Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up rags

Yan Yun glanced at him, but quickly moved her gaze downwards. Even if one plant was one million, then based on the number of at least seventy plants she had, not to mention one hundred million, she would at least make tens of millions, okay?

And Duocai has already started to settle accounts. A mere 100 billion low-grade spirit stones? Is it difficult for it and the host?

Of course, he didn't dare to say "just a little" out loud, otherwise he would be scolded by the host again.

"What are you thinking about?" Pei Yixing was infected by the light in her eyes and asked while sitting beside her.

Yan Yun shook his head, but there was still joy in his eyes, and he looked down expectantly.

Seeing that the final price was 1.4 million low-grade spirit stones, Yan Yun couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. Well, that's it, it's her turn to make money.

Suddenly, a chuckle came from her ear, and she turned her head to meet the smiling eyes.

There was a hint of confusion in her eyes. Was it funny that she nodded?

As if he had guessed what she was thinking, "You're thinking about how to make money here, right?" Pei Yixing said.

"Yes." She nodded honestly, but wondered in her heart, is it that obvious?

"Do you often have seventh-grade medicinal plants like this here?" Yan Yun lowered his gaze again and asked.

"It's not common. Medicinal plants of this quality are usually kept for personal use, except for those who are extremely short of money." At this point, Pei Yixing thought of something else and asked, "Are you short of money?"

"Short." Yan Yun responded quickly. It was not just that he was short of money, it was almost like he was in debt.

"Are you short of money? Tell me how much you need and I'll give it to you." Chen Changyu also came over at this time, and his words carried some meaning of winning him over.

"You can't afford it." Yan Yun hesitated and looked at him. Sure enough, after these words came out, Chen Changyu's smile froze.

He can’t afford it???

Chen Changyu maintained a smile on his face, "If you don't believe me, tell me."

"You really can't afford it. I'm not looking down on you." Yan Yun said helplessly. She thought back to when she asked the guardian of the underwater secret realm for 10 billion low-grade spirit stones and almost got beaten up.

"I don't believe it." Chen Changyu still didn't give up. He wanted to hear what amount of money was so high that he couldn't afford it.

"One hundred billion low-grade spirit stones, do you have it?" He was so persistent that Yan Yun had no choice but to say.

She turned around and observed Chen Changyu's expression. The other party immediately frowned, fell into deep thought, and looked as if he was doubting his life.

Pei Yixing couldn't help but laugh when he saw Chen Changyu being humiliated. "Okay, stay here for a while and follow the people here. I will help you take care of the Chen family's affairs in Kyoto for the time being."

"If you keep standing up there, how will the people below see you?"

"I understand, uncle." Chen Changyu was always well-behaved in front of Pei Yixing, whether in the past or now.

This uncle was driven out of the Pei family at a young age because of a hexagram. He wandered for many years, and when he came back, he was already half a step away from becoming a god. He looked gentle, yet distant.

He admired him in his heart, but was also a little afraid of him.

Pei Yixing looked indifferent and returned to the previous question, "How many medicinal plants similar to the longevity grass do you have?"

"I won't disappoint you, senior." Yan Yun didn't count carefully, so she had to answer like this. On the other hand, she didn't want to reveal too much, so by saying this, the other party would understand what she meant.

"We need to charge 20% of the auction proceeds as a handling fee." Pei Yixing paused and continued, "But if you can provide us with it for a long time, I can give you a 15% discount."

"As for the specific procedures, I will guide you through them. It depends on how you think about it and whether you can accept it."

The handling fees charged by the Chen family are relatively high among all auction houses because they provide full-service custody, full transparency and guarantees.

Thinking of this, Pei Yixing explained it to her again and asked her to think about it carefully.

In Yan Yun's hand was a booklet he had given her, which detailed the entire process and the flow of money.

"Sure." She got her answer soon. Although she had to pay the other party a 15% handling fee, she still got very considerable profits overall.

In the auction house, firstly, everyone who comes comes for what they want, and secondly, where there is competition there are high prices, so the medicinal plants in her hands can achieve the maximum profit.

Soon someone came to lead Yan Yun to the management office to sign the contract and go through the procedures. Only Pei Yixing and Chen Changyu were left in the private room.

"Don't ever be her enemy." Pei Yixing looked at Chen Changyu and suddenly said, "You took the wrong path before, I will help you correct it. I won't stay here forever, you can only rely on yourself."

"Where are you going?" Although Chen Changyu knew that Yan Yun was no longer the same as before, he did not expect Pei Yixing to think so highly of her. But after hearing the latter part, he felt a little panicked for no reason.

Pei Yixing did not answer, and the private room fell into silence again.

Yan Yun on this side also signed a written contract specifically for her. As long as she had high-grade medicinal plants, she could contact someone from the Chen family auction house at any time to collect them and entrust them to her.

All she needs to do is provide the services quietly and collect the money quietly.

She still likes this method very much. It saves trouble and she can make money.

When the three of them walked out of the auction house again, it was already dark.

The sky was covered with thick clouds, which seemed to be falling down. The clouds were a deep dark blue, and against the backdrop of the sea without sunlight, it looked like a deep ocean in the sky.

The night wind blows, and the sea breeze has a salty and humid smell.

Yan Yun looked up at the sky and felt a little depressed.

As they walked, only she and Pei Yixing were left, and no one knew where Chen Changyu had been called to.

The medicine market is also very lively at night. It seems that there is no distinction between day and night here. It is always so lively and human at all times.

They walked out of the medicine market, and outside was a street market selling all kinds of magic tools. There were even more small stalls here. They strung together silver-white beads and hung them on brackets between the stalls, like white starlight, twinkling.

It is for both lighting and aesthetics.

"You can take a look here to see if there is anything that suits your taste." Pei Yixing, who was walking in front, said, "The prices here are basically lower than those in the market. It is a must-visit place for many people who come here."

"Okay, thank you." Yan Yun's words were full of gratitude, thank you for the past and thank you for the present.

The two of them strolled around slowly, and occasionally when they saw something Yan Yun was interested in, they would come over to pick and choose. Pei Yixing would then give her advice and let her know whether it was worth the price.

As a result, when the street vendors saw the two men coming, they didn't dare to brag, because they would soon be exposed by Pei Yixing with a smile.

Duocai tried to interrupt several times but never got the chance because Pei Yixing had finished speaking.

Duocai: I don’t know why I suddenly feel a sense of crisis about losing my job…