The most important thing in an auction is trust.
One mistake could send an auction house plummeting.
The middle-aged man with a flat head in front of him obviously had bad intentions.
Although Ye Lan's research on medicinal materials is not as good as that of the Eighth Senior Sister, he is a first-rate master.
After all, treating diseases and saving lives requires the use of medicine.
He checked before taking the stage and there was nothing wrong with the three medicinal plants.
The middle-aged man with a flat head picked up the medicinal materials and held them in his hands.
"Look, this is a blood lotus? As far as I know, blood lotus is born near the earth's fire. It is called blood lotus because it has a color like blood and a smell of blood!"
"There is also this will-o'-the-widow grass. This kind of grass only grows in extremely yin places. The yin and yang are strong. It is bluish on the outside but really red on the inside! And this one is absolutely black!"
"As for Ziyang root, it is easiest to distinguish, it is purple inside!"
The middle-aged man with a crew cut was very serious and well-founded, instantly making all the guests who took pictures of the items panic.
They all shouted to return the goods.
Ye Lan ignored this completely.
Secretly observing the crew cut in front of him.
He was about thirty years old, with fair skin but extremely rough palms.
Especially the tiger's mouth is covered with thick calluses.
Signs of cultivation can also be sensed from his body.
Obviously, this is the killer of Zhenlinglong Group!
In just a moment, Ye Lan completely understood their plan this time.
It would be good if the three elixirs could catch him, but if he couldn't, then he would take the opportunity to force the Zhao family.
Look at it from the perspective of the Zhenlinglong Group.
Long Qi died in the Zhao family.
You don't need to think about it to know that there must be something wrong with the Zhao family.
Force yourself to show up by suppressing the Zhao family!
However, there must be local Beichen families involved.
Thinking of this, Ye Lan glanced at Box 1 without leaving any trace.
Then, he raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.
"If guests have any doubts about the products in this auction, they can have them tested by a third-party agency."
"Of course, if you don't want to deliver, the previous offer can be voided!"
"As for these three elixirs, we still need to identify them."
"This auction ends here!"
After saying that, he motioned to turn on all the lights backstage.
Then, he looked at the middle-aged man beside him, smiled slightly and said: "Guest, since you doubt these three elixirs, our auction center will collect them ourselves at the starting price."
As soon as he finished speaking, the etiquette lady beside him immediately put away the wooden box.
The middle-aged man with a flat head did not expect Ye Lan to make such a move.
The elixir worth 300 million yuan was sold for 3 million yuan. If the organization finds out, it will definitely not escape punishment.
He immediately reached out to stop him.
"Wait a minute, you want to fool yourself by collecting it yourself?"
Ye Lan said expressionlessly, "What do you want?"
"Take these three plants and destroy them for me. Not only that, you also have to compensate me 10 million!"
"Since it's fake, why did you take it again?"
"Nonsense, if I don't take it and destroy it, who knows if you will take it out and continue to sell it next time!"
The argument between the two stopped all the guests in their tracks.
"That's right! Pay three for every fake one. Since you admit it's fake, you must compensate!"
"Yes, we also want compensation!"
"Yes! We also have to pay three for one fake."
No matter what state they are in, people are always greedy.
Since someone is taking the lead, everyone is naturally happy to make some extra money.
Ye Lan put aside his expression, scanned the crowd with sharp eyes, and said word by word,
"You get three for every fake one? Have you bought it?"
"Also, why do you say our stuff is fake?"
While speaking, Ye Lan waved his hand, picked up the blood lotus, and gently broke off a finger-sized piece.
He immediately took out a transparent mineral water bottle from the side.
The dark blood lotus entered the water, as if the paint melted in the water.
In the blink of an eye, a bottle of transparent pure water turned red and sticky, with a faint smell of blood coming from it.
Everyone shut up.
The middle-aged man did not expect that Ye Lan would actually use it on the spot.
The dried blood lotus will naturally change color.
But after being exposed to water, it will return to its original color.
"Has your color really changed?"
"Elixir! It's indeed a miracle drug!"
"What exactly does this thing do?"
"Who knows? But it looks precious!"
Ye Lan took the opportunity to say: "To be honest, our auction center has only found information on these three elixirs in a few ancient books."
"But it doesn't look like it's fake!"
A chubby middle-aged man stood in the audience and shouted: "What exactly does this thing do?"
Ye Lan pretended to be thoughtful and said: "I don't know, there are only four words written in the ancient book, prolong life!"
These four words were like a bomb, instantly igniting everyone's passion.
Everyone here is either rich or noble.
They are not short of money and they all dream of immortality.
The chubby middle-aged man immediately raised his hands.
"I'll give you 10 million!"
"Want to extend your life for ten million? Just dream!"
Another lady also raised her hand, "I'll give you 30 million!"
"Thirty million? I'll pay 100 million!"
"I'll pay 200 million!"
In the blink of an eye, the price of three elixirs was raised to 500 million.
The middle-aged man with a flat head felt as if he had eaten a fly.
The prolongation of life has irritated this group of people, and whatever they say will be considered lies by everyone.
He could only keep silent with a dark face.
In the end, three elixirs were sold for 800 million.
Seeing that the auction was about to end, the middle-aged man with a flat head raised his head and blinked towards the second floor.
Immediately afterwards, the figure gradually disappeared into the dim corridor.
Things have been sold, and the next step is to track those who bought them.
Ye Lan's eyes were calm and he methodically directed the staff to deliver the items.
This auction was a complete success.
At this moment, an anxious voice came from the headphones.
"Mr. Ye, it's bad, Miss Zhao fainted!"
Ye Lan's pupils shrank and he said in a deep voice: "Where is it? I'll be right over!"
"Right backstage, outside the bathroom!"
Ye Lan ignored the instructions to the staff and immediately walked backstage.
Outside the restroom.
Zhao Xiaoya was lying on the ground, her lips were black and blue, and she was already on the verge of coma.
Several staff members were anxious, but they didn't dare to touch her.
Ye Lan stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hands to pick her up, and a huge wave of cold air came instantly.
He immediately turned Zhao Xiaoya over.
I saw a black palm printed on her back.
"Cold Curse!"
It turned out to be a cold curse!
At the same time, a note fell out of her pocket.
"I want her to live. See you at the freight market at Beichen Third Ring Road at twelve o'clock tonight!"
Ye Lan's face turned cold, he picked up the note and said to everyone: "You go back first and come back to clean tomorrow!"
After saying that, he hugged Zhao Xiaoya and went straight to the office.
Cold curse!
The Zhenlinglong Group sent a grandmaster-level figure to Beichen?
Ye Lan didn't think much, and immediately started to detoxify Zhao Xiaoya after closing the door!
The cold curse is more than one level higher than the cold poison.
With his current cultivation level, he can only alleviate it. Unless he becomes a master, dual cultivation can completely eliminate it.
