Chapter 693: You're Still Going to Return My Hundred Ta

met with indifference. The people in the old house weren't reasonable to begin with."Now everyone is dead, and you still haven't said what happened. We didn't see anything from beginning to end.""You...On stage and off, the bidding has already begun.

Seeing her so calm, Fu Ming became anxious himself, "Do you want this Feng Wind Pill or not This is a good thing."

It's very hard to buy even in the capital city.

However, their family was not short of it. If they wanted something, someone would readily offer it with both hands.

"No." Fang Jinshu resolutely refused.

"Thank you, Young Master Fu, for your kindness, but I truly don't need it. Just watch the excitement quietly, shall we"

Seeing that she didn't reciprocate his feelings, he could only turn away and continue watching the people below haggle.

Sometimes there are also people holding signs on the second floor, but the prices don't drop this quickly.

The real bidding war begins after the price has reached a stalemate.

"Three hundred taels, is there anyone else who bids"

"Four hundred taels."

"Four hundred and fifty taels."

"Such a good medicine, only a few hundred taels"

"I bid a thousand taels!"

It was unclear who the wealthy young master was, but they boldly doubled the price, leaving everyone astonished.

That person still proudly raised their chin.

"Coward, are you scared If you're scared, just don't compete with me!"

Everyone immediately withdrew their gaze, continuing to bid as if nothing had happened.

"One thousand and one taels."

"One thousand three hundred taels."

"Fifteen hundred."

The wealthy young master, who was bidding a thousand taels at first, turned red in the face with anger. He seemed determined to continue raising the price, but his servant stopped him.

Fu Ming let out a chuckle.

"That idiotic young master down there, wouldn't he think these twenty Wind-Reacting Pills can be bought for just a thousand taels"

"Innocent."

Fang Jinshi said faintly, "One thousand taels is not a small amount."

"Aren't they just a few pills to treat wind-cold Why are they so expensive"

Mr. Liu had told her that this Wind-Dispelling Pill was worth dozens of taels of silver per pill in the capital city.

The auction price is almost up to a hundred taels per piece. It seems Liu Yuanwai didn't tell her the truth.

It's unclear whether it was she who was deceived by Liu Yuanwai, or if Liu Yuanwai was the one who was deceived by someone else.

"Things that are rare are precious."

"This Wind-Summoning Pill may not be worth this price, but who can deny its rarity"

Not only is it scarce, but its effect is also so immediate.

During their conversation, Kanpou Maru's price had already broken through the 2,000 tael barrier and was still rising.

Fang Jinshu suddenly felt a sharp pang of pain. If she had known that this item could fetch such a high price at the auction, she wouldn't have bothered Liu Yuanwai.

Well, it's too late. Knowledge is priceless. Why didn't she get the information sooner Who can blame her for being slow to the punch compared to others

"Three thousand two!"

The auctioneer on stage seemed more excited than the guests below.

"Are there any bids higher than three thousand two"

The guests on the first floor had noticeably slowed down their bidding. Fang Jinshu suddenly raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Fu Ming.

"Master Fu, would you be interested in placing another wager"

Fu Ming was taken aback, his first reaction was.

"You're not telling me you also put this Kanpo Pill up for auction!"

Fang Jinshu was stunned for a moment and shook her head.

"That's not the case."

Fu Ming seemed to let out a breath, "If all of this is from you, then you're too terrifying."

Hearing this, Fang Jinshu silently closed her mouth. She had just planned to tell Fu Ming that she had made the medicine.

Now it seemed that Fu Ming was acting strangely towards her being able to produce so many medicinal herbs one after another.

She pondered for a moment, then shifted the conversation back to the subject of gambling.

"Let's make a bet on the final auction price of this Gan Feng Wan. The range should be no more than three hundred taels."

"The bet is still one hundred taels of silver, how about it"

Fu Ming thought about it and found the bet interesting. He wasn't short of a hundred taels anyway, so he agreed.

"Alright, let's gamble."

He turned his head to look outside and muttered, “No matter how much the Wind-Condensing Pills are marked up, their effectiveness is right there. The price being over three thousand taels is probably beyond many people's expectations.”

"The people on the first floor probably won't bid anymore."

Fang Jinshu nodded in agreement with Fu Ming's statement.

"At most, the price will be capped at 3,500 taels on the first floor and no one will bid anymore."

As soon as the two finished speaking, the auctioneer onstage just shouted three thousand five hundred taels.

Three thousand five hundred taels once.

Three thousand five hundred taels twice.

At this time, someone on the second floor in a single room held up a sign.

"The VIP in room 7 on the second floor bid three hundred and sixty taels!"

"Has anyone bid higher than 3,600 taels yet"

Fan Jinshu smiled, "Has the competition on the second floor begun"

Fu Ming nodded, "Of course, otherwise how could I be sitting in a single room"

Fang Jinxiu thought to herself, they were just ordinary people, weren't they also sitting in single rooms on the second floor Fu Ming's words weren't entirely reliable.

"Three thousand seven hundred taels!"

"Three thousand nine hundred taels!"

"Four thousand taels!!"

"Four thousand taels once, four thousand taels twice."

The person on stage was speaking very slowly, as if they were still waiting for someone to bid.

Both the first and second floors seemed to have quieted down. This bidding contest should be coming to an end soon.

Fu Ming's bet was priced at three thousand nine hundred taels. If the price truly stayed at four thousand taels, according to the agreement between the two, if the price fluctuated within three hundred taels up or down, then he would win.

He turned to look at Fang Jinshi, smiling with smugness.

"I'm sorry, Lady Zong, it seems like I won this bet."

"You still plan on returning that one hundred taels to me, right"ou unconscious for so long."He was so excited that he leaned in and held Fang Jinshu's hand, carefully pulling it to his lips."From now on, I will always be by your side, and I will never let you enco...