Chapter 274: Ridicule
Chapter 274 mocking magic
Ma Jing's words are detrimental enough. Didn't you feel uncomfortable seeing our young master sitting in front of you? You can sit in the number one position.
The few people in the sixth position were blocked and couldn't say a word. The monk headed by him had a pale face. Although Song Mingyuan was not a monk in the Sunset Valley, speaking of strength, he dared to say that he surpassed any major force in the Sunset Valley. The kid is humiliated.
Song Mingyuan stared at Yang Teng for a long time, and then left a harsh word, "Take care of your subordinates, sometimes misfortune comes out of your mouth!"
Yang Teng sneered, "I'm afraid this sentence is the most suitable for you. Don't bring you unnecessary trouble because of a few unsatisfied subordinates!"
Threat? Yang Teng has never been afraid of any threats.
After all, it was an auction meeting, and it was impossible for the two groups to fight any grievances.
The monks who participated in the auction meeting showed up one after another.
The much-anticipated highlight begins.
Wu Yitian took the stage with a smile to give a speech. It was nothing more than to thank all the strong for coming to Sunset Valley. I hope you all have fun, and then announce the start of the auction meeting.
Originally, according to Wu Yitian's vision, Fairy Hongyun was invited to act as the auctioneer of the auction meeting.
Anyway, this does not require any special skills. As long as it can arouse the atmosphere of the scene and strive for a high price for every treasure, the auction will be considered a complete success.
After soliciting Yang Teng's opinion, Yang Teng did not object, but Fairy Hongyun did not want to show the limelight and had to give up this matter.
Wu Yitian thought very well. Fairy Hongyun took turns to preside over the auction. I believe that the powerful people in the audience will definitely buy it.
It would be great if Yang Teng hadn't come to Sunset Valley. The Sunset Pavilion at that time was not as powerful as it is now. Inviting Fairy Hongyun to preside over the auction would surely be successful.
The auctioneer came on stage, and Yang Teng was amused for a while. Even if he couldn't find a beautiful woman to preside over the auction, he wouldn't find a bad old man to take on the important task of auctioneer.
The task of the auctioneer is not only to introduce the attribute level of the auction item, but also to try to bid the auction item at a high price.
The auctioneer clasped his fists at the stage, "Guests, this is the first time I have shown my face in front of so many powerful people. If I am not thoughtful, I would like to invite Haihan. Here is the first auction item."
Two strong men came out from behind carrying a wooden box, placed the wooden box on the table in front of the auctioneer, uncovered the red silk on it, and took out a sword from the inside.
"Everyone, this is the first auction item today. It is called Feihong Sword. It is of medium level. The starting price is ten bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill, and the price increase is not less than one bottle of Spirit Gathering Pill. You can bid. "The auctioneer's words were succinct enough. He didn't even introduce the uniqueness of Feihongjian, so he started bidding.
A medium-level sword at the prefecture level is definitely a rare treasure in the area of the Sunset Valley. I am afraid that you will not be able to find too many swords of this level if you search for the major forces and strong people in the Sunset Valley.
"Huh, a small place is a small place. I am embarrassed to take out an intermediate-level sword for auction." A dismissive voice came from the sixth position.
Yang Teng was speechless. In any auction, it is impossible to put the best things at the top. The first auction item is definitely not of high value, so that it can be easily auctioned out, to win a good start, and to ask for good luck.
Yang Teng estimated that even if no one raised the price at the scene, Wu Yitian would definitely arrange for someone to wait there. In case of a cold spot, someone would immediately shout the price.
"I'll add a bottle!" Someone shouted immediately.
The auctioneer was overjoyed and shouted: "Guest number 36, eleven bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill!"
Eleven bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill purchased this Feihong Sword. Obviously, he made a profit. A medium-sized sword at the prefecture level would cost more than 20 bottles if placed in Sunset Valley, otherwise he would not be able to get it.
Yang Teng had no interest in Feihong Sword. The people around him basically didn't use swords, so everyone didn't say anything.
"Twelve bottles!"
"I'll add another bottle!"
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The price gradually rose, and the auctioneer’s face was full of joy. He was a bit nervous just now, but now it was diluted by the fiery atmosphere on the spot. The auctioneer kept making quotations. In a blink of an eye, Feihongjian reached the price of twenty bottles of Gathering Pill.
This is close to the normal price, and the cultivators below are not as crazy as they were just now, and the rate of price increase immediately slowed down.
After all, this is the first treasure, the good things are still behind, it doesn't matter if you miss this Feihong Sword.
After several setbacks, the final price of Feihong Sword was set at the price of twenty-three bottles of Gathering Pill.
Wu Yitian saw it really from behind the stage. It was not taken by the person he arranged. The first treasure was successfully sold, which gave a good start to the next auction.
There was cynicism on the 6th, "Seeing that, a middle-level sword can be sold for the price of 23 bottles of Gathering Pill. If I knew this, I would bring some of the scrap copper and rotten iron at home. You can also exchange several hundred bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill back."
Yang Teng has seen it through. The people on the 6th side have no other problems, except that there is something wrong with their heads.
