A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

When Song Qinghan saw the four big men walking straight off the stage and walking in the direction of the person who spoke before, he had a vague guess in his heart, but he was not sure yet.

But Shu Luo was going to be much bolder. After looking around, he approached Song Qinghan and said in a low voice, "They want him to experience the power of the Silver Snake King for himself! Tsk tsk, this is where the trouble comes from!"

Song Qinghan glanced at him indifferently, without moving his lips, he said softly: "Since you know that disaster comes from your mouth, you still want to try it yourself?"

The expression on Shu Luo's face froze, and he quickly sat up straight, pursed his lips tightly into a straight line, pretended that nothing happened just now, and looked at the stage with serious eyes.

When the man was restrained by four big men, he finally knew what was going to happen in a while, and couldn't help shouting: "What are you doing! I am the son of the county magistrate! You dare to touch me! My father will Put you... woo woo woo."

Before he could say even more ugly words, the person on the stage casually took the red cloth that had previously covered the silver snake box, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Our rules here have never been broken. Since this lord wants to know if what I'm saying is true, then of course I have to satisfy my lord."

After finishing speaking, the man waved his hand, and the big man held the weeping man hostage and pressed his neck on the box bit by bit.

Silver snakes have a natural instinct to capture heat, so as soon as the man's flesh squeezed through the box, the familiar silver light flashed, and the man's voice stopped abruptly, like a marionette, Weakly collapsed on the ground.

However, this is not over yet, the person on the stage lifted his body, pinched his chin, smiled and said to the people in the audience: "He is right, the poison of the Silver Snake King is too strong, so people die before death. After death, even the expression is exactly the same."

The atmosphere at the scene was quiet, but there were rustling laughter on the second floor. I don't know if it was because the person laughing to death was overconfident, or the person on the stage was humorous.

Song Qinghan's heart in his throat dropped suddenly, probably because he knew that he was powerless, so there was nothing he could do if he was nervous, and besides, he was already dead, and he was not a god, so he couldn't bring people back to life.

Although such an ending was a bit unexpected for him, it was reasonable for those people.

After all, the scale of this auction is not small. If anyone can provoke them, they don't need to continue the auction, because everyone will have all kinds of weird requests, and it is impossible for them to satisfy them all.

It's just that this kind of method is still too bloody, I'm afraid the backstage is not the usual hard...

After this little episode passed, the person on the stage wiped his hands, signaled the servants to clean up the stage, and said with a smile: "The authenticity has also been proved, and the bidding will begin, with a base price of 100 taels of gold."

When Song Qinghan heard "100 taels", Song Qinghan's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he could also get involved, but when he heard the word "gold", he knew that he had no chance.

Gold has a price but no market. A person who owns 10 taels of silver may not necessarily own 100 taels of gold, and Song Qinghan happens to be the one who doesn't have one, so he can only look at it.

In fact, if possible, he really wanted to take a picture of this Silver Snake King, not because of anything else, but simply because he wanted to study its toxins.

Poisons and medicines are often shared. He still remembers that in modern times, many special medicines for serious diseases contained snake venom. Unfortunately, there is no advanced technology here, so even if he got it, he might not be able to make a suitable solution. Medicine, but it's always good to try it out, maybe you will find some new discoveries.

There were very few bidders. Logically speaking, the word gold should not scare these people. After all, those who know a little bit of inside information probably know that gold is traded here, so the only possibility is silver. The Snake King doesn't like this one anymore.

But thinking about it, if you buy such a little snake that can kill you at any time and go back, do you really think you have lived enough?

However, the situation that Song Qinghan imagined that the deal would be concluded quickly did not appear, because although there were few bidders, they were very persistent.

Shu Luo seemed to be unable to sit still anymore, "tsk", approached Song Qinghan calmly, and said softly: "That's the youngest son of the grain merchant Wang's family, you don't need to think about it to know that he bought this snake back to deal with him Brother, if you are more black-hearted, maybe even his father will deal with it together, and it will be a matter of course to take over his father's position, let alone 100 taels of gold, even 1 taels of gold will be no problem."

As for the other bidder, because he was sitting on the second floor, Shu Luo couldn't see his outline clearly, but he still commented on the way: "The other one must have no good intentions, this snake How easy it is to use, let’s see who is not used to it and just throw it at him.”

Song Qinghan shook his head in disapproval, and said in a low voice: "It's not that easy, throwing it away casually, there is no guarantee that I will die too, I don't believe they have an antidote."

Snake venom is a neurotoxin, unless a specific serum is injected, there is no cure for it, and here, if the serum can appear, Song Qinghan will probably be thankful.

Seeing that Song Qinghan slapped her face, Shu Luo muttered, "I'll just say that, none of those people are more scheming than me, and they will definitely plan well..."

There are not a few people who talk quietly like them, probably because the process is too boring, and there is nothing else to do besides talking.

However, because of the previous act of killing chickens and monkeys, those people were talking about it, and they didn't dare to amplify their voices, so the person on the stage didn't say anything, and smiled at the two who continued to bid, quietly waiting for the final result.

Of course he knew what these people were trying to do when they photographed this snake. If he hadn't known, he wouldn't have gone to great lengths to get someone to catch it. If it wasn't for the strong poison of the Silver Snake King, he might have used it as the finale It's a pity that until now, they haven't found an effective way to control the Silver Snake King, so they can only regretfully put it first, as a warm-up for the opening.

While he was meditating, the auction finally came to a conclusion. The man whom Shu Luo called the grain merchant king's youngest son was defeated, biting his lower lip, looking unwilling.

But even so, he didn't glare at the person on the second floor, or act irrationally, because he knew that the person who photographed the Silver Snake King probably had contact with him in reality, and his identity Not low, so there is no need for him to "lose his wife and lose his army".

When the person on the stage announced the result, his eyes glanced at the grain merchant Wang's youngest son, showing a hint of appreciation.

A person who can control his emotions, no matter where he is, is a person who can achieve great things.