After evacuating the Hou Mansion, I fled famine with my pregnant belly

Don't look at Liu Mei'er's softness, she is a ninth-rank martial artist, her voice with internal strength floated above the auction, and the originally noisy auction hall immediately fell silent.

"There are three bottles of Ningshen Dan, and there are two in one bottle. Now the first bottle is being auctioned. The starting price is 1 taels of silver, and each increase in price should not be less than 100 taels of silver."

"1000 taels."

"Thirty-two thousand taels."

"3000 taels."

……

"This auctioneer is not bad, and I don't know if he can dig it."

Feng Jiuyou rested his chin on one hand, looked at Liu Meier who was shining brightly on the stage with burning eyes, and thought about the possibility of poaching the wall.

Hearing this, You Lei couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.

People in Huainan Mansion are not easy to dig.

But thinking of Jiang Huai's infatuated kind, You Lei is not so confident.

"Eighty-five thousand taels."

The Ding family of the four major families spoke first.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall stopped.

"The four major families have made a move, so what else can we do?"

"9 taels." The Feng family also spoke.

"Brother, are we still going to shoot? The pill is about to be snatched by other families?"

Tang Rou said worriedly.

"Rourou is not in a hurry, wait a little longer." Tang Yi was also very nervous.

"10 million taels."

"15 taels."

"16 million taels."

Seeing that it was almost done, Tang Yi finally opened his mouth.

"18 taels, why don't you just add that little bit? Is it because your Tang family can't afford the money? If you can't afford it, don't come here to embarrass yourself."

A sarcastic voice came from the other side.

"18 taels."

Tang Yi spoke on his own, completely ignoring the mad dog opposite.

"20 taels, why don't you talk, don't you just want to take a picture of the Ningshen Pill for your dying old man?"

The sarcastic voice didn't hold back at all, Tang Rou was so angry that she wanted to fight the Feng family, but Tang Yi held her back.

"20 taels." Tang Yi restrained his anger and continued to increase the price.

The teacup held in the other hand has already become shattered.

"Brother, how can they say that about grandfather."

Tang Rou's eyes were red with anger.

"Rourou, don't be impulsive. The current Tang family has no chance of winning against the Feng family. After grandfather recovers, he will settle the score with them."

Tang Yi comforted softly.

"Send someone to tell the Tang family that you can sell them a bottle of Concentration Pill for 10 taels of silver in private."

Feng Jiuyou casually said to You Lei.

You Lei looked at Feng Jiuyou and asked in surprise:
"Madam Feng, this is..."

"It's easier to see them."

"what!"

No way, sister-in-law won't fall in love with Tang Yi's little boy, brother Jiang Huai will cry to death.

No, he has to send a letter to urge Brother Jiang Huai to come quickly.

"Can't you?" Feng Jiuyou raised his head and asked.

"Row."

You Lei still agreed, recruited a servant, and whispered something in his ear.

Hearing this, the young man immediately left the private room.

Buying the elixir to the Tang family at a low price is certainly not because they are pleasing to the eye.

Before Feng Jiuyou, she knew the power of Wuding City clearly from Shen Han, and the first person she wanted to win over was the Tang family.

The other is the Han family.

The Tang family and the Han family Feng Jiuyou have also investigated. Although they live in Wuding City, they still have a bottom line in how they behave.

As for the other two aristocratic families, considering their dominance in Wuding City, it would be better to annex them.

So as not to come out from time to time to disturb her retirement life.

Tang Yi heard what the boy said, although he was a little surprised, he still stopped bidding.

He also wanted to meet the master behind the pill.

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