The auction was officially held at 2 pm.

Ma Ziming took his assistant to the middle position proudly, and the person who knew him suddenly felt like a fly seeing feces surrounding him and cursing him:

"Oh, Mr. Ma is here, come on, come on, hurry up and give the dou."

"Young Master Ma looked so good today."

"Young Master Ma is here to buy treasures today. If you can get some airs in advance, we won't dare to compete with Youth Master Ma."

.....

Everyone was almost holding Ma Ziming to the sky. Ma Ziming squinted his eyes and looked arrogant and felt the feeling of being licked by someone. He didn't speak, but just waited for these people to praise him and said lazily when they were dry and dry:

"Okay, okay, don't flatter me. Master, I'm here to auction a few treasures today, and the rest are not worth mentioning. The most important thing is that magical medicine, which is a good thing that can prolong life. However, judging from your decay, I guess I will not be blessed to endure it."

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"Miracle medicine? What kind of magic medicine can actually prolong life? Mr. Ma, please tell you quickly. I am already urged to buy it now."

Everyone continued to flatter, Ma Ziming smiled proudly and wanted his servant to brag about the little Peiyuan Dan in the Shenlong Palace. Suddenly, Jiang Xiaobai's voice sounded behind Ma Ziming:

"What magical medicine is it? How magical? Tell me and listen to it."

Ma Ziming looked back and saw that it was Jiang Xiaobai's face changed, he was in a bad mood and said coldly:

"I'm not interested in talking, so you can listen to the explanation yourself when the auction is later."

After saying that, he leaned directly on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest, not wanting to pay attention to Jiang Xiaobai anymore.

When everyone heard the excitement, they were interrupted by Jiang Xiaobai, so they were naturally unhappy. Someone shouted directly:

"Hey, who are you? Why are you so rude to Mr. Ma? Look, you're so angry. I want to know what that magic medicine is."

Jiang Xiaobai looked up at him and smiled: "Who am I? You ask Ma Ziming yourself."

For some reason, when Jiang Xiaobai saw it, the man suddenly felt cold all over and lowered his head unconsciously. At this time, someone whispered in his ear: "Don't talk nonsense, this person is Jiang Xiaobai. You can't afford to offend him."

What, he is Jiang Xiaobai!

The person who spoke trembled, his face immediately turned pale, and he suddenly took a step back.

Ordinary people in Zhonghai may not know about Jiang Xiaobai, but in the upper circle, Jiang Xiaobai's story has long been spread, from his marriage to the Lin family, to the fact that the Wang Changming family was almost destroyed, to the wanted one, there are rumors that he was involved with the mysterious Mr. Hong. Anyway, it was so magical that he had been labeled as a must-have to provoke him unless he had to.

Now the legendary character is standing in front of him alive. How dare that person speak more? He smiled and quickly sat back to his position. He had no word for concern for his mouth and nose.

The rest of the people were also scared like quails, and they sat back honestly, and the warm atmosphere just now disappeared.

Jiang Xiaobai ignored it and walked towards his seat with his legs, which happened to be next to Ma Ziming. Unexpectedly, Ma Ziming sat in an indecent position and stretched his legs to block the road. Jiang Xiaobai kicked his leg without hesitation and said coldly:

"Put your legs away, do you want to break them again?"

Ma Ziming glared at him angrily, but he still obediently retracted his legs.

Jiang Xiaobai sat in his position and turned around and looked at Fang Min who was sitting on the left. Fang Min nodded gently to indicate that everything was ready.

At this moment, the celebratory with greasy head and flour finally jumped onto the stage. After some nonsense and entertaining singing and dancing, the auction officially began.

"Dear guests and friends, today's first item auctioned is a Ming Dynasty ancient sword provided by Mr. Jin Feng, with a starting price of 30 million yuan. This ancient sword... Come on, is there anyone who needs to increase the price?"

“Three thousand five million.”

"Forty million."

"Four thousand five million..."

…

The auction is in full swing, and the auction items are also diverse, including antiques, real estate, and luxury cars.

These rich people and antique players are now like bloody leeches. When they see their favorite treasures, they are spending money without hesitation, and the atmosphere in the venue gradually becomes extremely hot.

Ma Ziming's first few treasures were sold very smoothly, and they sold for a sky-high price of almost one billion. The depressed mood just now finally disappeared and began to bid for the things he liked. Every time he increased the price, it was 10 million, which made others angry but helpless, and suddenly became the focus of the venue.

After a while of madness, the auction gradually came to an end. Ma Ziming then remembered that Jiang Xiaobai seemed to have never spoken since he came. When he looked back, he saw that Jiang Xiaobai was actually asleep and was snoring.

Ma Ziming was happy. This was a great opportunity to mock Jiang Xiaobai. He gently patted Jiang Xiaobai and said deliberately:

"Hey, Jiang Xiaobai, what's wrong with you? Come to the auction and don't buy a single item. What's wrong with you?"

"Doesn't you have money in your pocket? If you don't have money, you can tell me, I'll lend you a little. Although we are a little wrong, I'm still very happy to help with this little busy."

Jiang Xiaobai yawned and said lazily:

"The things sold in front are all garbage. I don't like it. I'll cover the three melons and two dates in your pocket quickly and be careful to run into my pocket later."

Ma Ziming smiled disdainfully: "Tsk, what else can you do besides bragging? Keep sleeping, you don't have money anyway. I told you that the next thing to be auctioned is not simple, it is a small specially made in our Shenlong Temple..."

Huh ~

Before Ma Ziming finished speaking, Jiang Xiaobai fell asleep again.

"Dog meat cannot be served on the table."

Ma Ziming cursed hatefully, then turned his head and stared at the stage with concentration.

At this time, the two bodyguards carefully held a small box and placed it on the table. The emcee shouted in an extremely exaggerated tone:

"Dear guests and friends, please allow me to introduce to you the final treasure of this auction. The Great Purchase Yuan Dan provided by Mr. Jiang Xiaobai. You guys, this is a rare treasure. It was made by Zhang Sanfeng himself and spread in Wudang Mountain for more than a thousand years. Finally, it was transferred to Mr. Jiang Xiaobai."

"This pill is amazing. It will be full of vitality by smelling it. It can add seven or eight years to the size of a nail piece. If you take it all, living a life of one or two hundred years is simply a pediatric department. No matter what disease you have, after taking this pill, you will always be eighteen years old until the disease is cured."

Hearing his swearing magically, the rich man below began to breathe a little rapid. What is the richest man most afraid of? Of course, he is afraid of death. Now there is a magical medicine that can increase his lifespan. Who doesn’t want it?

As for the pharmacy master's statement, it may be a bit exaggerated, but with the qualifications of this auction house and the golden sign, there will be no fraud, otherwise none of the following group will be easy to mess with. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!