"Hundreds of five thousand taels!"

"110,000 taels!"

"130,000 taels!"

“…”

In a blink of an eye, the people in the venue seemed to be injected with chicken blood, and the boiling crowd directly raised the price to 370,000 taels!

How much money to buy a bottle of less than ten medical food pills?

If it is used to make military food pills, it is calculated by baskets!

However, our Nandou little brother is not satisfied with the price, his psychological price is 500,000 taels!

Nandou squinted his eyes and swept to other rooms on the second floor through the window. "To this day, the people who quoted are all from the first floor, and the real super investors on the second floor have not spoken yet."

"In theory, the price of medical grain pills can be increased."

"only..."

Nandou dare not bet, what if these rich people on the second floor really don’t want it?

"370,000 taels per day, life-saving medical food pills, I missed this time, I don't know when the next time will be available!"

The voice of Ai Yaozi resounded throughout the audience, full of the temptation of impulsive crime.

"Thirty-seven thousand taels or two times, not only can ninjas take it, but ordinary people can also strengthen their bodies after taking it!"

This is true, but compared to the previous two attributes, it is not worth mentioning.

However, Ai Aizi is an excellent auctioneer and deeply understands one truth - the last straw that broke the camel's back!

"Three hundred and seventy thousand two three..."

Just as Nandou was about to raise the price by himself, a low shout came from the VIP room on the left in the middle of the second floor.

"Five hundred thousand taels!"

Hiss! ~

As soon as these words came out, a sound of gasping in the entire auction venue suddenly sounded. Is there anything wrong with this mind?

I just added 130,000 taels?!

However, just as everyone looked up and looked for the wealthy owner of the room on the second floor, another low voice sounded.

"Five hundred thousand taels."

“…”

...

At the same time, in a certain room on the second floor of the Futian Auction Venue.

"Master Madara, I think we should take a picture of that bottle of medical food pill. This pill can almost save the life of a tribe!" Uchiha Nighthawk said with a little rapid breathing.

Uchiha Madara sat in the main seat, looking at the bottom with a expressionless face, silent.

Uchiha Bailing, who was standing beside him, secretly took out a medicine bottle in his arms. This was the medicine bottle given by Nandou when Xuanyuan Niizhang attacked the caravan.

She had eaten one, and the pills inside were almost the same as those sold at the auction.

"So this medical food pill is so expensive..."

"Baoling, what are you muttering?" Uchiha Nighthawk also took Nandou's medical food pills, but he was so nervous that he had forgotten that one.

"nothing..."

Uchiha Bailing quickly put away the medicine bottle and perfunctorily passed by. Her big black gem-like eyes swept around, as if she wanted to find Nandou who was hiding in the crowd!

...

At this time, the medical food pills in the auction have been hyped up to sky-high prices!

"Sixty-one thousand taels! Is there anyone who pays a higher price?" Aiko's eyes shone excitedly. As an auctioneer, if the goods auctioned tonight exceed the expected price, she will have a commission!

Although there are only a few pitiful points, the cheapest of these things costs hundreds of thousands of taels, or even millions of taels!

"Sixty thousand taels at a time..."

Ai Aizi was about to open her mouth, but suddenly, a cold voice suddenly sounded, completely different from the previous offer!

"Seven hundred thousand taels!"

“…”

Suddenly, the other voices became silent. I bought nine pills for 700,000 taels. Although the bleeding-resistance effect was good, most medical ninjas could do it.

As for the replies to chakra, physical strength, and physical strength, they have not verified it.

"Seventy..." In another VIP room, the boy with a watermelon head was about to open his mouth, but was stopped by the silver-haired boy beside him.

"Brother, forget it. Don't forget our purpose tonight!" Chihou Tobirama said in a deep voice, "There are more medical ninjas in our clan, this medical food pill..."

"Tobirama!" Chiju Hashirama put away his usual silly appearance and scolded, "Do you know if we can develop this medical food pill, how many tribesmen will be saved in the future?"

"Do you know how many tribesmen we will die if this medical food pill falls into the hands of the enemy?"

After scolding Senju Tobirama, Senju Hashirama turned his head.

"Seventy-five thousand taels!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as his voice fell, the cold voice sounded again.

"Eight hundred thousand taels!"

Senju Hashirama frowned slightly. They brought a total of 10 million taels, but there were a lot of things to buy, especially the last item at this auction.

Look at the balance...

Chiju Hashirama gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

"One million taels!"

He believed that the power of the clan could be used to develop the ingredients of these nine medical grain pills. As long as they master the formula, they would be able to produce medical grain pills. The rewards they would get at that time were definitely not comparable to those of a small one million taels!

"One million taels..."

The honest voice echoed throughout the venue and then gradually faded away...

Senju Hashirama is not a fool. They also used the transformation technique to come in. The voices also changed, and he was not worried that anyone would hear it.

In the room on the other side of the second floor, a cold sound never sounded again.

In the end, with Nan Douzui laughing, the medical grain pills were sold at a sky-high price of one million taels!

...

"Damn it, if we knew that there would be such a thing in this auction, we should bring a 10 million taels!" Uchiha Nighthawk was hammered on the wall unwillingly.

Their purpose of this trip was not an auction. They came to Futian Auction Store to join in the fun, so they didn't bring much money.

Moreover, Ban and Nighthawk's money were given to Nandou, and everyone only had more than one million taels of Miss Bailing's body. They spent all of them to buy the bottle of medical food pills?

Even if you press them all, you may not be able to buy them. The person in the VIP room opposite is obviously determined to win.

"Madame Madara, they must be from some nin tribe. They want to take photos of medical grain pills to study the ingredients in the Hui tribe." Uchiha Nighthawk said.

Uchiha Nighthawk can think of it, and naturally, the smarter Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Parret can think of it too.

Miss Bailing touched the medicine bottle in her arms. She was hesitating whether to hand over the medical food pills. Although it was given to her by Nandou,...

just in case...

What should I do if that guy is angry?

Before she knew it, Miss Bailing herself did not notice that she actually began to care whether the boy would be angry.

"Master Madara?" Uchiha Nighthawk shouted again without receiving a response.

"Don't worry, where are the Second Elders and the others?" Uchiha Madara asked calmly and calmly.

"If there was no sudden situation on the way, Grandpa and the others should have arrived in Kyoto." Uchiha Bailing replied.

"Is Young Master Madara ready..." A bright light flashed in Uchiha's eyes, and then he showed a hint of embarrassment, "But if the other party is a ninja, he must have used the transformation technique!"

"I think your IQ is time to recharge." Miss Bailing complained coldly.
Chapter completed!