"Next item to be auctioned—the Vanishing Buddha Mushroom, starting bid: 1500 taels of silver."
As soon as the Wuzong Buddha Tomatoes came on stage, there were many people who wanted to raise their prices.
The people who participated the most were those on the second floor, followed by those on the third floor, and then a few individual customers in the lobby on the first floor.
Soon, Wu Zong Fo Zhi was summoned to pay 2,000 taels of silver.
This was beyond the purchasing power of most buyers; no one was bidding higher in the lobby on the first floor, but buyers on the second and third floors were still bidding.
The price soared to 3,000 taels of silver.
The bidding finally slowed down; fewer people were bidding on the second floor, but the bidding on the third floor continued.
"3500 taels of silver!"
Upon hearing this price, the people downstairs erupted in uproar.
No one expected that two herbs would be so sought after in a row.
The "Vanishing Buddha Mushroom" is the rarest and most expensive of the three medicinal ingredients, but its price peaks at 3,000 taels of silver. Fewer and fewer people are willing to bid for it, as no one wants to be ripped off.
"3800 taels."
"3800 taels of silver, anyone want to raise the price?"
The auctioneer, raising his gavel, inquired, "3800 taels of silver once, 3800 taels of silver twice, 3800 taels of silver..."
A clear voice rang out just before the auction gavel fell, "4,000 taels."
Jia Xitong, who was perched on the table in her raccoon body looking outside, suddenly turned around and asked, "Host, what are you doing?"
Haven't the injuries all healed?
Shang Yanting picked up the tea in front of him, took a sip, and said in a calm voice, "Just wait and see the show."
Prices are going up again outside.
"4100 taels."
Shang Yanting made a swift and decisive move: "4200 taels."
"4300 taels."
Shang Yanting: "4400 taels."
Fewer and fewer people dared to join the bidding, until finally only Shang Yanting and an "unknown" buyer on the third floor remained.
Prices are still rising!
Breaking five thousand
Breaking 6,000
Breaking 7,000!
Breaking 8,000!
"Eight thousand nine hundred taels at a time..."
Nine thousand taels!
As people in the hall listened to the bidding from both sides, they began to gasp in surprise.
"I don't quite understand this world anymore."
"That's enough, that's enough. What's the point of practicing martial arts? I'm going home to grow herbs."
"Damn, this is the price of a Radiant Gold weapon."
...
It's still increasing!
"Nine thousand five hundred taels."
Shang Yanting called out the price again.
He's really wild, like someone who's been broke for days and is now indulging in revenge spending.
The opposing team was also very aggressive, adding another two hundred directly.
Nine thousand seven hundred taels!
"My God, my God!"
Some onlookers were already pinching his philtrum, exclaiming, "These people really don't value money!"
"It won't be higher, I hope they won't raise the price!"
The individual customers on the first floor even started placing bets, guessing who would be able to buy this elusive Buddha mushroom, what the final transaction price would be, and whether it would exceed ten thousand.
Even the organizers didn't expect that the entire auction would reach its climax here.
"Ten thousand eleven thousand taels!"
Shang Yanting immediately added 1,300 taels!
The audience below erupted in cheers.
"Holy crap, a near-gold-tier weapon!"
"The second floor has no sportsmanship! Increase the price by a thousand!"
"It's safe, it's safe. I don't believe the third floor would dare to raise the price again."
...
He dared not raise the price any further on the third floor, so he went to the fourth floor to find his boss.
Eleven thousand taels of silver, nearly four times the original price, is already acceptable.
"Add another thousand taels!"
Xie Qingxian said confidently, with an air of certainty.
Because he knew that Shang Yanting had 20,000 taels of silver.
The fact that he was willing to spend over ten thousand taels of silver to buy the "Vast Buddha's Ganoderma" even without having acquired any gentian root suggests that he had already prepared the gentian root. It's quite possible that this is the only ingredient he's missing!
Moreover, if Wuzong Fozhi were to sell today at four times its own price, his herbs would surely see a surge in price in the future!
If not now, when?
"Twelve thousand taels!"
Screams and whistles came from downstairs.
Even the auctioneer couldn't help but glance at the Wuzong Fozhi next to him a few more times. "Twelve thousand taels at a time."
The auctioneer started the timer.
Everyone's eyes turned to the second floor.
"Twelve thousand taels twice."
Xie Qingxian twirled two white jade beads in his right hand, a hint of nervousness in his expression, yet confidence shining through his eyes. This was his estimated low price for Shang Yanting's offering. If the auction succeeded, the price of the Future Traceless Buddha Mushroom would rise.
The twenty-odd plants he has in his possession could each fetch an astronomical price!
"Twelve thousand taels of silver..."
The auctioneer called out the last time very slowly, and his gavel lingered for a long time before falling.
Why haven't you made a bid yet?
The confidence in Xie Qingxian's eyes gradually disappeared, he sat up straight, and even his white marble hand could no longer turn.
"Stop what? Keep banging!"
"Don't knock! Is the price going up for the second floor? Hurry up and argue with him. I'm betting on you to win."
"Knock it down!"
The audience started to jeer, making the auctioneer on stage quite embarrassed.
Even so, he still managed to endure it for the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.
"Twelve thousand taels of silver for the third time. Congratulations to the distinguished guest on the third floor for winning this treasure."
As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted from downstairs.
"The third floor is awesome."
"The third floor is spacious."
"I've learned so much, I've really learned so much."
Everyone was somewhat excited about this, except for Xie Qingxian, whose face was as black as charcoal, and the white marble in his hand was cracked from being squeezed.
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