Shen Yizhi silently withdrew his gaze.

He raised the number plate again: "Ten thousand taels."

This price is somewhat shocking.

A black iron sword, even with the name of Master Wang, would cost at most three thousand taels. After all, no matter how sharp it was, it was just an ordinary weapon and could not be called a rare treasure.

But now the price has been raised to ten thousand taels.

Many people looked at Shen Yizi with strange eyes.

I'm afraid this is not just a stupid person with a lot of money.

It is obvious that Shen Yizi's character was created very successfully.

But there is one who is even more stupid.

"Ten thousand and one hundred taels."

It’s the same man from before.

When he was bidding, his tone was light and light, as if more than ten thousand taels were just a few cents to him.

The movement of playing with the jade ball in his hand was still neither hurried nor slow, calm and composed.

Everyone looked at Shen Yizi, wanting to see if she would continue to raise the price.

To these people, the drama of competing for an item is much more interesting than the bidding itself.

As they wished, Shen Yizhi called out the price: "Twenty thousand taels."

The man also added: "Twenty thousand and one hundred taels."

Each time he raised the price he only raised one hundred taels. This man was deliberately going against her.

The happiest person at the scene would be Zhou Caifeng on the stage. The first lot was used to test the waters. His original expected price was three thousand taels. He felt that it was a good start if he could reach this number.

Unexpectedly, the bid reached 20,000 taels in just a short while! The higher the price, the more favorable it would be for the organizer, that is, their Tianbao Pavilion.

Unfortunately, Shen Yizi didn't bid again.

Twenty thousand taels is already high enough.

If you scream again, you'll be in trouble.

After Zhou Caifeng confirmed it three times, he knocked down the hammer and said, "This black iron sword was won by guest number 18."

The second piece was the jade silk skirt that Shen Yizi had seen in a brochure before.

The skirt was presented directly by a maid with a graceful figure.

The maid had a veil on her face, revealing only a pair of bright eyes.

The skirt seemed to be cut from a pool of spring water. As she walked, it shone brightly and was stunning.

The women present were all mesmerized and watched intently.

Even Shen Yizhi is not immune to this.

This skirt is so beautiful and has so many wonderful additional functions. I would be sorry not to buy it.

Han Baoqin at the next table even grabbed Zhao Mengyu's sleeve and said, "Brother Mengyu, that skirt is so beautiful."

"If you like it, I'll buy it for you!"

"Really? But that skirt is so expensive, Brother Meng Yu should not spend money on me."

Although he said this, his eyes were fixed on the model and his love for her was evident.

In just a short while, the price of the skirt had jumped to fifty thousand taels.

How could a man back down just because of a small amount of money in front of the woman he loves?

Zhao Mengyu said decisively: "As long as you like it, no matter how expensive it is, it doesn't matter."

He immediately raised the sign and called out the price: "Sixty thousand taels!"

However, he regretted it as soon as he said it. This was 60,000 taels. Although his father gave him a large sum of disposable funds today, it was all used to bid for the final item - the three pills.

This time, sixty thousand taels were spent. What if there was not enough for the elixir auction? However, Zhao Mengyu's vanity was greatly satisfied by Han Baoqin's admiring and amazed eyes. He instantly felt that as long as Baoqin was happy, it was worth spending such a small amount of money! The only person present who was not interested in the skirt was Han Baoluo.

It wasn't because she felt she was too fat to wear it and she was not interested, but because she was the one who took out the skirt.

This was the dowry left to her by her biological mother, Cui, who hoped that her daughter would be able to wear it beautifully when she grew up.

After Cui's death, Han Baoqin's mother Luo controlled the backyard of the Han Mansion. How could she treat Han Baoluo, the daughter of her predecessor, sincerely? Not only did she flatter Han's father openly and covertly, she also tried every means to take the large amount of dowry left by Cui for herself.

Han Baoluo inherited this dress from her mother without telling anyone, which is why she was able to keep it. Otherwise, it would have been taken away by Luo and Han Baoqin, mother and daughter.

She was very sad and reluctant to put the skirt up for auction, but she didn't have much money.

In order to have the funds to bid for the Pingyang flower, and to lose weight and become beautiful, she had to gamble everything! However, watching Zhao Mengyu spend a fortune on Han Baoqin, she felt both happy and uncomfortable.

The good news is that his generous move actually increased her bidding power.

What was painful was that she was his fiancée, but he never looked at her from beginning to end, and never asked her if she liked the beautiful dress. Instead, he was focused on pleasing Han Baoqin! She clenched her fingers tightly and told herself that it didn't matter. After she won the bid for the Pingyang flower and ate it, she would become thinner and more beautiful!

Then his eyes would surely fall on her again.

Relying on this belief, Han Baoluo managed to hold on.

When I came to my senses, the price of the jade silk skirt had reached 90,000 taels.

I have to say that for the sake of beauty, women don’t care how much money they spend.

Shen Yizi was secretly shocked. Never mind. She would just sit here and watch.

If I had that money, I would rather save it to buy more toys for Qingbao.

Finally, the jade silk skirt was bought by a wealthy businessman at a high price of 120,000 taels.

This price gave Han Baoluo a lot of comfort.

One hundred and twenty thousand taels. She had never seen so much money before, and now, the money was hers.

With this money, I should be able to take pictures of Pingyang flowers smoothly later, right?

The third lot is a soft jade whip.

The transaction price was 200,000 taels.

The fourth item, the fifth item...one item after another was presented.

The auction process moved quickly.

Shen Yizi had seen some of the items before in the auction catalog, but some he had not, and perhaps they were sent for auction later.

When the seventh lot was delivered, Shen Yizi was shocked. The Pingyang flower she had been waiting for for a long time had finally arrived!

"This is a rare flower from the country of Moro in the Western Regions. Eating it can improve your complexion, reduce weight, and give you a natural body fragrance. The starting price is three thousand taels."

As he said this, Zhou Caifeng glanced at Han Baoluo.

As the shopkeeper of Tianbao Pavilion and the person in charge of this auction, he knows all the items for auction and the people who submitted them.

I had already guessed that Han Baoluo came here just for Pingyanghua.

Beauty care, natural body fragrance and the like are extremely attractive to women.