Scientific cultivation of immortals, hard work to become rich

Chapter 127 This May Be a Pit
Xiao Yuncheng only called out the price once at the beginning, but he never spoke again afterwards.

In such a short time, the price of the string of Buddhist beads on the field has already reached [-] million.

Ye Zhen looked at Brother Xiaowu, and asked with a half-smile, "Stop shooting?"

Brother Xiao Wu: "I'm not going to shoot." He's not stupid, Young Master Xiao didn't bid anymore.

It wasn't easy to get those three melons and two dates in his pocket... Brother Xiao Wu couldn't help but glance at Xiao Yuncheng, his eyes were very bright, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ye Zhen looked up at Xiao Yuncheng thoughtfully.

The man was leaning against the window, his expression was a little calm, his brows and eyes were not as lazy as before, but his voice was more restrained and sharp.

He obviously doesn't like Lanruo Temple, and he doesn't like the things of Lanruo Temple, but just now, he made an unexpected bid...

But they only called the price once?

Ye Zhen felt that something was wrong.

"Sister, it's just a string of Buddhist beads, is it really worth that much money?" Ye Wan approached Ye Zhen quietly, and whispered, "Why do I think this might be a trap?"

I have to say, sometimes, a girl's intuition cannot be underestimated.

Ye Zhen smiled: "Let's have a look again."

Something is wrong with this.

Because the appearance of this thing is obviously related to Ye Wei.

In the case of Ye Wei... who doesn't like poor people to drink two mouthfuls of porridge, if they have good things, they will only desperately put them in their pockets, so how can they be willing to put them up for public auction?

The most important thing is, if she read correctly, before doing this, Ye Wei seemed to raise her head and glance in the direction of Hall 6.

Ye Wei knew they were in Hall 6, Ye Zhen was not surprised by this.

After all, today is the Ye family's home stadium, so just ask the staff casually, and you can find out their movements. ——She, a large group of people with a family, has an obvious goal.

So here comes the question, is it her or Xiao Yuncheng that Ye Wei is looking at?
The monk's intuition told Ye Zhen that this is very important.

But at this moment, Lu Jingtang, who was sitting in the center of Hall No. [-], also called out the price: "[-] million."

The whole banquet hall was silent for a moment, even Ye Zhen and the others looked up at Lu Jingtang.

They couldn't help recalling the scene when they first met at the foot of Huadu Mountain. Lu Jingtang was driving a dilapidated van, and he didn't look like a rich man at all...

But now they calmly shouted out [-] million!
Ye Jin and the others were all silent. So, are all the young people these days so rich?Then they...

Several people raised their heads to look at Ye Zhen again, their eyes... couldn't be more obvious.

——Sister, when will we become rich?

Ye Zhen: "..." The pressure is really great.

Following Lu Jingtang's shouting price, the entire banquet hall was in awe, but no one asked for a price anymore.

Obviously, at this moment, Lu Jingtang and others represent the face of the Xuan Academy.

No one will compete with the people from the Xuan Academy at this time.

The string of Buddhist beads went smoothly and was taken down by Lu Jingtang and others.

Ye Zhen raised her eyebrows slightly.

From the corner of his eye, he has been paying attention to Ye Wei's movements in the crowd.

After seeing Lu Jingtang photographing the string of Buddhist beads on behalf of Xuanyuan Academy, Ye Wei smiled and stepped forward to congratulate her, showing no abnormality on her face.

At this moment, Zhang Wu, a second-year middle school boy, suddenly murmured in a low voice: "You guys, what would you think if Lanruo Temple knew that their former host's things were photographed by people from the Xuan Academy?"

A very vague thought flashed through Ye Zhen's mind very quickly.

Just as she was about to grab it, she saw that the hostess outside had already taken out the next auction item.

"This is an ancient painting with a history of hundreds of years. Although it is incomplete and the author cannot be studied, it is still of great artistic value after expert appraisal."

After the host gave a brief introduction, he began to call out the price, "The starting price is [-], and the price will not be lower than [-] each time."

When Zhang Wu heard the price, he immediately came to the spirit: he can do it at this price.

In the end, Ye Tiantian, a good brother next to him, glanced at him and pointed out: "This thing is cheap, but it's useless..."

He didn't know whether others would buy it or not. Anyway, the people in their orphanage would never buy such flashy things.

What's more, this painting can't even be called flashy, because it is obviously a fragment.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Ye Zhen suddenly called out the price: "[-]."

Ye Xiaowu: "..."

He's not stupid, of course he wouldn't think that it was the elder sister who deliberately slapped him in the face.Obviously, the eldest sister's sudden bid must have something to do with the painting itself.

Ye Xiaowu frowned slightly, and looked up at the scroll over there.

But it was really far away, even with Ye Xiaowu's amazing eyesight of [-], he couldn't see clearly.

At this moment, when she heard that there was a bid from Hall 6, the hostess also raised her head and looked over with a subtle gaze.

However, everyone is probably still immersed in the last auction item. For a while, no one exported to bid for this ancient painting.

The hostess couldn't help but take another look here.

"[-] once..." She repeated the quotation, and deliberately slowed down.

However, no one said anything, the hostess was a little anxious, the price of each lot was related to her commission for tonight.

Ye Zhen noticed her movement and remained motionless. ——Do you want her, a poor person, to spend more money?
Impossible.

But right now.

"Ten million." Xiao Yuncheng next to him suddenly said.

"One thousand..." When the hostess saw that someone had finally bid, she burst into a smile and subconsciously opened her mouth to repeat the price, but she didn't realize it until halfway through the registration, and she couldn't help being stunned: "... ten thousand!"

Ten million?

From [-] to [-] million, this ancient painting is worth a hundred times in an instant?

Not only the hostess was stunned, but all the guests around her raised their heads in surprise, trying to find the person who had just asked for a price.

Where did this person come from to take advantage of the stupid money?

Spend [-] million to buy such an incomplete and unknown crap, is it too much money to burn?
Ye Zhen was also taken aback.

She looked back slowly, and found that Xiao Yuncheng had put down his wine glass after shouting the price, and stood behind her, just avoiding the prying eyes of everyone outside.

At this moment the man was standing in the shadow of the light, looking down at her.

In a pair of deep eyes, there seemed to be something surging, carrying strong emotions that she couldn't understand.

For a moment, Ye Zhen only felt that there were mixed feelings, and her mood was extremely complicated.

After a while, she asked, "Why do you want to...take a picture of it?"

The reason why she asked the price was because she seemed to have seen a similar fragment in the cultivation world?

It just so happened that the price of this painting was not expensive, so she decided to take it to see if it was part of the fragmented scroll she had seen in the realm of comprehension...

Ye Zhen had a faint intuition in her heart, perhaps, her time travel was not a coincidence?
What's more, she wondered if there was some kind of connection between this so-called book world and the cultivation world she had traveled to?

Perhaps this ancient painting is some kind of proof?

So Ye Zhen wanted to take a picture of it.

But what was Xiao Yuncheng's bid for?

"Although this thing is a bit broken, but..." Xiao Yuncheng looked at the painting on the auction floor with disgust.

but what?Ye Zhen raised her eyebrows slightly, apparently aroused by these words.

But Xiao Yuncheng didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly swallowed his face again, a stern look flashed between his brows and eyes.

Ye Zhen: "..." I hate this kind of half-spoken people the most.

Isn't this intentional to tantalize people's appetite!

(End of this chapter)