Chapter 91 Oops, I didn’t mean it
It's really strange.
When the guqin appeared, the atmosphere on the scene reached a climax.
The guqin is completely black, but just by being lifted up and placed in the center, one can feel an inexplicably strong aura.
Song Rouxi's eyes lit up. Here it comes. This is the purpose of her coming here today.
The woman announced, "I don't need to say much about this guqin. You can decide the price for yourself. The starting price is one thousand taels."
Although she was mentally prepared when she came here, knowing that this piano was not cheap, Song Rouxi still took a deep breath.
The price is too high.
But for the position of Crown Princess, what does all this matter?
"One thousand two hundred taels!"
A woman said in a delicate voice, "One thousand five hundred taels."
The two looked at each other, and the woman who had initially bid the price snorted coldly, "Sister Yun is here too, but this zither is like a pearl covered in dust in your hands. I've been a zither expert since childhood, and now it's in my hands, it's a perfect match."
The two of them argued tit for tat, and the price was instantly raised.
Song Rouxi was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
These two people are sincerely against me!
She only had seven thousand taels in her hand, and if the silver was not enough... She glanced at Zhong Ziwen beside her imperceptibly, revealing a look of grievance.
"Rouxi, what's wrong?" He glanced at the piano on the stage, "Could it be that you like this piano too?"
Song Rouxi nodded, "Brother Zhong, I really like this zither. But the price...is too expensive."
Zhong Ziwen also brought some silver with him when he went out today. When he heard the current price, he was still calm.
"It's okay. I don't have much silver on me, but it should be enough."
Song Rouxi nodded happily. The Zhong family had money, so maybe she could save the seven thousand taels and keep it for herself.
"Three thousand five hundred taels."
She waved her hand and boldly bid, "Four thousand five hundred taels."
The price was instantly raised by one thousand taels. The two women who had just bid the price looked over and glared at Song Rouxi.
She smiled smugly and pretended not to see.
"Five thousand taels!"
The woman beside him frowned and said in an unwilling tone, "Sister Yun is so generous, five thousand five hundred taels!"
"You're not bad either."
Song Rouxi: "Six thousand five hundred taels!"
"You!" The woman called Sister Yun was so angry that her eyebrows raised, and her eyes were full of flames as she looked at Song Rouxi.
Does this person understand the rules? Five hundred taels plus one time, why is she shouting double?
"Don't shout if you don't have money. I'll take this piano." Song Rouxi said with a smile, feeling confident.
This made the two women in front very angry.
"Seven thousand!"
"Seven thousand five!"
Song Rouxi raised her hand, "Eight thousand five!"
The two men glared at each other and glanced at the guqin on the stage with reluctance.
Even for their wealthy family, this price was far beyond their expectations. They figured they wouldn't be able to get the zither today.
The two people who were originally at loggerheads now held a grudge against Song Rouxi.
"Eight thousand five hundred taels. Anyone else want to raise the price?"
The old man on the stage shouted, and when no one spoke, he made the final decision, "Eight thousand five hundred taels, deal!"
Song Rouxi said happily to Zhong Ziwen: "Thank you, Brother Zhong."
Zhong Ziwen's eyes were gentle, "Follow me, you're welcome."
The two of them looked so affectionate that Miss Lian clenched her hands under the table, feeling extremely jealous.
Among the last few items were kettle beans.
Fortunately, although this medicinal herb is rare, its use is limited. There was a person bidding together with Song Ci. When the price reached six thousand taels, the other party continued to bid, and the price was instantly raised to eight thousand taels.
Song Rouxi blinked. Eight thousand taels, where did Song Ci get the money?
"Third sister, this auction house is no joke. Stop bidding so recklessly. I think the gentleman in front might need it more. Just listen to me and let it go to someone else."
Song Rouxi came over again, pretending to be genuinely concerned about Song Ci.
Song Ci glanced at her with disgust, which made Song Rouxi so angry that she almost jumped up.
"How did Big Sister know that I didn't need this herb?"
"What can you do with the herbs? You have just started learning medicine, so don't waste them." Song Rouxi said righteously.
The person in front frowned when he heard this, "Are you studying medicine too?"
From a distance, Song Ci could smell the faint aroma of medicine coming from the other person and nodded, "Yes. I think you also know the wonderful use of this pot of beans. I need to mix a dose of medicine, and I'm missing this ingredient."
Noticing Song Ci's respect, the other party smiled slightly, "Have you figured out my identity?"
"There's a faint medicinal aroma about you, sir. If you hadn't been around medicinal herbs all year round, you wouldn't have been scented with it. I guess you must be an imperial physician in the palace."
These medicinal incense are all aged medicinal materials, which are rare and precious. The place where there are so many good medicinal materials is none other than the imperial palace and Song Dynasty porcelain.
The man showed admiration on his face, "Young lady, you have a sharp eye. I am indeed the imperial physician in the palace, my last name is Chao."
"Greetings to the Imperial Physician." Song Ci bowed.
Seeing that the other party was well-balanced in his actions, he felt a liking for the imperial physician and casually asked, "Where did you learn from, young lady?"
"My master's name is the Ghost Doctor."
"It's the Ghost Doctor..." He stood up subconsciously towards the Imperial Physician. But he quickly sat down again. "Since you are the Ghost Doctor's apprentice, you will definitely not waste this rare pot of beans. I won't argue with you, you can take it."
The other party was polite, and Song Ci was also respectful and courteous, which made Song Rouxi look like a clown.
Her face turned pale and red, secretly hating the Ghost Doctor for having no vision to choose someone like Song Ci as his apprentice. If he had accepted her...
This glory belongs to her!
Song Ci ignored Song Rouxi's resentful look, walked forward to pay the silver, and took the pot of beans.
Song Rouxi secretly came up with a plan and immediately extended her foot without making any sound.
She wanted to let Song Ci know that she could never defeat her!
So what if she got the pot of beans, so what if she was looked up to by others, she will fall flat on her face later, let's see if she can still keep acting so high and mighty!
She was feeling proud, watching Song Ci walking towards her step by step, with a hint of excitement in her eyes.
“Ahhhh! It hurts, it hurts!”
Song Ci looked back innocently, lowered her eyes and glanced at me with a surprised tone, "Oh, I stepped on you. I didn't mean to... But why did you stretch your legs into the aisle? You almost tripped me."
Song Rouxi didn't care about the pain in her feet. She stood up angrily and pointed at Song Ci, "Song Ci, you bitch, you did it on purpose! You clearly saw it, and you stepped on me on purpose, right?"
Zhong Ziwen felt sorry for her injured foot and stepped forward to support her, "Rouxi, be careful, I'll help you sit down."
"Brother Zhong, my feet hurt!"
Zhong Ziwen patiently comforted her, then turned back and looked at Song Ci coldly, "Miss Song San, shouldn't you do something?"
After carefully placing the beans in the pot, Song Ci turned around and asked, "What are you doing?"
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