Douluo: You call this a toy

It can be seen that the old man in his [-]s wanted to buy it but was reluctant to spend the money. Seeing that the girl was determined and unmoved, he hesitated a little, scratched the dog treasure again, and said with a pained face: "I will add another ten thousand, seventy thousand for you If it doesn’t sell, I’ll buy it elsewhere.”

"My grandma said she won't sell it for a penny less than [-] yuan."

The little girl responded calmly, seemingly not caring at all whether she could sell it or not.

The sixty-year-old old man let out a long sigh, reluctantly put down the dog treasure, then got up and left.

Yang Fan immediately picked up Gou Bao and called Liu Xueru immediately, asking her if she wanted [-] yuan. Maybe she didn't hear her, and no one answered her two calls.

Although the old man in his [-]s didn't look like Tuo, Yang Fan was still more cautious, "Little sister, do you want to sell it for [-]?"

"You should have heard just now, we won't sell anything less than [-]."

Yang Fan thought about it and decided that one hundred thousand would be one hundred thousand. Liu Xueru would reimburse him anyway.

"Okay, I don't have that much cash with me. Can I transfer it to you via WeChat?"

The little girl shook her head, "I just want cash."

What to do?Yang Fan was a little embarrassed. He couldn't go to the bank to withdraw cash. "In this case, I will have someone deliver it."

The girl nodded in agreement. Goubao was sold. She took out a jade bottle from her bag. There was a golden liquid in the bottle. What kind of medicine was this?When Yang Fan was confused, the little girl took out another piece of white paper and spread it under the jade bottle, with a few words written on it with a brush: Nine Revolutions of Spiritual Liquid.

Nine-turn spiritual liquid?Yang Fan frowned slightly and asked, "What is the use of this spiritual fluid?"

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't understand, the little girl explained: "Nine Transformations Spiritual Liquid, as the name suggests, is a medicinal liquid that can enhance mental power."

"What's the use of improving mental strength?"

Out of curiosity, Yang Fan asked again.

The little girl rolled her eyes and said patiently, "Practitioners naturally understand."

Practice?Does it mean those cultivators or immortal cultivators on TV?They are all fictitious, how could such a person exist in the real world.

"If you really know how to joke, how can there be any cultivators in modern society?"

The little girl glanced at Yang Fan as if he were a fool, hesitated to speak, and finally made no explanation.

Hey, when I was drawing the talisman, I didn't have enough concentration. Can I drink some? "Little sister, look I bought your dog treasure, can you give me a bottle for free?"

The little girl immediately opened her eyes wide and said, "50 yuan per bottle."

Well, the price of Jiuzhuan Spiritual Liquid can buy five dog treasures, how could they give it away?

"It's so expensive, who would buy it?"

As soon as Yang Fan finished speaking, a middle-aged Taoist priest came over. When he saw the words Jiuzuan Spiritual Liquid, his eyes flashed, and he hurried forward and carefully picked up the small jade bottle.

"Can you smell it?"

asked the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"No, not unless you buy it."

The little girl always speaks so concisely.

"How much? I want it."

The middle-aged Taoist priest had opened the bottle cap, put it to his nose and smelled it, his eyes flashed with surprise.

"50."

The little girl quotes again.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was not surprised and said cheerfully: "I don't have that much money with me, why don't you come with me to get it."

"No, bring the money."

The little girl put Goubao and Jiuzuan Spiritual Liquid back into the bag, sat on the floor, and waited for the two to send money.

"You can keep it for me."

Yang Fan confessed and went to find Liu Xueru.

The middle-aged Taoist priest rolled his eyes and said to the little girl: "50 is not a small amount. It is inconvenient to carry it with you. It is better for you to go get it with me. It will not be too late to come back."

"My grandma told me to trade in crowded places."

The middle-aged Taoist priest had no choice but to let the little girl wait and left in a hurry.

