind being a tyrant."

The bell inside the room rang, and a number appeared on the large screen outside.

"One hundred million. The guest in VIP room number 7 has bid one hundred million. Does anyone want to raise the bid?"

The host's words startled the other guests in the other private rooms, just like the guests in room number 8.

Most people were deterred by its "ugliness," and the few who were still hesitant were only interested in the rare meteorite material mentioned by the host.

When the servants heard that someone had made such a straightforward offer, everyone was somewhat surprised.

Upon closer inspection, this box number belonged to the guest who had recently bid the highest price of the entire auction.

"Damn, are there really idiots buying this?" The nouveau riche in the next room, number 8, once again made a shocking remark.

"..." You're doomed, you're doomed. From today onwards, you're just waiting to be unlucky!

Dare to call her and her senior brother stupid? Hmph, she holds a grudge!

In the other VIP room, Fan Shudie's face turned slightly pale when she heard VIP room 7 make another bid.

After missing out on that old ginseng, she threw a tantrum and smashed many things in the house.

The room was a complete mess. If it weren't for the auction house's rule that guests could not leave before the auction started, she would have left long ago.

Seeing the neighbor bid again, and still for that ugly ring made of a broken stone, Fan Shudie became even more certain that the guest in VIP room number 7 must be some rich, lazy playboy who was just wasting his time!

The thought that she had begged for so long to get 120 million from the old man to bid for the ginseng that was intended to be used to celebrate the birthday of the Qi family patriarch, while someone else could get what she dreamed of so easily without doing anything, made Fan Shudie grit her teeth in hatred.

In a fit of extreme anger, she did something that shocked the man beyond belief.

"One hundred and twenty million, the guest in box number 6 has bid one hundred and twenty million."

"Miss!" The man stared wide-eyed at Fan Shudie in disbelief, genuinely thinking she had gone mad.

He was the man sent by the old man to keep an eye on Fan Shudie, so he naturally knew the origin of the 120 million yuan and what the money was for.

It's one thing that the young lady couldn't use the money to bid on the old ginseng, but now she's so angry that she wants to bid on this ring instead.

Whether it was a momentary impulse or something else, the men felt that with her limited mindset and abilities, it was simply a pipe dream for her to want to gain a foothold in the Fan family.

The host had already repeated the bids several times, and it seemed like the final decision was about to be made, when suddenly the number 6 VIP box appeared.

Ye Wanxi wasn't stupid, and her expression turned somewhat unpleasant: "What's going on next door?"

"It doesn't matter." Feng Tianyu sneered. "It's just a poor man's struggle."

(End of this chapter)