After rebirth, I rely on metaphysics to become the favorite of the wealthy group

Chapter 27 Everyone Was Shocked By Me

"Seven million first time!"

"Seven Million Second Time"

"Qibai..."

"Eight million!"

A cool voice sounded, and the master of ceremonies stared blankly at the most conspicuous box in the entire auction.

Fang Shiji almost bit his own tongue, "Patriarch, didn't you say you won't shoot?"

Zhou Mo also picked up the melon seeds and smiled, "Such a good painting can't be so cheap."

This slow tone almost made Fang Shiji unable to react, he blinked his eyes a few times, "You mean, did you do it on purpose?"

"It's pretty smart." Even though he said that, Zhou Mo didn't think so in his heart.

She was just thinking, why did the person who accepted her painting put it up for auction?
What difficulties did you encounter?
Here, Shen Bining has been paying attention to Zhou Mo and the others. When she heard Zhou Mo's bidding, she immediately raised the sign, "Eight hundred, eighty, eighty thousand."

Shen Bining cast a provocative look at Zhou Mo, hum!If you offend Ms. Ben, Ms. Ben will prevent you from taking any photos.

Zhou Mo saw her projected eyes, gave her a thumbs up, and said invisibly: Good job.

Seeing this, Shen Bining frowned, looked at the square face standing behind her, and asked, "What does she mean?"

The square face hesitated for half a second, "That one seems to be telling you, good job."

Shen Bining pouted and threw away the bidding sign in her hand angrily. What else does this woman want to do?

Shen Bining lowered her eyelids, "After a while, as long as the Fang family and that woman are photographed, you will try your best to photograph them for me."

The Chinese character face nodded again and again, "Okay, miss."

Zhou Mo was nibbling melon seeds, and she could click her lips, knowing what Shen Bining said to Guozilian.

Since someone wants to pay for her, why not do it?

Zhou Mo put the remaining melon seeds back on the plate, clapped his hands, and sighed, "Oh!" He put his head in his hands and leaned against the back of the chair.

Sitting like a big man, full of domineering.

Fang Shiji glanced at her sideways, "Patriarch, why are you sighing?"

"No..." Zhou Mo smiled, "I'm very happy now."

"Then I'm happy too." Fang Shiji happily ate the melon seeds.

The master of ceremonies raised the hammer, "Eight hundred, eight hundred and eighty thousand times..."

The woman in sunglasses raised the sign, "1000 million, 100 million."

The man behind her couldn't help reminding, "Miss, 1000 million is too high, you shouldn't be so reckless."

The woman ignored it, "What do you know?"

Shen Bining saw that Zhou Mo was not continuing to bid, so she didn't rush to bid. She didn't understand the painting and couldn't appreciate it.

The man in the blue shirt continued to increase the price, and the price kept soaring to nearly [-] million before the man stopped asking.

The woman in sunglasses here finally bought Mr. Lingyuan's painting for [-] million yuan.

Master of ceremonies, "Congratulations, Song Tinghe from private room No. [-] took a photo of Mr. Lingyuan's "Return to Yongquan Mountain"

Song Tinghe's tense face relaxed at this moment, but the man behind her had a gloomy expression, "Miss, I'm afraid you will be boarded when you go home."

Song Tinghe didn't take it seriously, "I'm happy."

Not being able to take pictures of Mr. Lingyuan's paintings is more painful than being hit by a board.

The man sighed helplessly. Their young lady is Mr. Lingyuan's brain-dead fan.

From the first time she saw Mr. Lingyuan's paintings, she became obsessed and frantically searched for Mr. Lingyuan's authentic works.

"Master, my aunt's painting was auctioned off." In the No. 5 box, the man in the blue shirt said regretfully.

The man in the blue shirt picked up the teacup beside him, pursed his lips, his brows and eyes were blank, and he didn't speak.

The voice of the master of ceremonies reminded again that the second item today was porcelain.

Zhou Mo uninterestedly took out his mobile phone and checked the new text.

She kept her head down until the master of ceremonies said again, "Next is an ancient spirit grass named Tianshu. The starting price is [-] yuan."

Tianshu can play a very important role in the cultivation of ancient martial arts, but it needs a pharmacist or a charmer to refine it.
The pharmacist can refine it into elixir, and the magician can refine Tianshu into pigment to write talisman paper,
The practice of ancient martial arts can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Of course, spells are much more effective than pills.

"Master Patriarch, Tianshu, Tianshu!" Fang Shiji was so excited that all the melon seeds in his hand fell to the ground.

Zhou Mo glanced at him, "Yes." He said, and glanced at Shen Bining's booth opposite.

Shen Bining looked over at this, and then showed a provocative look at Zhou Mo, as if as long as you dare to shoot me, I will dare to grab it.

Zhou Mo closed his Danfeng eyes, and a smile flashed in his eyes, "Xiaoji, ask for a price."

"Okay." Fang Shiji picked up the sign with a lot of melon seeds on the side, and raised it up, very proudly, "One million."

The melon seeds that Zhou Mo just got in his hand dropped, so he can still ask for such a price.

The scene was full of sighs, Fang Shiji flicked his bangs on his forehead proudly, and looked at Zhou Mo, "Master Patriarch, you see everyone was surprised by me."

Quite kind, unexpected, my Fang family just has a lot of money and no place to spend it.

Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows and kowtowed at the melon seeds, "My good disciple, you did a good job."

After being praised, Fang Shiji was as proud as a peacock spreading its tail. Just then, he secretly planned in his heart that he would spend any money to photograph Tianshu.

I heard Zhou Mo say lazily, "Did you see booth No. [-] on the opposite side?" He twitched his jaw and looked at Shen Bining and the others.

Fang Shiji stretched his neck, "Isn't that Miss Shen?"

"Well, as soon as she opens her mouth, you will increase the price until I say stop."

Fang Shiji nodded, "Xiaoji understands."

Here, the Wei family at booth No. [-] heard that the bidder was Fang Shiji, and his lungs exploded.

Wei Xingyue couldn't control her expression, she rolled her eyes, "It's fine to grab the land, even Tianshu has to grab it from their house."

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, she picked up the sign, "200 million." She decided to fight Fang Shiji.

Zhou Mo and Fang Shiji glanced at the No. [-] box tacitly, and Wei Xingyue raised his chin, extremely proud.

The price of Tianshu Grass is very high, but it is not so high, so it is strange that the person who was photographed last did not bleed a lot.

Shen Bining laughed when she saw Wei Xingyue's asking price, as long as someone was against Zhou Mo, she would be happy.

"Master Patriarch, why is Wei Xingyue here? Didn't you see it just now?" Fang Shiji blinked, looking like a foolish son of a landlord's family.

"Wei Xingyue majors in pharmacology. Tianshu is a good medicine for ancient warriors. It's not surprising that she will come here." Zhou Mo explained softly.

Was there such a person as the Wei family 60 years ago?
Why doesn't she remember?
"Oh~" Fang Shiji nodded, and raised the sign in his hand without hesitation, "Three million."

There was another burst of hush, today's auction is as exciting as in previous years, and the prices are getting higher and higher.

"Fang Shiji and the others are sick?" Wei Xingyue couldn't help cursing, her fists clenched tightly, wishing she could chop Fang Shiji into pieces.

Wei Xingyue was so angry that her hands were trembling, she just lifted up the signboard, and Shen Bining said, "Five million."

With this opening, everyone gasped.

Even the master of ceremonies was shocked for several seconds before picking up the small hammer, "One time for Wu Baiwan, two times for five million..."

(End of this chapter)