Chapter 11: Life Instrument
Jingjiang Auction House.
The decoration style combines European and American styles with Chinese styles, exuding luxury and nobility everywhere. Even the floor is made of sandalwood, and you can smell a subtle fragrance as soon as you enter the door.
The Bai family received an access card to the third floor, and the waiter respectfully led them to one of the private rooms.
There were curtains hanging on the glass windows. Since we arrived late, the auction downstairs had already finished its warm-up phase.
The Fuxin flower is the finale of the auction and will take at least another hour or two.
Only Bai Xiumian and Du Yunjun came from the Bai family. Their only son also wanted to come, but the cram school did not allow him to take leave.
Yu Qing didn't wear a mask today. Bai Xiumian looked at her a few more times, but there was no other meaning. It was just a businessman's habit.
Some people's appearance needs to be remembered.
Yu Qing sat on the sofa. The heater was on in the private room. She placed her white velvet coat beside her. She wore a low-necked sweater underneath, and her slender legs were wrapped in light blue jeans.
Du Yunjun poured her a cup of hot water and said, "It's still early, you can look at other things first. Maybe there's something you like. I can take a picture for you."
She took it calmly, thanked him, and then shook her head: "No need."
She wasn't interested in those things, so she hooked her fingers around the curtain and pulled it open.
Bai Xiumian squeezed in some time to come here, with a computer on his lap and Bluetooth headphones on, occasionally saying a few words as he was having a video conference with someone.
The task of taking care of Yu Qing was given to Du Yunjun.
In the lobby downstairs, a machine voice on the blue screen introduced the items for auction.
Afraid that Yu Qing and the others would be bored, Du Yunjun found a topic to talk about some new news.
The Fuxin flower is a rare plant with no leaves or fruits, only flowers. It grows in the desert and needs to be preserved using special methods after being picked.
Its shelf life will not exceed one week before it withers and dies.
So far, only ten Fuxin flowers have been found. The owner of Jingjiang Auction House stumbled upon one, and since then, word has spread that it has fetched an exorbitant price.
Du Yunjun's voice was slightly excited: "I think this Fuxin flower is exactly what we want."
So precious.
Yu Qing didn't say anything. She held the teacup tightly and looked downstairs thoughtfully.
Du Yunjun didn't know why, but she felt a faint sadness and indescribable sorrow from her. She looked downstairs.
There is a very ordinary brush on the screen, giving people a gray feeling.
The kind you can find everywhere in street stalls and two-yuan stores.
But this is Jingjiang Auction House.
"This should be an antique." Du Yunjun pressed the button and took a picture of the item.
The starting price for the third floor is set at five million per click, so no one would rush to buy such an ordinary brush.
Many people also laughed at the big innocent person.
Although I guess it is an old item, it is not worth the price after all.
Jingjiang Auction House is very efficient. As soon as I swiped my card, someone brought the brush over.
Du Yunjun took the rectangular mahogany box, placed it on the table, and said in a gentle voice: "Doctor Yun, this is for you."
When Yu Qing went to pick her up in the morning, she said that I could just call her Doctor Yun.
Yu Qing, who had been thinking about something, finally looked up, with a dazed look on his face.
After a long while, he said coldly: "Thank you, but...it will be deducted from the consultation fee."
Yu Qing saw that Du Yunjun only bid once and didn't think too much about it. His dark pupils were as calm as ever, but with a hint of determination.
Du Yunjun pondered for a moment and did not refuse: "Okay."
Du Yunjun didn't say anything else for the rest of the time.
She was a perceptive person and could tell that Yu Qing was in a bad mood, but she didn't know the reason.
I glanced at the mahogany box on the table, maybe it was related to this thing.
After several items were auctioned one after another.
The last item to be auctioned was on display. A wooden box was displayed on the screen, with the introduction and starting price of the Fuxin Flower written on the right side of the screen.
The starting price for 'Fuxinhua' is 500,000 yuan per plant.
The people on the first and second floors knew they couldn't win against the third floor and had already given up. The noisy discussions died down and everyone in the venue fell silent tacitly.
Quietly waiting for the bloody scramble by the big guys on the third floor.
Scarcity makes things valuable. In fact, most people don’t understand the true function of the Fuxin flower.
Bai Xiu Mian closed his computer, took off his Bluetooth headset and walked over. "What's going on?"
Du Yunjun turned around to look at him, his expression not very good, "The bid has reached 10 million."
The starting price was only 500,000, and 10 million was completely beyond her budget.
Moreover, there is no photo of the Fuxin flower. Just looking at the wooden box, it is not yet certain whether what is inside is what Yu Qing wants.
"Well," Bai Xiu Mian said calmly, looking at the jumping numbers downstairs, "continue. We can't miss any opportunities."
Du Yunjun looked at him and nodded slightly.
She has been married into the Bai family for almost twenty years. The old lady treats her very well and personally handed her the power to manage the family. Naturally, she is willing to exchange her sincerity for sincerity.
Yu Qing picked up the teacup and took a sip. She felt relieved to let the Bai family handle the auction. She looked at the mahogany box on the table.
The brush inside is actually not ordinary at all, it has its own name.
'Jianggu brush'.
It is her natal magic weapon.
She couldn't figure out how Jiang Gu, who had always been by her side in the dungeon, could appear here...
Judging from Jiang Gu's condition, he has returned to his original appearance.
Because she entered someone else's body, her abilities were sealed, and Jianggu experienced something that turned her back to her original form.
Yu Qing didn't think about it for too long. The auction of Fuxin Flower had ended, so she temporarily stopped thinking.
As expected, the Bai family won the bid for the Fuxin Flower, and the final transaction price was 30 million.
After the waiter brought the wooden box over, Yu Qing opened it and took a look, confirming that it was the one he had seen in the dungeon. "Mr. Bai, Ms. Du, this is it."
Bai Xiumian and Du Yunjun looked at each other, both very excited.
"Doctor Yun, I'm leaving the matter of the special medicine to you!"
"Of course." Yu Qing nodded lightly.
The agreed time was tomorrow. After saying goodbye, Yu Qing returned to the hotel alone.
The Futeng Hotel has a total of ninety-eight floors. Yu Qing lives in the presidential suite on the top floor, which is no different from a two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment.
At this moment, she was sitting on the sofa in the living room. She opened the lock of the wooden box with her slender fingertips. A gray brush lay quietly inside, and her eyes gradually turned cold.
"Jianggu..."
The girl called softly, and the brush seemed to take off into the air as if it had life, floating in mid-air, with the top of the brush facing upwards, the tip of the brush facing downwards, and the barrel of the brush smooth.
The brush made of bone waits for its owner to hold it again.
To be honest, Yu Qing didn't really want to touch it, because that would mean her seal would be lifted.
She doesn't want to see any monsters or ghosts, and it's nice to be an ordinary person.
"go back."
There was another sound, and the pen tube shook. Jianggu circled around her with grievance, and stopped in front of her again.
“3, 2…”
“Pah—”
The crimson bone brush returned to where it belonged, and the wooden box locked automatically.
Looking down from the ninety-eighth floor, you can see all the other mountains as small.
Neon lights are flashing and various advertising signs are lit up at 9:10 pm.
Yu Qing placed one hand on the windowsill, supporting his chin with his slender hand bones, looking down at the entire city, his heart as calm as water.
(End of this chapter)
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