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In just a few dozen breaths, the price of this precious ginseng with a medicinal age of more than 300 years soared to nearly 40,000. At this time, Wan Pingan smiled and said, "Fifty thousand..."

A 300-year-old precious ginseng, in this era, can only be priced at 50,000!

After hearing his price, the people who were originally bidding stopped bidding. In the end, it was unclear whether they wanted to save face for Wan Pingan or the price was beyond their acceptable range.

After a moment of silence, no one at the scene opened their mouth to bid again!

Finally, this precious ginseng with a medicinal age of more than 300 years was bought by Wan Ping'an at a price of 50,000. Next came several hundred-year-old precious medicines, or very precious natural treasures.

However, compared to the precious medicine at the beginning, these medicinal herbs seem a bit useless to Wan Ping'an.

"The next item is a thousand-year-old Qilin..." "If anyone is interested, please bid."

Looking at the tray on the table, there was a piece of something only the size of two fingers, which was dark brown in color. It looked like a rotten piece of wood!

“Its unicorn...especially those that are over a thousand years old, are great stuff.” Seeing the unicorn on the auction table, it was not only Wan Ping'an who became interested.

Even the people in other private rooms on the second floor, especially those from the Nine Gates, couldn't help but get excited. Ordinary people might not know what the Qilu Dung was used for.

But for these people, with their understanding of Qilinjie, they know it very clearly. Compared with Wan Ping'an and Zhang Yan, they know the effect of Qilinjie.

The remaining three Huameis showed a curious look at this time and said: "Husband, what is this Qilinjie..." "Yan'er, explain it to them..."

Meeting the gazes of the three women, Wan Ping'an did not explain directly, but turned his gaze to Zhang Yan.

While she was telling Chen Xueru and the other two about the effect of this Qilinjie, Wan Pingan didn't say anything and started to bid directly. "I want this piece of Qilinjie, fifty thousand...

Seeing Wan Ping'an speaking again, the people of the Nine Gates, who were originally ready to make a move, hesitated. Others did not know Wan Ping'an's background, but the people of the Nine Gates knew it very well.

Not to mention other things, just the two shops in Liulichang are now the leaders of Liulichang.

After such a long time, the two shops have never made a profit, and have been constantly purchasing various antique jades. It is also said that in addition to this, Wan Ping'an's own strength should not be underestimated!

Although the thousand-year-old Qilin jelly is precious, it is not too precious to the people of the Nine Gates. Although there are not many thousand-year-old Qilin jelly unearthed, the people of the Nine Gates basically have some in stock!

Looking at the people in the box on the second floor, none of them had the intention of bidding.

For a moment, the entire Crescent Hotel was plunged into a very strange atmosphere.

After a moment of silence, Wan Ping'an's voice came up: "Since no one else is bidding, this thousand-year-old Qilu Dung is mine..." Hearing Wan Ping'an's words, the auctioneer on the auction table couldn't help but look towards one of the private rooms on the second floor.

This person seemed to have received instructions, so he picked up the gavel and confirmed that the Qilin Jie belonged to Wan Ping An. Although others did not find anything unusual, Wan Ping An was very keen to find it.

At that moment, his gaze followed the direction the auctioneer was looking.

Through the balcony, Wan Pingan saw Yin Nanfeng and a very handsome man in the private room!

The moment he saw the two men, Wan Ping'an couldn't help but frowned slightly and said, "Yin Nanfeng... could this man be the adjutant Zhang..."

When Wan Ping'an's eyes fell on these two people, the two people's eyes also turned to Wan Ping'an. At that moment, their eyes made a brief contact.

But whether it was Wan Ping'an or Adjutant Zhang, a solemn look flashed across their eyes.

“Master.”

“This person is not simple…”

At that moment, whether it was Wan Ping'an's heart or the heart of Adjutant Zhang.

When the two looked at each other, this thought came to their minds at the same time. At the same time, Yin Nanfeng also glanced at Wan Ping'an, then turned to Adjutant Zhang beside him and said, "Old man, this is the Mr. Lin you mentioned."

Facing Yin Nanfeng's question, Adjutant Zhang did not hide anything. He smiled and said, "Well... after the observation of Master Eight and Master Nine, this Wan Ping'an is very unusual."

"You never know when our paths will cross."

Without mentioning the conversation between the two, his eyes fell on the next auction.

Although for ordinary people, they are very precious things.

But the items that the Crescent Hotel could put up for auction were either items they had no use for, or items that they found tasteless and were reluctant to throw away.

