Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 151

Xin Yi set up an auction booth at the entrance of his own medicine hall, with a table, two chairs, a mallet and two staff, and the auction was carried out in a hurry.

The separated Duluxiang, she was divided into two.The ones for Fu Jiuqu and Cao Yi were Bai Dulu, and Hei Dulu was taken out and made into incense, refined with different medicinal materials, and then ground into powder, put some in empty agate boxes, and placed on the auction table As soon as it is released, the aroma attracts guests.

Of course, no matter how expensive the Duluxiang is, it would not have caused such a big commotion in the first place.

Speaking of which, I would like to thank Du Zhongqing.

This incense idiot has been harassing Xin Yi every day since he smelled that Xin Yi was separated and fumigated on the stove.

At the beginning, he said he would bid, but after Xin Yi offered a sky-high price, he asked for the formula again.

Because of Du Zhongqing's talent and reputation in the field of fragrance and medicine, Duluxiang became popular all of a sudden. Even though many people have never smelled its real taste, they still say that it is a rare top-quality spice that is rare in a hundred years.

Du Zhongqing didn't know about this, it seemed that the sophistication of the world never existed in his eyes, and he couldn't see the obvious refusal of others, so he ran to the magnolia medicine shop over and over again.

No, before noon, Du Zhongqing came again.

Now he doesn't want the formula or auction it, just to smell the spice and use his nose to tell what raw material it is.

Xin Yi let him go, couldn't stand it anymore, and asked shopkeeper Du to bring a stool to sit on.

Anyway, Duluxiang came from Zhenla Kingdom, and now there is no one in Song Dynasty, even if he sticks his nose on the agate box, it will be useless.

"Is the little lady really unwilling to tell me?"

Du Zhongqing sighed for the one hundred and eighth time.

Xin Yi leaned on a soft chair behind the auction table, very speechless to Du Zhongqing, and sighed.

"Does shopkeeper Du really not understand what I say?"

Du Zhongqing's eyes fell on the agate box, the light in his eyes was different from anyone who came to watch, more persistent and focused than anyone else.

"Du definitely doesn't want to embarrass the little lady. He really likes Duluxiang too much. If he can't make this fragrance by himself, it will be a lifelong regret."

Xin Yi: "Treasurer Du has no regrets, so what does it have to do with me?"

Du Zhongqing bowed with shame on his face.

The surrounding crowd followed suit and laughed.

But Du Zhongqing not only acted strangely, but also seemed to be a little nervous, and he was out of tune with the world.He didn't seem to understand that those people were laughing, and he didn't care what Xin Yi said.

"One tael and half a million dollars, Du really can't afford it."

As he said that, he lowered his head and took out a few banknotes from his sleeve, wrapped them into a ball, and the amount could not be seen, and stuffed them into Xin Yi's hand.

"Du doesn't ask for the ready-made Dulu incense, but I ask Mrs. Zhang to show me a clear way. What is the raw material of this incense? Where can I get it..."

Xin Yi looked at this idiot, dumbfounded.

A normal person probably understands that raw materials and recipes must be more expensive than the real thing, isn't selfless sharing ruining one's job?Which normal merchant would do it?

"Master Du." Xin Yi returned the bank notes one by one.

"The reason why the auction price of Duluxiang is so high is precisely because there is no other in this world. It's not that I refuse to tell you, but that the raw materials are hard to find. I just got it by accident before, and if I try to find it again, it's gone."

"There is no second in the world, there can be no more."

Du Zhongqing repeated it in a low voice, with the disappointment and loneliness on his face, as if he had lost some loved one, even Xin Yi couldn't bear to see it.

At first she hated Du Zhongqing.

But a person who is so obsessed with spices and spends his whole life studying it is definitely not pretending to be chasing kit Kat, which made her feel a little bit of admiration.

"I'm sorry, Shopkeeper Du..."

Du Zhongqing slowly stood up from the stool.

"I can't get it."

"Never again."

"Then what's the use of me refining those vulgar aromas?"

"I searched and searched, but I couldn't find it..."

"I can't find it anymore..."

Du Zhongqing chanted brokenly, the voice was so soft that others could not understand, just pointing with a smile.

Xin Yi looked at his back, frowned slightly, and was about to call out to him, when there was a commotion outside the crowd, and the next moment, a few strong men who broke in suddenly pushed Du Zhongqing aside.

"Get out of the way!"

Du Zhongqing was caught off guard and was squeezed to the ground.

Several strong men stepped over him and walked to the auction booth, lined up on both sides, and looked at each other with folded arms.

Xin Yi looked over naturally.

