Chapter 1011 Heart-Transmitting Pot



"We don't seem to know each other." He looked at Xiang Minghou coldly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know me. It's not too late to get to know me now. My last name is Feng, and I live in Yunling." Old Feng looked at Ye Qianning with a smile: "Little girl, are the ice crystals you mentioned the ones that will be auctioned today?"

"Um."

Ye Qianning nodded.

"That's good, that's good." Mr. Feng looked determined to win.

"Ice crystal? There is such a good thing." Helian Chen became interested.

"Why are you interested?" Ye Qianning asked.

"Yes, I took a quick look at it last time when it was in the hands of the Fifth Princess, and I thought it was amazing."

"Then the little prince must prepare the money."

"It's a must." Helian Chen was very excited.

Old Feng frowned and glanced at Helian Chen several times.

When Sang Yin heard the word Bingpian, her face didn't look very good.

"What's wrong with Sister Yin?" Ye Qianning noticed that something was wrong with her.

"Qian Ning, the ice flakes you left with me last time are now with Lin Hui. I will get them back to you tomorrow." Sang Yin forgot about this as soon as she entered the museum.

When I heard this mentioned, I thought of the camphor.

"good."

Ye Qianning agreed with a smile.

She knew that Lin Hui spent money to put the camphor into the auction. Yesterday, her father said that Lin Hui owed tens of thousands of taels of bills. In just one night, she had caused so much trouble.

IOUs were written one after another, totaling over 100,000 yuan.

She wanted to use the money from the auction of camphor to pay off her bills, but that was such a good thing.

Lin Hui sat in the seat. She was the only one in the huge seat and looked out of place. The two seats next to her were empty, and she was dressed very flashily.

She stood out so much sitting there that it was hard not to notice her.

Everyone upstairs was speculating about her identity. They wondered which family she belonged to, as she could sit there alone.

Many people secretly sent people out again.

"The first item is the gold-threaded soft armor, with a starting bid of one hundred taels."

The auctioneer announced the first lot.

The golden soft armor is invulnerable to swords and spears, as thick as a piece of clothing, and looks extremely light. For many powerful people, it is definitely a treasure.

"Two hundred taels."

"Five hundred taels."

“…”

"One thousand taels."

Prices are rising rapidly.

"Two thousand taels." Xiang Minghou said.

Ye Qianning was stunned: "Dad, what do you want the gold silk soft armor for?"

"For you to wear." Xiang Minghou said.

"It's so ugly, I don't want it."

"I'm not asking you to wear it every day, it's safer when you go out." After Xiang Minghou finished speaking, he heard someone raise the price and turned around and shouted, "Ten thousand taels."

“…”

Ye Qianning did not stop him. How could she refuse her father's kindness?

"Thirty thousand taels, it's settled." The steward rang the bell.

Xiang Minghou bought the first item of the day, gold-thread soft armor, for 30,000 taels.

"The second auction item is the Heart Transmission Pot."

The person in charge lifted the red cloth, and a completely white pot appeared in front of everyone.

Many people upstairs saw the pot and their eyes lit up, and their bids became louder and louder.

Ye Qianning knew about the Heart-Transmitting Pot. This kind of craftsmanship was very impressive. It looked like a pot, but in fact there was another pot inside the pot body. The patterns on the pot body were exquisite and the lines were peculiar.

The preciousness of the Heart-Transmitting Pot is comparable to that of the Battle of Red Cliff. The nobles and families of the four countries were unwilling to give up their possession of the pot.

"One hundred thousand taels."

"One hundred and one hundred thousand taels..."

"One hundred and twenty thousand taels."

The bidding continued without a pause, and the price continued to rise.

"I didn't expect there to be so many treasures in an auction. No wonder people from all four countries rush to Bermuda to look for them every time the auction opens." Mr. Feng exclaimed.

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