Chapter 1602 The Treasure Being Fought over 2

"Start the bidding now. The starting price is 10,000, and each increase will not be less than 1,000!" Gu Wen quoted directly.

He also knew that this kind of medicinal material was said to be only consumed by martial arts practitioners, but not by ordinary people.

The people who came to participate in this underground auction were almost all ordinary people. It was impossible for anyone to need it, so the bidding price was also very cheap.

Hearing the starting price, Ouyang Guohua breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not expensive!"

But before he could be happy, a voice came into his ears, "I'll pay fifteen thousand!"

"Huh?" When Mu Yue heard the voice, she turned her head and looked outside through the glass window.

Unexpectedly, someone would come to buy this Huoyang Ginseng.

Ouyang Guohua wanted to increase the price, but Mu Yue stopped him and said, "Only one thousand, sixteen thousand, give it a try!"

Hearing Mu Yue's words, Ouyang Guohua nodded and called the price to sixteen thousand.

Sure enough, when the price was called out, the other bidder almost always called out the price without thinking, "I'll pay 50,000!"

"It seems that this guy might be a warrior!" Mu Yue thought for a while and said to Ouyang Guohua.

After hearing this, Ouyang Guohua asked Mu Yue worriedly, "Ah? What should we do?"

Mu Yue smiled and shook her head, comforting Ouyang Guohua, "Don't worry, this Fire Yang Ginseng is not needed by warriors of every level. This guy can only reach the peak of An Jin at most, and will not exceed the Peak of An Jin." , if it’s exceeded, this fire sun ginseng won’t have any effect at all! Just take the shot!”

"Okay!" After hearing Mu Yue's explanation and comfort, Ouyang Guohua nodded and started bidding with the guy.

"I'll pay half a million!"

In another box, a young man wearing a black cloak had a ferocious look on his face when he heard Ouyang Guohua quoted five hundred thousand.

"Damn it, what bastard is actually fighting with me!"

Standing behind the young man's chair, a middle-aged man with a somewhat plump body wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked him, "Wang... Mr. Wang, then... do we still need to increase the price?"

"Gah! You must not let that bastard take this thing away!" The young man named Mr. Wang had a ferocious expression on his face and gritted his teeth.

The middle-aged man tremblingly said to Mr. Wang again, "But...but isn't the main purpose of our visit this time the Blood Marrow Grass?"

"Is it your turn to take care of my young master's affairs?" After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Mr. Wang turned his head angrily and glared at him, his eyes filled with anger and strong murderous intent.

"But...but Master Beiming wants us to take pictures of the Blood Marrow Grass at all costs!" The middle-aged man still said to this Young Master Wang tremblingly.

In this day and age, five hundred thousand dollars for a fire-yang ginseng that could only be used in martial arts dishes was already considered a sky-high price.

The middle-aged man was also afraid that he could not buy the blood marrow grass that Master Beiming needed, so he tried his best to remind Mr. Wang.

There was a cold light in Mr. Wang's eyes, "If you don't have money, don't you know how to get it yourself?"

"I...I have worked very hard!" The middle-aged man almost cried. If it weren't for them, he wouldn't have so much money.

However, he cannot take out so much at once, otherwise, the company will not be able to continue to operate.

"Trash! Useless things!" After hearing this, Wang Shao kicked the coffee table in front of him fiercely and became furious in the box.