Interstellar Rebirth: The Admiral’s Wife is Good and Wild

Chapter 47 Auction 3, Finale Lot

Qu Tong couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Pretty miserable.

Despite living such a miserable life, his hair quality is still so good. Although he is thin, his face is quite good-looking, his skin is fair, and his whole body exudes a sickly beauty.

I have to say that genes are quite powerful.

The blond man didn't have a starting price. As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, the hall heard a series of bids, and several people also made noises in the private rooms on the second and third floors.

Qu Tong took a quick look and saw that most of the bidders in the lobby on the first floor were older women, and there were also a few young men and wretched uncles. He could tell at a glance what they were doing.

The bidding went on and on, and finally she got a price for her stone.

Qu Tong was amazed. Being good-looking can make others spend more money for you.

But Yu Yao on the side looked at Qu Tong frequently.

Seeing that Qu Tong was just looking at the cage in the middle quietly without any unnecessary emotions, he didn't understand why Qu Tong didn't bid this time.

Anyone who Qu Tong asked before, regardless of whether they got the shot or not, they all participated in the bidding.

Besides, young girls are the most soft-hearted.

Of course Qu Tong noticed Yu Yao's eyes and said amusedly: "In your eyes, I look like someone who was taken advantage of?"

Yu Yao: "..."

Yu Yao smiled awkwardly and quickly shook her head in denial.

Qu Tong didn't mind and continued watching the auction.

The turntable holding the cage slowly rotated for display. When the man's beautiful face happened to be facing her direction, the man's long eyelashes trembled slightly, but he never woke up.

Finally, a middle-aged greasy man with a fat figure was photographed in the lobby on the first floor. His squinting eyes looked smaller due to his obesity, and his smile was somewhat vulgar.

You can almost predict how miserable the sick beauty will be.

After a long period of preparation, the people on the field were not impatient at all, but became more and more looking forward to it.

"Excited heart, trembling hands, next is the final auction!"

"I believe everyone has received the news. After 30 years, our black market has once again welcomed a special-grade potion! This time, the special-grade potion can reduce the riot value of SS spiritual power users by 10 points. Presumably there will be more SS-level and below. Everyone No need to question it, it’s officially certified and we pay for the quality.”

The auctioneer spoke passionately, and he was dancing with excitement, as if he had seen the scene of everyone looting in advance.

Suddenly there was an uproar on the field, with discussions and cheers.

"Really? Hold the grass!"

"Isn't this nonsense? The black market official personally promoted it. How could it be fake? The black market is famous for its domineering contract. If you dare to withdraw the photo, you will lose your pants."

"I'm finally lucky enough to get a glimpse of the legendary special potion. I'm sure there will be no chance of filming."

"I'm just here to gain knowledge. How can I compete with the big guys on the second, third, and fourth floors?"

"I'm sure you'll have to go crazy today."

"No, you can count the number of special-grade potions produced by the entire empire in a year on both hands. How many people with money can't buy them?"

"Didn't the Pharmacist Guild sign a treaty that special-grade medicines can only be supplied to the army and royal nobles except for their own use? How could they flow into the black market?"

"That's what happened. The special potion 30 years ago was passed down from the Canngling Empire next door, but the potion master died 10 years ago."

"Is there a new master potion coming out?" "It's very possible that my father's second aunt works as a cleaner in the black market. I heard from inside information that there is more than one special potion, maybe three."

"Tch! Come on, can a cleaning lady just hear the inside information?"

The discussion in the hall has been lively for a long time, and the private rooms have soundproofing and windows, so any further discussions are among ourselves.

The auctioneer paused deliberately for a while just to heighten the atmosphere, and was very satisfied with what he just heard.

Qu Tong in the private room was also very satisfied.

The auctioneer struck with his hammer, and there was a moment of silence.

The auctioneer took the opportunity to say: "Today's surprise is far more than that. The special potion that appeared in our auction house today is not just one bottle, but three bottles!"

"what!!!"

"Holy shit, it's really three bottles. Did I hear that right?"

"Usually one bottle is enough to explode. What is the concept of three bottles appearing at one time?"

"Ah!! It's going to be a crazy rhythm."

The auctioneer shouted excitedly at the throat: "You heard it right, three bottles! Three bottles of special potion will be auctioned in three parts."

As he spoke, he pulled open the red cloth covering the tray.

The field immediately screamed and cheered!

Lan Jianghong, who was in the private room on the third floor, stood up suddenly and looked at the tray covered with red cloth on the field with a livid face.

"What's going on recently? Miss Ali's Temple of Wealth just came out, and a special potion appeared in the auction, and there were three of them. Is it a big deal to be a potion master?"

What happened in the past few days made Lan Jianghong's temper particularly unstable.

I thought that an unknown and unscrupulous shopkeeper disturbing the market price would be irritating enough. Unexpectedly, he also got in touch with the military. The people below came to report that the benefits provided to them by the military in the first half of the year were reduced by 30%. .

He personally went to the military department to ask for an explanation. Gong Yun, that old fox, actually cried for him and pretended to be pitiful. His attitude was so good that he had nothing to say, but he refused to give up the 30% of the benefits.

It made him hold back his anger for the past few days.

"Grandpa, don't be angry. It may not be from our empire. The resources of the two empires are gathered here, and even the Canngling Empire is involved. If it is from another empire, it will not threaten us for the time being."

Lan Weiying's voice was soft and comforting, and she made a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Lan Jianghong.

Lan Jianghong took the tea and drank it in one gulp. His tone was calmer, but he still felt unhappy:
"What Xiaoying said makes sense. Let me see how many people can grab just three bottles of potion."

Lan Weiying frowned and disagreed: "No, grandpa, we also want to take pictures. The efficacy of our special potion is not stable. It can rarely reach the riot value that reduces SS-level mental power users by 10%. Take it back and study it. Maybe the efficacy of our medicine can be improved again.”

"Besides, who can compete with our pharmacist?"

Lan Jianghong listened to Lan Weiying's analysis, which coincided with his own thoughts, and felt relieved: "She is indeed a genius girl from our Lan family."

Lan Weiying was not embarrassed after being praised. Instead, she became more confident and calm, with a well-placed smile on her delicate face.

In another private room, Gong Lingyu looked down through the window with burning eyes, filled with confidence that he was bound to win.

"Father, tell me, can Junli's master prepare a special potion?"

Gong Yun sat at the table with a leisurely expression: "It's not impossible."

Seeing that his father was making an inscrutable statement again, Gong Lingyu rolled his eyes and changed the subject: "If I don't have enough money later, please lend me your little treasury."

(End of this chapter)