After the host’s introduction, people in the audience started raising their signs one after another.
Little Taotie rested its chin in its hands, with round eyes staring at a tiny figure leaning on the incense burner.
The little figure wore an ancient costu, with a small bun on top of its head, grinning, its dark eyes sweeping over the sign-raising people in the audience.
At this kind of auction held in the dark of night, the origins of the items are often not very clear, so there can be so rather unclean things.
Little Taotie’s ears perked up, hearing the conversation in the next room.
"Mr. Lu, this item is possessed by Evil Spirits, no need to bid."
"Oh, is that so? Well, that’s just perfect, my stepmother needs an incense burner."
Imdiately after, Mr. Lu offered a high price, with an air of determination.
Gradually, no one competed with him, and Mr. Lu successfully acquired the incense burner.
Little Taotie leaned close to Head Grandpa’s ear, relaying the overheard conversation.
Shen Cang patted Little Taotie on the head, "Things like this are not uncommon."
Anyone sitting in the golden box seats surely had extraordinary wealth.
In prominent families, it’s impossible for stepmothers and stepchildren to coexist peacefully.
The host was highly efficient, bringing out the second item for auction.
Little Taotie ate a grape, feeding one to Feng Qi.
At this mont, Feng Qi had turned into a Little Fox perched on Little Taotie’s shoulder, thoroughly enjoying being fed.
In a short ti, three items had already been auctioned off.
Each of the three items had so unclean elents.
Finally, it’s ti for the fourth item, a snuff bottle.
Painted on the amber snuff bottle were endless mountains and rivers...
The Little Fox, who was enjoying being fed, suddenly widened its eyes, standing up on Little Taotie’s shoulder, stretching its head forward, staring intently at the snuff bottle.
Little Taotie asked in confusion, "What’s wrong?"
Feng Qi fixated on the snuff bottle, "It’s him!"
Feng Qi excitedly hugged Little Taotie’s neck, "You have to help , bid for that snuff bottle!"
Little Taotie nodded its little head, "I will do my best!"
Hope it’s not too expensive!
The host began to announce the starting bid, "Starting price, eight million."
People started raising their signs one after another.
"Eight million, five hundred fifty thousand!"
"Nine million!"
"Nine million, one hundred thousand!"
"Nine million, five hundred thousand!"...
It wasn’t long before the bid reached fifteen million.
Little Taotie: "... it’s so expensive!"
Feng Qi: "Please!"
Little Taotie shivered as it raised its little chubby hand with the number 7 sign.
At the minimum increase of a hundred thousand, Little Taotie expressed feeling very poor, only willing to add a hundred thousand, not a penny more!
But soon, that amount was surpassed again.
Little Taotie’s face fell, and its hand felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds, slowly raising the sign again.
"Number 7, eighteen million, one hundred thousand."
But once again it was quickly outbid: "Number 9, eighteen million, two hundred thousand."
"Number 3, nineteen million."...
Little Taotie: "They all have so much money!"
Feng Qi sighed, "Forget it, I’ll think of another way."
Little Taotie asked in confusion, "What way?"
Feng Qi extended its paw, baring its teeth, "Steal!"
Little Taotie shook its head, "That’s bad, better to spend the money."
Little Taotie reluctantly raised the sign once more.
"Number 7, twenty million."
Little Taotie took a deep breath, hesitating, "If it goes over twenty-five million, you better steal."
Feng Qi: "...what about your principles?"
Little Taotie was in great pain, grimacing, "I have no principles."
"Pfft!" Feng Qi covered its mouth with its paw, its fox eyes laughing till they curved.
The host announced, "Twenty-six million."
Little Taotie’s head drooped, feeling sad inside.
All the money it had couldn’t cover it.
Suddenly, a hand reached over, taking the number 7 sign from its hand.
Little Taotie tilted its head, looking at him in confusion.
Hua Jinyan smiled and said, "You forgot, I said I’d pay."
Hua Jinyan raised the sign high, making a gesture.
The host excitedly said, "Number 7, thirty million, it seems that number 7 is determined to win, is there anyone else bidding?"
Jumping straight from twenty-six million to thirty million, everyone could see number 7’s determination, continuing to bid seed pointless.
Host: "Thirty million once!"
"Twice!"
"Three tis!"
The gavel fell.
The large stone lifted off Feng Qi’s heart.
Feng Qi looked excitedly at the snuff bottle, "I sensed his aura, hopefully, this snuff bottle is a Vessel, carrying One Soul of his."
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