Addicted to making money

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Jiang Moli looked at Yu Qinghe's furry head, and said, "You said you wanted to pick it up. This Dujie Pill is probably the most valuable thing in these small stalls nearby. I thought you would like it."

The unhappiness in Yu Qinghe's heart gradually dissipated, and he said: "... It's not like that to pick up leaks. It's a loss to buy things we don't need at a high price!"

"Then we'll go and earn back what we lost."

Before Yu Qinghe could speak, Jiang Moli said again: "Don't cry, and don't be unhappy, I've already given you the little fish, there is nothing to coax you."

Yu Qinghe: "..."

Is the mask she is wearing bad quality? Why does it feel so hot?

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Chapter 021

Since Jiang Moli said that he would make back what he lost, he definitely didn't lie to Qinghe.

And she came here to give Yu Qinghe a chance to make a lot of money.Jiang Moli was worried that Yu Qinghe was unhappy, so he didn't procrastinate, and he didn't go shopping, and took Yu Qinghe directly to his destination.

The place she was going to was called Wanbao Building, which was the largest store in the black market that gathered all kinds of treasures in one place.

In fact, it is not only a black market, Wanbaolou is also one of the best in the cultivation world, unless it is a rare treasure, there will definitely be Wanbaolou.

The purpose of Jiang Moli's trip was the auction held by Wanbaolou.

Auctions outside are held irregularly, and the time span is very large. It is very likely that Wanbao Building will not hold an auction for ten or eight years.

But the black market is different. There are always Wanbao Building auctions in the black market, and the time is from the third day to the eighth morning of the black market opening period.

Today is the seventh day, which means that the auction of Wanbao Building will end tomorrow.The two of them also caught up with each other, and if they were later, they would have to wait until next month for the ghost market to reopen.

Standing in front of the Wanbao Building, Yu Qinghe looked at the three big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes on the gate tower, and could vaguely feel its majestic momentum.

There are many wonders in the realm of comprehension, as long as the monks have a high level of cultivation, there is nothing they cannot do.For example, if a person's cultivation base is very high, then the words he writes will more or less carry his coercion and momentum. Yu Qinghe just sighed "big brother" and continued to follow Jiang Moli Walk.

Passing through the gate tower is a road paved with stones. The road is wide enough for twenty people to walk side by side, and it will not be crowded if there are too many people.

When walking halfway, Jiang Moli pulled Yu Qinghe through the crowd and walked to a staircase on the left that extended to the auction site in front.There were two people guarding both sides of the stairs. Jiang Moli stepped forward and took out something that looked like a jade pendant. The two people nodded slightly to them and let them go up.

There were not many people walking up the stairs, and because there were stairs on both sides of the road, after Jiang Moli and Yu Qinghe went up the stairs, there were significantly fewer people around them.Most of the remaining people still walked the gravel road until they entered the auction site.

"What you see now is only the front hall of Wanbao Building. It is mainly for selling things. The auction is in the backyard. Look at the ones passing through the corridor below..."

Yu Qinghe looked in the direction Jiang Moli pointed, only to find that not all of those people entered the front hall, and some of them passed through the corridors on both sides, and then disappeared from Yu Qinghe's sight not see.

"From there, you can go to the backyard of Wanbao Building, but you can only go to the auction hall. From here, we can go to the second and third floors of the auction."

While talking, the two also walked to the end of the stairs. There was a vermilion door wide open in front of it. Behind the door was a long table. A scholar-like man was dozing off with his chin propped on one hand, and there was the faint sound of snoring.

Jiang Moli walked over, bent his index finger, and tapped on the table twice.

The scholar's snoring stopped, but he didn't even open his eyes. He yawned and said, "The last room on the third floor, turn right on the second floor and turn right to the odd-numbered room."

Jiang Moli nodded, thanked her, and walked in.

Because the Wanbao Building is so big, Jiang Moli and Yu Qinghe didn't bother to go up to the third floor and run to the last room, and there were so many odd-numbered rooms on the right turn on the second floor, the first two had already been occupied, and they went to the fifth floor. Inside the No. room.

