Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 1021 Passed down from ancestors?
"Thousands of Gold, the starting price is 500 million, and each increase must not be less than 50."

This Qianjin Fang has been appraised by an appraiser at the auction house. Although there is no guarantee that it must be Sun Simiao's Qianjin Fang, there is no way to be sure that it is fake.

Naturally, the price should not be underestimated.

"Sun Simiao's Taibaiqianjin Fang, I'm going to make a deal. If you don't have money, don't follow suit. I'll offer 1000 million."

As soon as Dong Ling's voice fell, a middle-aged man in the fifth row and third row immediately doubled the price.

For a while, those who were in a hurry gave up the idea of ​​bidding.

The high price of 1000 million exceeded their expectations, not to mention, who can guarantee that there will be no better baby in the future?

"100 million."

"300 million."

"one thousand……"

"..."

In the venue, the voices of asking prices can be heard endlessly.

Liu Sanzhen, Xia Yuntian, Longshou, the eyes of the three are also very serious at the moment.

They looked at Zhang Fan and said in a deep voice, "Master Zhang, what do you think? Could this thousand gold prescription be true?"

"fake!"

Zhang Fan replied without thinking.

"Huh? Fake?"

Looking at Zhang Fan with a determined face, the three of them were very puzzled.

"The real Qianjin Fang was not included in the "Forbidden Scriptures", but was taken away by a child of the royal family. After being circulated several times, it was lost."

Zhang Fan nodded noncommittal and gave an explanation.

There is a complete record of Qianjin Fang in his medical martial arts treasure record.

"I see."

Liu Sanzhen had no doubts about Zhang Fan's explanation.

In their view, Zhang Fan has mastered too many ancient recipes lost in China, so he must know Qianjin Fang very well.

really.

Thinking of Liu Sanzhen here, she looked at Zhang Fan curiously and said, "Xiao Fan, do you have the real Qianjin Fang in your hand?"

"There is indeed a complete version of Qianjin Fang."

Zhang Fan smiled, but did not hide anything.

And without Liu Sanzhen and the others talking, Zhang Fan said directly: "If you want to learn, I can make a copy for you."

Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine, after thousands of years, has become a deception in the eyes of many people.

It is also a good thing to be able to pass on the medical skills of the ancestors.

"Hahaha...Xiao Fan, it really is you who is on the road."

Liu Sanzhen stroked his beard, and the more he looked at Zhang Fan, the more he liked it.

On the other hand, Xia Yuntian on the side still frowned, and muttered: "Xiaofan, if the Qianjin Fang on the stage is fake, wouldn't it be a big problem if the doctor learns it?"

A complete and correct prescription can cure diseases and save lives.

on the contrary.

A prescription is a questionable one, and if you are not careful, it will kill people.

"That's right!"

Zhang Fan agreed with Xia Yuntian's statement very much.

He looked around the venue, and after less than 3 minutes of fermenting, the price of Qianjin Fang had been raised to 900 million.

And there are still many people who are eager to try, ready to raise the price again.

"4000 million!"

Zhang Fan pressed the red button on the side of the seat and offered a price.

After a word fell, the audience was silent.

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Fan in unison, looking at Zhang Fan as if they were looking at a god.

"Fuck! Is this kid crazy?"

"The price is only 900 million now, even if you want a thousand gold square, you don't have to double it right now? How the hell are you going to play?"

"Who will let people have several big family seats to support them? 4000 million, divided among each family, is not much."

The already noisy venue immediately exploded after Zhang Fan gave a price.

Many people were also full of anger when they looked at Zhang Fan.

Everyone was playing on a card table, but a person suddenly appeared and turned the table over. Who would be happy?
On the stage, Dong Ling looked at Zhang Fan strangely.

She didn't understand why Zhang Fan would offer a sky-high price of 3000 million for the Qianjinfang, which could be obtained for 4000 million at the top of the sky.

Isn't this too much money and burning panic?
The entire venue also lasted for 1 minute, and no one chose to increase the price.

Without him, Zhang Fan would pay 4000 million yuan as soon as he opened his mouth. Everyone can feel his determination to win.

"Sir, are you sure you want to buy Qianjin Fang at a price of 4000 million?"

Dong Ling spoke. She looked at Zhang Fan and asked seriously.

"That's right!"

Zhang Fan stood up, nodded firmly, and said, "However, I have one request."

"Huh? Want, request?"

Dongling was a little dumbfounded.

Jiashide Auction House has never made a request without paying.

"No, I don't know what you want?"

Dong Ling asked curiously.

"I want to meet the seller who put out the Qianjin Fang for auction, and verify the authenticity of the Qianjin Fang on the spot."

Zhang Fan said without hesitation.

"This, this is not good?"

Dong Ling looked at Zhang Fan helplessly, and said: "There are rules in the auction house, and the privacy of every seller must be guaranteed. As for verifying the authenticity of Qianjin Fang, you need to pay for it."

Dong Ling's temperament is already very good, when he answered Zhang Fan, he still didn't show any dissatisfaction.

However, what Zhang Fan did was to smash the signboard of Jiashide Auction House.

"is it?"

Zhang Fan smiled and put his hands behind his back, not panicking.

He said slowly: "You can tell the seller, if the Qianjin Fang is true, I will buy it at double the price just now."

"8000?"

"Hey, 8000 million to buy a Qianjin Fang, is this kid crazy?"

"Could it be that the Qianjin Fang on the stage is really a fake?"

The people in the venue were discussing endlessly.

Everyone's focus naturally began to change, and they wanted to know the authenticity of Qianjinfang.

"This... I can ask."

Dong Ling couldn't make up his mind, so he could only step back from the stage to ask Davis for his opinion.

Davis, who was sitting in the background, already knew what happened.

If the person who stood up and spoke just now was not Zhang Fan, the other party would have already been thrown out by the warriors in the auction house.

However, Davis knew Zhang Fan's ability very well, so he couldn't act rashly.

"Go and invite the seller of Qianjinfang to the stage."

Before Winterling entered the backstage, Davis had already made his decision.

On one side is the seller of Qianjinfang, on the other side is a pharmacist who can refine all kinds of elixirs.

Which is lighter and which is more important, you can tell at a glance.

10 minutes later.

An old man who was nearly seventy years old walked to the front of the stage.

He was full of aura, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked indifferently: "Who is questioning whether the old man's daughter is fake?"

"Junior Zhang Fan."

Zhang Fan was not afraid, got up and walked in front of the old man, cupped his hands respectfully, and said, "I don't know where did you find the thousand gold formula, senior?"

"none of your business?"

The old man glared at Zhang Fan with displeasure, and said coldly: "The old man's Qianjin prescription was passed down from his ancestors. You really don't know the heights of heaven and earth, and dare to question whether the prescription is fake."

(End of this chapter)