Chapter 40: Does Jade Maiden Heart Scripture Exist? (Seeking Collection and Recommendation)

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  "This old guy is indeed straightforward and gets straight to the point." Ye Ming spat out a grape skin and said.

  "Be careful what you say, if someone from the Ye family hears it, they'll cut your tongue out." Song Qingyu's face showed displeasure.

  Ye Ming glanced at her and said rather casually, "Do you think they won't be able to hear us sitting in this private room?"

  As he spoke, Ye Ming picked up his wine glass and smiled towards a corner of the private room, "Ladies and gentlemen, let's have a drink."

  "What a nerd!" Song Qingyu looked at Ye Ming and felt that he had a generation gap with her no matter how she looked at him.

  ……

  At this moment, in a luxurious room on the third floor, an old man from Qing Shan was sitting in a leather armchair, quietly staring at the LCD computer in front of him, with a hint of bitter smile.

  By his side, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses had an unnatural expression on his face - it was Ye Qingnan, whom Ye Ming and Song Qinyu had seen earlier.

  Looking at the computer, holding a wine glass, Ye Ming was very casual. Ye Qingnan narrowed his eyes and said to the old man, "Second Uncle, these medicinal pellets are what he brought to auction."

  "Alright."

  The old man nodded and thought for a moment, then said in a low voice: "He should not be an ordinary person. Make good relations with him. If there is such a pill in the future, take the opportunity to get as much as possible."

  "Okay."

  ……

  In the auction hall, as soon as the old man's words fell, the 72-inch huge LCD screen lit up immediately, and then a slender golden long sword was projected on the screen.

  "Ling Yu Jian, a white board weapon, was forged by Yuan Sheng, a famous blacksmith of the Song Dynasty. After the end of the Song Dynasty, Ling Yu Jian disappeared. In recent years, it has been excavated from the Nan Garden Ancient Tomb by tomb raiders, with an initial price of 1 million Huaxia coins, and each bid increase must not be less than 50,000."

  The old man was the auctioneer of this auction, and he held a thin rod-like electromagnetic device in his hand. As he explained, he continuously displayed various forms of Ling Yu Sword.

  1.1 million.

  1.2 million.

  "1.35 million."

  1.5 million.

  The shouting voices rose and fell one after another, the whiteboard equipment, for these warriors, did not have too much attraction, after the price reached 2.35 million, no one bid again.

  In the end, this whiteboard weapon was traded for 2.35 million.

  In the private room, Ye Ming looked at Ling Yu Jian on the screen and said faintly: "This kind of weapon can also be auctioned off for over 20 million? It's too exaggerated!"

  "The auction is originally a way to raise prices, but these whiteboard weapons are basically used by some special forces. As for warriors and international mercenaries, they generally don't bother using them. These people buy them back, possibly just to look good, but a large part of it is to buy for their own bodyguards or subordinates." Song Qingyu looked at Ye Ming with some disdain, but not disgust.

  Ye Ming nodded. This whiteboard weapon is already a top-level weapon in the eyes of ordinary people, and if some special soldiers are equipped with it, their strength can be doubled.

  "What level of weapons are usually auctioned off at a small-scale auction like this?" Ye Ming asked while peeling and eating a banana.

  "After all, this is a warrior auction, and generally the lowest are bronze-grade weapons. Something like this blank slate rarely appears."

  Song Qingyu didn't even bother to glance at Ye Ming, her gaze fixed on the front as she said in a cold tone: "The weapons sold at small-scale auctions are mostly hovering between Bronze and Silver levels. Generally speaking, Silver level is already the ceiling. As for Gold level and above, they usually appear at medium-sized and large-scale auctions because those kinds of auctions can make their value soar even higher."

  As the two of them talked, a second item appeared on the LCD screen.

  This is a dagger, the entire body of which is purple-red in color. The handle is inlaid with a deep blue round bead, and against the white background, it looks extremely luxurious.

  "Tulong Sword, bronze-grade weapon, starting price 5 million, each increase must not be less than 200,000." The old man said after showing off the Tulong Sword.

  A price of 5 million, however, made Ye Ming secretly astonished. A difference of only one level, yet it was such a huge sum of money. It seemed that in the eyes of these warriors, money really was just a piece of paper.

  "6 million!"

  "6.5 million!"

  "8 million!"

  Bronze-grade weapons immediately triggered a bidding frenzy among many people. Although the minimum bid increment was 200,000 each time, everyone present here was worth millions, and even the lowest bidder didn't start with less than 500,000.

  Five minutes later, this ornate dagger named 'Dragon Slaying Dagger' was sold to a young man in a suit for 19 million.

  "The one who bought the Dragon Slaying Dagger is Han Feng, the eldest son of the Han family, one of the four major families in the Eastern City. He's also a first-class warrior, but he's just stepped into the warrior circle and is still in his early stages." Song Qingyu introduced him before Ye Ming could ask any questions.

  "The Four Great Families?" Ye Ming raised an eyebrow.

  "En, as a municipality directly under the Central Government, Dongcheng is naturally a place where dragons and snakes are mixed. In the status of Huaxia Country, only Tianjing can suppress it. Generally speaking, on the surface of Dongcheng, the Shen family is the first, the Xiao family is the second, the Han family is the third, and the Yuan family is the last. These four families are the most powerful four families on the surface of Dongcheng." Song Qingyu said.

  "The assets of these four big families are probably no less than tens of billions."

  "Trillion?"

  Song Qingyu turned her head and glanced at Ye Ming, the contempt in her eyes making even Ye Ming's thick skin feel slightly hot.

  After Dragon Slaying Sword, it turned out to be a linear book. On this book, four big characters were very obvious - Nine Yin Scripture!

  "The Nine Yin Scripture is a middle-level skill of the Yellow Level. Of course, it's not like some movies where the skills are all the same, so don't get confused." The old man said with a smile, also making a joke.

  "Whoa!"

  When he saw the Nine Yin Scripture, Ye Ming suddenly slapped the table, startling Song Qingyu beside him.

  "What's wrong with you again?" Song Qingyu glared at Ye Ming in anger.

  Ye Ming suddenly turned his head and said urgently: "Hurry up, hurry up, go backstage and see if there is **!"

  "What's wrong?" Seeing Ye Ming's anxious look, Song Qingyu thought something had happened and asked in confusion.

  "Here you go!"

  "Look at you, always with a straight face, as if someone owes you money. I heard that ** can make women gentle, you'd better cultivate it!"

  "Ye Ming!!!!!"

  Song Qingyu's face, originally as cold as an iceberg, was now completely covered in frost. Her autumn-water-like eyes stared tightly at Qin Feng, her voice cold and stern: "Do you want to die?!"

  "Hey, no need to get so angry, I was just suggesting... yeah, just a suggestion."

  Ye Ming carefully sat back in the leather seat, but the twitching corners of his mouth made it very clear to Song Qingyu that this guy was desperately holding back a laugh.