Chapter 223: photographed

  Chapter 223 Photographed

   "Two hundred and one thousand low-grade spirit stones."

  Mo's frivolous quotation made everyone stunned for a moment. This man had always looked rich and powerful before, why did he suddenly restrain himself?

  Is it because you don’t have enough money? Still feel that this ambergris is a premium, not worth it?

  Yiaoyou also hesitated before quoting: "VIP No. 108 bid 211,000, is there a higher price?"

  Lin Yang was a little happy to hear that, maybe it was because he didn't have enough money?

   hurriedly shouted: "220,000!"

   If you really don’t have enough money, you can add 10,000 to 10,000 to overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum and force the opponent to choose to give up in advance.

   "VIP No. 857 bids 220,000 yuan!"

  A new benefactor appeared, and his curling voice was much more real than when he reported Mo's frivolous offer.

  Mo frivolously in the private room smiled coldly: "Twenty-two thousand and one thousand."

  Lin Yang was not surprised. Since the other party wanted to fight again, he would give him a hard time.

   "Two hundred and fifty thousand!"

  His offer frightened many guests who wanted to try again, and they all swallowed the offer on their lips.

  The VIP No. 857 in the hall in front of you might be an upstart.

   250,000 low-grade spirit stones and a plant of asparagus, already a 25% premium, many people can no longer accept it.

   "250,000 low-grade spirit stones! VIP No. 857 bid 250,000 low-grade spirit stones!" The excited voice could not conceal the excitement.

   And Mo frivolously smiled even more, wanting to raise the price suddenly to scare me away? Do you really think I have no money?

  Lin Yang, when this young master was spending money like water in the Tiannan City auction, you were still being bullied by your family! play with me? These are all leftovers from my playing!

  I disgust you to death!

   "Quotation, two hundred and fifty-one thousand."

  Hearing Mo's frivolous offer again, everyone looked a little weird.

   Isn’t this a disgusting person?

  If it is said that before, everyone thought that VIP No. 108 might have lowered the bid increase because of insufficient funds.

  But now VIP No. 857 has raised the price by 30,000, which means to dissuade you, you still add 1,000, you are not purely disgusting!

  Lin Yang is not a fool, he immediately understood that this VIP No. 108 is not out of money, but just wants to disgust himself.

   "Teacher, what should we do? Shall we still bid?" Lin Yang couldn't help asking in his heart.

  His entire net worth is only in the early 300,000, and he felt that even if he called 300,000, the other party might answer him with a sentence of 301,000.

  The medicine sage was a little puzzled, the other party was deliberately disgusting Lin Yang, but Lin Yang was in the Blue Flame Empire, did he have any enemies?

   During this period of time, Lin Yang went deep and kept himself simple. He not only established a considerable network of relationships through his identity as a pharmacist, but also sold a lot of them.

   It stands to reason that there should be no match.

  Then there are only two possibilities, or the person from Tianxuan recognized Lin Yang.

   However, the probability of this is very small.

   Either the one in number 108 is a dude, rich and powerful, and he just plays with disgusting people.

   After pondering for a moment, the medicine sage said, "Keep shouting, even if you can't make it, you have to make that kid pay more!"

   "It's really not possible, and we can only resort to extreme measures."

  Lin Yang nodded, and looked coldly at the private room upstairs where No. 108 is located. If this is the case, then no one can blame me!

  Making an angry look on purpose, Lin Yang said loudly: "Three hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

   Mo Qingkuang stood beside the magic mirror when he knew that No. 857 was Lin Yang, and fixed his eyes on where Lin Yang was.

  At this moment, Lin Yang is casting his cold gaze over him. Although his appearance has been disguised to a certain extent, Mo Qingkuang is sure that it is Lin Yang.

  Through the magic mirror, Mo frivolously looked at those Sen Leng eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became more cruel: "Three hundred thousand and one thousand."

  Lin Yang, are you trying to force me to spend more money on purpose? Well, I'll do as you want! As long as you can't get it, I'll spend a million worth it!

  Hearing Lin Yang and Mo Qingkuang's quotations one after another, everyone understood that the two were really on the hook. Maybe this ambergris will fetch a sky-high price at auction today!

   But when they were waiting to watch the fun, Lin Yang snorted abruptly: "Made! People are stupid and rich, I don't want it anymore!"

  Lin Yang's sudden resignation caught everyone by surprise. They didn't expect that the No. 857 VIP could bear this breath and rein in the precipice.

   It seems that there is still a little sense. A ambergris with a market price of only 200,000 is suddenly called 300,000, which is already a very outrageous price.

   "VIP No. 108 offered 301,000, do you have a higher offer?"

   "Three thousand and one thousand times!"

   "Three thousand and one thousand two times!"

"any left?"

   "Three hundred and one thousand three times! Deal! Let's congratulate VIP No. 108!"

   Seeing Lin Yang give up, Niaoyou was a little disappointed, but she was more satisfied. The price of 300,000 yuan has far exceeded her expectations.

  Finally, the ambergris fell into the hands of Mo Qingkuang, and the staff of the auction house took the ambergris away from the backstage and sent it to Mo Qingkuang's private room to complete the transaction.

  Yiaoyou gestured for another item to be put up and down, a treasure-level broadsword.

   Neither Mo Qingkuang nor Lin Yang had much interest in it, so they let others compete for power.

   On the contrary, the people from the auction house acted very quickly, but after a while, someone knocked on the door of Mo frivolous private room.

  A middle-aged man dressed more formally came to Mo's frivolous private room with two subordinates holding a transparent container of ambergris.

   "Hi sir, I am Huo Qun, the manager of Chiyan Auction House. This is the ambergris you bought, worth 301,000 low-grade spirit stones." The middle-aged man said frivolously to Mo with a smile on his face.

   This transaction with a large premium made the auction house a lot of money.

  There are generally two modes of profit for auction houses. One of them is that sellers consign their items in the auction house, and the auction house draws a commission of 5% to 8% from the final transaction price.

  The other is to quote directly from the seller. If the price is appraised by the auction house, the item will be bought and auctioned by itself. After the transaction, all proceeds will go to the auction house.

  And this Ambergris belongs to the latter.

  The auction house bought it at a price of 10,000 higher than the market price for low-grade spirit stones, and now it sold 300,010, making a net profit of 91,000.

  Huo Qun looked at Mo with frivolous eyes, like looking at a cash cow.

  Mo frivolously took out 310,000 low-grade spirit stones from the Sumeru Ring, and piled them up into a small mountain in the private room: "Here is 310,000. If you have any extra, you should go for a trip."

   "Oh, thank you for your generosity!" Huo Qun's face blossomed with a smile, and he twirled his fingers quickly, easily separating a thousand from the Lingshi hill.

   Mo frivolously glanced at it, a little surprised, no more, no less, a total of one thousand! This Huo Qun is interesting.

  Then lightly put the ambergris into his Sumeru ring.

  He is not a pharmacist, and he doesn't have any research on medicines. He took pictures of Asparagus just to prevent Lin Yang from getting them.

  (end of this chapter)