After Signing in for Fifty Years, I Became a Blood Clan Boss

　　In three months, the sign-in got a lot of materials, including a pair of earl-level fangs.

　　There is no doubt that this is another business that satisfies both parties.

　　"A total of gold coins, please count them."

　　Fang Qingyan took the heavy purse and weighed it, and then smiled: "There is no need to count, I have traded so many times, don't I believe you?"

　　In fact, it has been swept over with mental power to confirm that the number is correct.

　　Thomas was stunned for a moment, and immediately the other party's favor with Qingyan greatly increased.

　　He very enthusiastically took Fang Qingyan to buy a coffin in person.

　　"These are all new and top-quality coffins that arrived yesterday. Do you have a favorite style?"

　　After arriving in the warehouse, Thomas showed Fang Qingyan his inventory.

　　There are hundreds of corpse coffins stacked on top of each other on the ground.

　　It can be described as a big business!

　　Fang Qingyan stepped forward to check them one by one, and quickly walked around.

　　He shook his head in disappointment.

　　The styles of these coffins are very novel, gorgeous and beautiful, but he doesn't care about the outside, what he cares about is the quality of the corpse coffin!

　　A good coffin can greatly help meditation practice.

　　Of the more than [-] coffins in the warehouse, none of them can compare to the one from Count Carstein.

　　"Is there anything better? Money is not a problem, I want a corpse coffin made by the top craftsman with the most precious materials!"

　　Fang Qingyan turned back, looked at Thomas, and asked.

　　Thomas was stunned for three seconds, and then showed a shocked expression: "You don't look down on any of them, do you? Look at the three coffins next to you. These are very high-end corpse coffins. Ordinary nobles can all can not afford."

　　"I've already seen it, no."

　　Fang Qingyan shook his head.

　　Thomas immediately looked at Fang Qingyan with a suspicious look in his eyes, and wanted to ask, what kind of high-level coffin would you like to sleep in as a little baron?

　　Fang Qingyan concealed most of his strength, and the fluctuation of his blood and energy was only at the level of an ordinary baron.

　　"Cough cough, I bought it for Lord Carstein, so I can't settle for it, I have to get the best."

　　Fang Qingyan said without blushing.

　　When Thomas heard the words, he suddenly realized that he also heard that Count Carstein was seriously injured on the battlefield. In this case, he really needed a good coffin to heal his wounds.

　　But this is really the best corpse coffin in his shop...

　　"If you need a better coffin, you'll have to try your luck at the auction house."

　　Thomas sighed, "The real top corpse coffins are monopolized by the royal family, where can ordinary nobles afford it? You will never find a better coffin than mine in any trading house in Laimia City. "

　　It turned out to be the case.

　　Didn't expect the black and gold coffin of Count Castine to be so precious?Want to buy can not buy.

　　Fang Qingyan was a little disappointed and didn't stay for long.

　　After walking out of the trading house, he left the black market and took a carriage to the auction house.

　　If it really doesn't work, he can only settle for a second and use a lesser coffin.

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Chapter 21

　　The largest auction in the city of Laimia is the property of the Revnor clan.

　　Like the Bruch clan, the Revnor clan is a group of seven royal families. On the bright side, there is a powerful and terrifying marquis, while the duke has been in retreat for thousands of years.

　　Fang Qingyan got off the carriage.

　　Looking up at this magnificent and tall building, there are people coming and going at the door, and all those who come in and out are nobles.

　　Civilians are not eligible to enter.

　　"Sir, please show your identity."

　　Fang Qingyan was stopped at the door.

　　Although the two guards were polite, they had vigilance in their eyes, because the other side Qing Yan was very familiar.

　　"I am the steward of Count Carstein."

　　Fang Qingyan took out a metal plaque that symbolized his status as a housekeeper, with the family crest of Count Carstein on it.

　　The two guards let go at once.

　　After entering, a waiter led the way. After passing through a long corridor, they came to a spacious hall, which is the auction venue.

　　Rows of seats are neatly arranged, with an aisle in the middle for people to walk on, and a high platform at the front.

　　"Sir, this is the first time I've come here, so let me tell you the rules first."

　　The waiter said very politely, "During the auction, you can't speak, you need to keep quiet. Bids and bids are made by raising placards. Each participant has five placards, corresponding to 500, 1000, and 5000 respectively. , 10000 gold coins."

　　A very western auction style.

　　Fang Qingyan nodded, indicating that he knew.

　　The waiter handed over another black mask shaped like a bat's wings: "This is a mask, you can choose not to wear it, sir."

　　"Still wear it."

　　He reached for it.

　　……

　　After being seated, Fang Qingyan looked around without a trace.

　　Many people came to this auction.

　　There are hundreds of people, and all of them are nobles, and there are even several earl-level blood clans.

　　In Laimia City, the earl was considered a great nobleman, and he had his own fief and private army.

　　The Marquis is even more of a vassal official, and his status is extremely noble. He rarely stoops to participate in such an auction. Unless he receives news in advance, there will be some amazing good things appearing.

　　……

　　After waiting a few more minutes.

　　The auction begins.

　　The host is a baron vampire.

　　"Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of the Revnor family, I welcome you all..."

　　After the simple popularity, the first auction item was sent up.

　　It was a five-star magic weapon, which was photographed for a high price of [-] gold coins, and was finally acquired by an earl.

　　Fang Qingyan was not interested in magic weapons, he had a better seven-star magic weapon, the Death Scythe.

　　Then the second, the third...

　　Finally, after the seventh auction item was put on the stage, Fang Qingyan was instantly refreshed and sat up involuntarily.

　　That's a coffin!

　　In the darkness, there are exquisite blood-colored patterns, two meters seven in length and one meter five in width, much larger than ordinary coffins, and the texture is extremely thick and mysterious.

　　"As you can see, this is a corpse coffin. I believe you have already felt its extraordinaryness from the production process!" The corpse coffin made by the goblin clan elders, each exquisite pattern on it is the pinnacle of art!"

　　"It is definitely a coffin of the highest quality. You can't buy such a high-level corpse coffin in any shop in Laemia!"

　　Fang Qingyan was moved.

　　And he felt that the other counts and nobles at the scene were also tempted.

　　The level of this coffin is definitely not inferior to that of Carstein, and it may even be higher.

　　A good coffin is the face of the blood race!

　　If you have a top-level coffin, then you can show off to her very proudly when you meet a girl who is excited: My coffin is big and comfortable!

　　Maybe the girl will be tempted and promise to go home and roll the coffin board with you.

　　And a coffin with such a large internal space, you can invite two girls at one time, and hugging from left to right will not feel too crowded!

　　"Starting price: 1500 gold coins!"

　　As soon as the host finished speaking, someone immediately raised a sign to bid.

　　Then someone raised a placard.

　　A bunch of people scrambled there, you carry me and I carry you, and soon the price was pushed to a terrifying figure: 6400 gold coins!

　　Fang Qingyan's eyes widened.

　　One gold coin is enough for ordinary civilian families to live without food and clothing for half a year.

　　6400 gold coins is an astronomical amount, enough to fill a small box.

　　As a housekeeper, he knew very well that Count Carstein's tax was only about [-] gold coins a year.

　　These people are so rich...

　　Fang Qingyan glanced at his backpack and reconfirmed his deposit: 8926 gold coins.

　　Equivalent to three years of tax for an earl.

　　But he had no confidence that he would be able to clap his hands.

　　Fortunately, after the price was raised so high, the speed slowed down, and many people withdrew from the competition.