護花近衛 - 第2506章 價格攀升 - 翰墨軒

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Chapter 2506 — Price Climbing

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"Eighty million!" You Pangao was livid. Why was this man competing with him? Couldn't he buy anything else? Must he snatch this very thing from under his nose?

"One hundred million!" The Heaven Rank cultivator was anxious now too. He did not absolutely have to buy it, but the opportunity had presented itself here, and if he gave up, hunting down fine pure jade later would hardly be worth the cost. So he too shouted an astronomical figure—if it worked, fine; if not, he would have to give up. After all, his resources were nothing compared to the Hidden Right Family's.

"One hundred and ten million!" You Pangao kept raising the bid. No matter what, he was determined to have this piece of pure yellow jade!

The Heaven Rank cultivator gave up with some reluctance, laying his paddle on the table and bidding no further.

Lu Xiansheng felt a touch of regret that no one was pushing the price higher, but for a single piece of pure yellow jade to sell for over a hundred million was all but unheard of. At the last auction, a piece of pure purple jade had gone for only thirty-two million—less than a third of this.

"One hundred and ten million, going once..." Lu Xiansheng began the call.

"One hundred and twenty million." Wei Zhao raised the paddle in his hand. The price had already exceeded his expectations. If his pills had not sold for nearly three hundred million—leaving him over two hundred million after the commission—he would not even have had the money to buy it.

"Gah!" You Pangao had not expected the Heaven Rank cultivator to drop out, only for a Cheng Yaojin to come charging out of nowhere and start bidding against him! His face turned hideous, and he turned to look at Wei Zhao, wanting to see whether the man was a shill hired by the auction house.

Wei Zhao paid You Pangao no mind. Having named his price, he simply sat there at his ease.

"One hundred and thirty million!" You Pangao probed, unwilling to yield.

"One hundred and thirty-one million." Wei Zhao had money in hand, but he could not go throwing it about. Wouldn't the extra be better given to Yu Xiaoke to develop the orphanage?

Damn it! Hearing Wei Zhao bid in that manner, You Pangao flew into a towering rage. Who raised a bid like that? Was this some kind of game? True, the minimum increment was a million, but in practice, once an item's price reached a certain height, no one did such a thing—it was as good as deliberately thumbing your nose at your opponent.

"One hundred and fifty million!" You Pangao glared venomously at Wei Zhao.

"One hundred and fifty-one million," Wei Zhao said mildly, though inwardly he was growing anxious. He had made a good deal of money from the pills, but even money should not be squandered like this—in the blink of an eye it had reached a hundred and fifty million. The ingredients for those pills had come from the Right Family, so it had been a case of producing and selling his own goods with little real cost; but that was essentially a one-time deal, and there was no hoping to get more ingredients out of the Right Family.