People invited you to give you face, not to let you talk cold words, let alone show your superiority.
What's more, what can be achieved in a small place like Sunset Valley.
The second auction item was lifted up. The huge size is a bit surprising. The four strong men each carried a corner, and the red silk covered the stuff under it was as big as five or six adults combined.
The red silk was uncovered, and it turned out to be a scarlet stone.
"What kind of thing is this? Is a broken stone also put up for auction at auction? I knew that. When we came, we would get a few more rocks on the road. What kind of red and yellow colors? Things can also be exchanged for Spirit Gathering Pills." On the sixth side, they performed a mocking magic.
From the moment the red silk was uncovered, Yang Teng stared at the red stone.
The auctioneer said loudly, "Everyone, the second auction item is a flaming stone. It is said that this stone was produced outside the Tianwu Continent. Some people say it is the Flame Continent of the Void of Heaven, and some say it is the Void of Heaven. In addition, this kind of thing is found in more distant continents. No one knows what exactly is contained in the flame stone."
The auctioneer's words made the bidders below couldn't help but think about it. No one can guarantee that there is something in it. It may contain a rare treasure, or it may be just a red stone.
"The starting price of the Flame Stone is ten bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill, and each time the price increase is not less than one bottle of Spirit Gathering Pill, it is now available for bidding."
After the auctioneer finished speaking, he looked down expectantly.
No one was holding a sign. There were more than 130 number plates at the auction, and no one shouted prices.
"Let me just say, how could a broken stone be worth ten bottles of Gathering Pills? The people in Sunset Valley can really do business. Isn't this a scam of money?" The voice on No. 6 is loud, afraid that others will not hear it. , Raised the voice on purpose.
Yang Teng frowned and glanced at No.6, then told Ma Jing, "Hold up the sign and add five bottles of Gathering Pill."
Ma Jing was stunned, "Master, no one is optimistic about this stone. Maybe it is a red stone. After opening it, it will lose money if it is worthless."
"Are we missing the Spirit Gathering Pill?" Yang Teng asked.
Ma Jing shook his head and quickly raised the sign in front of him, "Add five bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill."
In the eyes of the young master, there is probably no difference between a dozen bottles of high-grade spirit gathering pills and a broken stone.
As long as the young master is happy, what is the Spirit Gathering Pill.
"Oh, there are really buns who don't know how to count. They treat broken stones as treasures." There was a burst of laughter from the sixth side. They were so knowledgeable, how could they think such a broken stone was a treasure.
"Fifteen bottles of Gathering Pills, customer number five bid fifteen bottles of Gathering Pills!" The auctioneer wiped a cold sweat, and said that this job is not easy to do. As soon as one of the treasures was photographed, the second one fell out of favor. .
When he saw the number five card clearly, he was secretly happy. It turned out that it was Shao Yang, and it must be the patron's request.
With Yang Shao taking care of, the auction will definitely not be too bad.
The auctioneer shouted the price. He thought that Yang Teng's price would arouse everyone's emotions. How could this flaming stone sell more than 20 bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill.
What he didn't expect was that no one followed the offer except Ma Jing shouted to add five bottles.
He was at a loss as an auctioneer for the first time. He didn't know how to face this situation. He completely forgot that he should raise the price three times. When no one continued to increase the price, he declared that this flaming stone belongs to Yang Teng.
The auctioneer looked down blankly.
There was another ridicule on the 6th, "I see it, this is their trick. They arranged for people to bid in advance in order to obtain more spirit-gathering pills. You must know that everyone is not a fool and will not be fooled. "
This time, the words of guest No. 6 drew a lot of approval, even some local powerhouses in Sunset Valley thought so.
Wu Yitian affirmed in advance what benefits he had promised Yang Teng and asked him to help raise prices at the auction. In the end, whoever was fooled was a fool.
Wu Yitian is not kind to do this. Everyone comes to the Qibao Appreciation Conference to give you a face, you can't do this.
In the future, I still want to get mixed up.
"Ahem!" Yang Teng coughed lightly: "The auctioneer, what is he doing in a daze, since no one increases the price, does this flaming stone belong to me?"
The auctioneer was embarrassed for a while, and then he remembered that he should announce the ownership of the Flame Stone.
The Yang brothers sitting in the No. 1 position looked at Yang Teng strangely. Yang Zhiming said, "Fifth Brother, this Yang Teng was really arranged by Wu Yitian? I don't think such a stone is also a treasure."
Yang Zhipeng shook his head slightly, "That's not good, Yang Teng has nothing to do, maybe there is something in this stone."
The auctioneer announced that the flame stone belonged to Yang Teng at the price of fifteen bottles of Gathering Pill.
"Boy, you are really rich in exchange for such a stone with fifteen bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill. How about we do a pen business? I will get you a hundred of these stones, and you can just give me a few bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill." The sixth side laughed unscrupulously, mocking Yang Teng.
Yang Teng stood up suddenly, staring at guest number six and asked: "You are serious about what you are saying! If you can take out such a stone, I will give you a bottle of the best spirit gathering pill!"
Yang Teng shocked everyone with a word.