As soon as he entered the room, Jiang Moli pulled a rope on the right side of the door, and a clear and loud wind chime rang, which stopped after 2 minutes.

At the same time, the curtain at the door was lifted, and a middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure came in. The man smiled gently, and put the two pieces of paper in his hand on the coffee table in front of them, respectful but not humble He said, "Let's take a look, both of you."

Yu Qinghe didn't know why, seeing her like this, Jiang Moli remembered that he didn't seem to have explained to her why he came here.

"Don't you want a satisfactory price? The price here is guaranteed to satisfy you."

After all, it is an auction, not a dead price, but also the highest bidder gets it, and Yu Qinghe's things are not bad, what he can get is far more than what the sect gives.

Yu Qinghe understood, seeing that the two sheets of paper on the coffee table were the same, he randomly picked up one and looked at it.

Jiang Moli explained to her from the side, "You need to take out your things for the husband to see first. After passing the test, let the husband see it and set a price. If both parties are satisfied, they can put it up for auction."

This gentleman is a connoisseur. It can be said that he knows astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom. As long as it is something from the cultivation world, even a rare treasure that has been seen for thousands of years, a good connoisseur can recognize it.

Looking at the quotation on the paper, Yu Qinghe got the idea, took out a spiritual fruit, and handed it to the appraiser.

The appraiser's eyes lit up when he saw the spiritual fruit that Yu Qinghe took out, as if he was afraid that Yu Qinghe would take it back, he immediately reached out and took it.

"Extreme spiritual nourishment fruit!"

Spiritual fruits are actually divided into low-grade, middle-grade, top-grade and extreme-grade. The off-white ones bought by Tiandizong are middle-grade spiritual fruits. The annual production volume can be used by people in the cultivation world, and there are still some leftovers.

As for the top-grade spiritual fruit, although there are, but not many, even Tiandizong can't buy many every year.

But there are even fewer top-quality spiritual fruits. Up to now, there are only ten spiritual fruit trees in the cultivation world, and they bear fruit every one hundred years. There are at most six top-quality spiritual fruits on a tree, and sometimes only two can be grown on a tree. The scarcity of spiritual fruit can be imagined.

At the beginning, Yu Qinghe didn't know why the appraiser was so excited, but after hearing Jiang Moli's explanation, she fell silent.

In their eyes, the best spiritual fruit will bear fruit once a hundred years, and the best case is sixty.However, here in Qinghe, there are too many top-grade spiritual nourishing fruits.

The space in Yu Qinghe may be different from the growth environment outside. The spiritual fruit trees outside bear fruit once every hundred years, but the fruit trees in Yu Qinghe's space can bear fruit once in fifteen days. A tree that does not live up to expectations can also bear hundreds of spiritual fruits, and Yu Qinghe has more trees, and he can harvest tens of thousands of spiritual fruits in fifteen days.

Yu Qinghe thought for a while, looked at the appraiser who was still excited, and asked, "Are you satisfied, sir?"

"Satisfied, satisfied, satisfied." The appraiser kept nodding, his voice breaking with excitement, "I wonder how much you have left?"

Before Qinghe could speak, Jiang Moli spoke first, "Nineteen."

The appraiser looked at Yu Qinghe, she nodded, pointed to the spiritual fruit in the appraiser's hand, and said, "Including the one in the master's hand, there are twenty in total."

The appraiser nodded, and after thinking for a while, he said, "The starting price for a spirit-cultivating fruit is a high-grade spirit stone. According to what is written on this piece of paper, we will give you two or eight points for the spirit stone after the auction. If you agree, then Just inject the spirit."

The spirit injection is similar to the signature, they all leave their own mark, confirming that this contract-like thing was signed by the Wanbao Pavilion official and Yu Qinghe.

The price offered by Wanbao Pavilion was very conscientious. After Yu Qinghe asked Jiang Moli for his opinion, he signed the contract.