Yang Fan couldn't contact Liu Xueru, so he could only search aimlessly. After walking around for a while, he found that there were many people gathered in front of him. When he got closer, he realized that it was the exhibition hall of Jishi Herb Co., Ltd., and it was so noisy that he didn't know what was going on.

He saw Liu Xueru standing in the center of the exhibition hall, wearing a headset, introducing the century-old meat Ganoderma lucidum. A layer of red cloth was spread on the glass table in front of her. The red cloth was the century-old meat Ganoderma lucidum that he sold to Liu Xueru.

"Everyone, if you believe that the people here are knowledgeable, you might as well come up and identify the authenticity."

As Liu Xueru's voice fell, several old men walked up one after another. They all gathered around the meat Ganoderma to identify it and nodded one after another. ?

"Okay, let me announce that the bidding has begun, with a starting price of [-]."

Someone immediately made an offer, "Sixty thousand."

"Eighty thousand."

"12."

"40."

The competition was extremely fierce, with tens of thousands being added up. Soon, someone called for 40. Yang Fan was dumbfounded. What he sold for 15 was actually auctioned for 40. He lamented that rich people are willful.

"60."

When everyone thought the deal would be 40 yuan, they didn’t expect the price to reach 60 yuan in one step. Who was this wealthy person?All eyes were on him.

When Liu Xueru saw this person, she couldn't help being slightly stunned and shouted: "60 once."

"RMB 60 twice, is there anyone else bidding?"

When Liu Xueru was about to call out the deal, she suddenly shouted: "61."

Yang Fan knew the man who bid 60 yuan, and it was a coincidence that it was Mr. Jin. The man who bid 61 yuan also knew the old man in his sixties who was reluctant to buy the dog treasure.

Mr. Jin wanted to please his future daughter-in-law, but someone who was short-sighted actually made a bid with him and immediately shouted: "70."

"71."

The old man in his sixties immediately followed Ten Thousand.

Mr. Jin was furious and asked, "You old guy, do you have money?" "80 [-]."

boom.

It's boiling down here. A century-old Ganoderma lucidum fetched a sky-high price of 80 yuan in a short period of time. Will they continue to ask for more?Everyone is looking forward to it.

The old man in his 81s was calm and said, "[-]."

"Old man, are you sincerely against me? To tell you the truth, I am determined to get this hundred-year-old meat Ganoderma lucidum!"

Mr. Jin's lungs were almost bursting with anger. He pointed at the old man in his sixties. If it weren't for his age, he would have asked the bodyguards to beat him.

"I need it urgently, can you give it to me, old man?"

Judging from his tone, the sixty-year-old man had no intention of giving in.

"100."

Mr. Jin shouted through gritted teeth.

"One hundred and one thousand."

Until the call came to 150 million, Mr. Jin felt that he couldn't call anymore. Since the other party wanted it, let him give it to him. But after waiting for a long time, the old man in his sixties opened his mouth and closed it again.

"Hey, why don't you bark anymore?"

Realizing something was wrong, Mr. Jin asked the sixty-year-old man.

The old man in his [-]s spread his hands and said, "I have no money, so I won't call anymore."

"No, how could you do this?"

Mr. Jin couldn't help but swipe his credit card to pay, and bought the century-old Ganoderma lucidum at a high price.

Yang Fan had been confused for a long time, thinking that Liu Xueru's marketing methods were clever and she had earned high profits in the bidding.

After auctioning off the Ganoderma lucidum, Liu Xueru walked towards Yang Fan.

He smiled and asked, "What's the gain?"

"I found a dog treasure and they asked for [-] yuan. I won't sell it without cash."

"How big is it?"

A strange light flashed in Liu Xueru's eyes, like a lioness discovering its prey.

Yang Fan thought for a while, "It's bigger than a duck egg."

"Don't say 30, it's worth [-]. Take me there quickly."

After that, he and Yang Fan left in a hurry.