From the crowd watching and booing, came a slender young man, about 25 or [-] years old, wearing a brightly colored embroidered silk shirt, with a golden lion pattern around his waist, and blue satin eight-treasure boots, Holding a white jade flute in his hand, it is extravagant and extravagant.

"Which one is Miss Zhang?"

The first step is to disown Mawei.

"I am. Dare I ask whether you are bidding for an auction or seeing a doctor?" Xin Yi smiled slightly and didn't get up, but happened to see Du Zhongqing shrank back obviously when he met the man.

Du Zhongqing is afraid of this person?

Xin Yi glanced lightly, and lightly took a stack of auction notes. ,
"If it's an auction, please write your bid on it, and you will have the name of the house. If you win the bid, we will contact you."

The young man sneered, stared at Xin Yi and answered irrelevant questions: "You don't recognize me?"

Xin Yi: "Young lady is ignorant, I hope you will forgive me."

"You don't have much knowledge." This guy was very arrogant.

But the next sentence was not harsh, but tilted the jade flute and pointed at Duluxiang on the table.

"open to take a look."

Xin Yi opened the agate box to let everyone see the spices inside.

The man narrowed his eyes, sniffed slightly, and smiled coldly.

"It's a good thing. I pay so much."

He held up a finger, and when others looked over, he said slowly, "One million dollars."

Without changing his face, Xin Yi took the auction paper to mark the amount, raised his head and asked with a smile, "May I ask what your name is?"

The man sneered, "My surname is Yan, Yan of King Yan."

Xin Yi casually wrote "Mr. Yan" and pasted the auction paper on the auction board, indicating that this is the current highest bid.

"Young Master Yan, the auction will end in three days. If you bid the most, this box of incense will be yours. However, in order to be fair and just, you need to pay a deposit of 1000 taels first..."

"Security deposit?" The man looked around, and Bai Yudi poked at the auction board, "Who made this rule? I have traveled all over Bianjing, and no one has ever asked me for a deposit..."

Several followers followed suit and laughed.

Xin Yi didn't seem to hear their ridicule, and said solemnly:
"If you don't win the bid, we will return the 1000 taels. If you win the bid, you will first deduct 1000 taels and then charge the price of Duluxiang. I think since you are willing to pay 100 million yuan for a box of incense, there will be two pairs of incense for one incense. It’s not a huge amount to think about.”

"It's really not a big number."

The brocade robed man smiled coldly, and tapped Xin Yi's incense table with his jade flute.

"If you want it, go to the Palace of Hades to get it."

Xin Yi didn't change his expression, "What do you mean, my lord?"

"Don't understand? Then I will teach you, what are the rules you need to know if you want to establish a business in Bianjing."

After the man said coldly, he turned his head and changed his expression, pointing to the incense table to order his subordinates.

"Miss Zhang is not a well-known household. She doesn't offer incense to the shopkeepers. She also raises the price maliciously to disrupt the incense market. Someone, confiscate the spices from his family and take them to the incense shop!"

"Wait!" Xin Yi stood up and held the agate box, looked at a few strong men rushing up, and smiled lukewarmly, "Which incense shop are you from? Is there a legal basis for confiscating the goods? I am not a spice." It is an auction of private goods, only this one. The imperial court did not say that ordinary people cannot auction private goods and transfer their own spices to others..."

The man in silk tilted his head and turned his neck carelessly.

"If you pay it, you will pay it, and I have to teach you the rules? Hmph, little lady, if you want to do business in Bianjing, you are still a little tender... Move your hands away, or I will take you away with the incense."

Xin Yi glanced at him.

"Are you going to rob in the street?"

The man sneered, "So what if I rob you?"

He waved his hand impatiently, "What are you talking about, take it away!"

Several strong men rushed up aggressively and wanted to take the fragrant medicine, but Xin Yi held him back.

She has great strength, and it took a lot of work for a few strong men.Back and forth, the crowd screamed in confusion. During the dispute, I saw the agate box slipped from Xin Yi's hand inadvertently and fell to the ground. Several strong men rushed up and snatched it.

Xin Yi fell back, staggered back to his chair, covered his face and began to cry.

"Is there any law to rob in the street?"

The crowd of onlookers pointed and pointed, and the scene was in chaos.

Xin Yi didn't even lift his head, but his shoulders were shaking from crying, "You stole my things worth 50 yuan, I'm going to Kaifeng Mansion to knock on the drum to sue you..."

"Kaifeng mansion?"

The man in silk seemed to have heard a big joke, he laughed twice.

"Go and sue."

He rubbed his jade flute, squinting at the chaotic scene.

"Let's go after paying the goods, we don't need to argue with a little lady."

A few attendants looked at me and I looked at you, and they pushed through the crowd with a response.

Unexpectedly, a low reprimand was heard.

"stop!"

(End of this chapter)