One or two of them might arouse Wan Ping'an's interest, but it would only be a slight interest.

The things that really moved Wan Ping'an seemed a little bland until the auction was about to end.

However, during this period, Wan Ping'an also took a few centuries-old precious medicines that he was interested in! Finally, Wan Ping'an took out a box of gold and finally took all these things.

After taking these things, Wan Ping'an did not delay any longer and directly left the Crescent Hotel with Zhang Yan and the other two girls. On the way back to the Lin Mansion, Wan Ping'an glanced at everyone and said, "How do you feel..."

Zhang Yan and the others looked at each other, without hiding anything at this time, and said one after another: "Today I have broadened my horizons. It is said that the New Moon Hotel is not a place that ordinary people can enter..."

“I didn’t care much at first, but after experiencing it today, I finally realized the horror of the Crescent Hotel… “An ordinary antique porcelain can cost tens of thousands or even more than 100,000. It’s simply unimaginable…

"Let's not talk about other things. Just the food in this Crescent Hotel is not something that ordinary people can enjoy..."

"But then again, the price is high for a reason. The service at the Xingyue Hotel is indeed far superior to other places..." For a moment, Zhang Yan and the other three girls did not hide anything and simply recounted their experiences.

After the four of them sighed, their eyes immediately fell on Wan Ping'an. "Xiao Fan (husband), what do you think of this Xinyue Hotel..."

Facing their gazes, Wan Ping'an did not hide anything and said with a smile on his face: "The reopening of the Crescent Hotel is not a bad thing for us..."

"At least with the Crescent Hotel, whether it's Jubaolou or Duobaoge, the fine products they have collected now have another way to cash in..." "Don't take Thailand too seriously, just think of the Crescent Hotel as a high-end hotel..."

Hearing Wan Ping'an's words, Zhang Yan and the other two girls looked at each other, then nodded in agreement. What Wan Ping'an said was absolutely right. It seemed that the Crescent Hotel had little to do with them.

As long as these people don't cause trouble for them, the Crescent Hotel is a slightly higher-end hotel for Wan Ping'an and others. At every auction, if there are any rare treasures, they might as well take them.

But if they dare to plot against me, they will be hit head on. Wan Ping'an is not the kind of person who will suffer a loss and endure it secretly.

Think about what happened in Bingcheng, and those tomb robbers in Kaoshantun who were causing trouble.

As long as they dare to attack Wan Ping'an and others, Wan Ping'an will not hesitate at all, and will greet them with the wrath of thunder!

Before they knew it, Wan Ping'an and his group returned to the Lin Mansion, chatting and laughing.

Arriving at the place where they usually drink tea in the garden, Wan Ping'an took out the few mother tree tea leaves and brewed a cup for himself. Seeing Wan Ping'an's silence, Zhang Yan and the other two girls looked at each other and opened their mouths to say something. But when the words came to their lips, they didn't know how to open their mouths or what to say.

After a long while, Wan Pingan finally smiled, as if he had figured something out.

Then, Wan Ping'an's mind moved, and the items that had just been auctioned off from the Crescent Hotel appeared on the coffee table. There was a 300-year-old precious ginseng, and two other 100-year-old precious medicines.

In addition, there was a thousand-year-old Qijie and a piece of Tai Sui meat weighing two kilograms! Seeing these things that Wan Ping'an took out, Huamei and others couldn't help but cast their eyes over. Just these things alone cost Wan Ping'an a box of gold!

They all knew the other hundred-year-old precious medicines and the piece of Tai Sui, but it was the thousand-year-old Qilin Jie that immediately attracted everyone's attention. "This Qilin Jie is really so magical..."

"Just this small piece of wood can actually help people repel snakes, insects, rats and ants, and even cure all kinds of poisons..." "It's really a good thing, but it's a pity..."

When it comes to pity, Zhang Yan and the other two girls looked at each other, and a hint of disdain flashed in their eyes. That's right, disdain!

Zhang Yan has already explained in detail the origin of Qilinjie to Chen Xueru and others.

Although the efficacy of this Qilin Jie is precious, not only can it cure all kinds of poisons, but it can even repel snakes, insects, rats and ants after taking it. But when I think of this Qilin Jie, I need to cultivate it in those incorruptible corpses.

This thousand-year-old Qilin blood had been nurtured on the corpse for thousands of years. Not to mention Zhang Yan and others who despised it, even Wan Ping'an felt a little disgusted.