madnovel Chapter 31 An astronomical price!
Chapter 31 An astronomical price!
Chapter 31 An astronomical price!
Upon entering the lobby, he was greeted by a middle-aged man in his forties, slightly overweight, with a beaming smile, clearly a seasoned businessman.
"My esteemed Soul Master, what would you like to auction?"
Flanders took a jade bottle from his pocket and placed it on the table.
The middle-aged man picked up the jade bottle, uncorked it, and a refreshing medicinal fragrance immediately filled the entire room.
His pupils contracted slightly; as an appraiser at the auction house, he was knowledgeable about all sorts of rare items.
This medicinal fragrance is definitely not ordinary.
"This is----"
"Recovery Candy made by a Six-Ring Soul Emperor".
Flander's voice wasn't loud, but every word was firm and resolute: "After taking it, it can restore a large amount of physical strength and soul power in a short time, with no side effects."
The middle-aged man's hand paused slightly.
"A six-ring Soul Emperor?" His voice rose a few decibels.
Flander didn't speak, but instead released his soul power pressure.
The aura of a Seventh-Ring Soul Saint surged forth like a tide, causing the middle-aged man's face to turn pale.
"This is a friend of that Soul Emperor," Flander said calmly, withdrawing his oppressive aura.
The middle-aged man's attitude immediately became much more respectful.
He carefully placed the jade bottle back on the table, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down.
"My lord, we haven't seen a restoration item of this quality in a long time. If you trust me, I suggest we put it up for auction tonight. There happens to be a large auction tonight, attended by wealthy patrons."
Flanders nodded: "There are others."
He then took out Oscar's sausage.
The middle-aged man's expression became somewhat subtle after hearing the introduction.
The sausages made by a two-ring Soul Master were of good quality, but they were far inferior to the candy beans made by a six-ring Soul Emperor.
Flander saw through his thoughts and said calmly, "Let's sell the candy beans first, and we'll see if the sausages sell later."
"Of course, of course," the middle-aged man nodded quickly.
That evening, Flander, along with Ma Hongjun and Oscar, sat in the VIP box of the auction house.
Ma Hongjun leaned on the railing of the private room, looking down at the dense crowd below, a strange excitement welling up inside him.
Oscar sat next to him, his palms sweating with nervousness.
"Hongjun, do you think anyone will buy it?"
"We'll see."
The first item auctioned was a century-old bone fragment, which was bought by a fat, burly businessman for an exorbitant price.
Looking at the soul bone, Ma Hongjun sighed inwardly.
There are more rich people in this world than he imagined.
The second item, the third item, the fourth item —
Finally, the auctioneer cleared his throat and picked up a jade bottle from the tray.
"Distinguished guests, the next item in this auction is arguably one of the highlights of the evening."
He uncorked the bottle, and the aroma of medicine filled the entire room.
"Recovery Candies made by a Six-Ring Soul Emperor himself. Ten candies per bottle, five bottles in total. After consumption, they can restore a large amount of physical strength and soul power in a short time, with no side effects. Whether going out for training or fighting to the death, they are a life-saving artifact."
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
"A six-ring Soul Emperor?"
"Really?"
"Something that restores soul power? There are such good things?"
The auctioneer smiled and gestured for everyone to remain calm: "Please be patient, everyone. This has been personally verified by our chief appraiser; the quality is top-notch, and we are honest with you, young and old."
"First bottle, starting bid—one thousand gold soul coins!"
Ma Hongjun's eyelids twitched when he heard the number.
One thousand gold soul coins.
This is just the starting bid.
His gaze swept across the entire room, and he saw that everyone's eyes lit up.
"One thousand and five!"
"two thousand!"
"Two thousand five hundred!"
"Three thousand!"
Prices skyrocketed, and the auctioneer's gavel nearly broke.
In the end, the first bottle of candy was sold for 6,300 gold soul coins.
A wealthy woman in elegant clothes held up a number plate, beaming from ear to ear, as if she had gotten a great deal.
"The second bottle, starting bid 1000 gold soul coins!"
Another round of frantic bidding ensued.
four thousand.
Four thousand eight.
Five thousand two.
Five thousand eight.
The second bottle sold for seven thousand.
The third bottle cost 7,500.
The fourth bottle costs eight thousand.
The fifth bottle cost 8,500.
All five bottles of candy beans were sold for a total of 37,300 gold soul coins.
Flander sat in the private box, expressionless, but his hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.
Ma Hongjun watched as the auctioneer brought down the gavel, his heart churning with turmoil.
Thirty-seven thousand three hundred gold soul coins.
Shrek Academy's annual expenses are only a few hundred gold soul coins.
This amount of money is enough for the students to live a life of luxury for several years.
I never imagined that the Soul Emperor's candy would be so valuable!
If they had discovered this earlier, Shrek Academy wouldn't be so poor!
They've been rich for a long time!
After all, during this period, Food Soul Emperors were almost impossible to find.
"Next, there are a few special items to be auctioned."
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The auctioneer wiped the sweat from his brow and picked up a sausage wrapped in oil paper from the tray.
"This is a Power Sausage made by a two-ring Grand Soul Master. After consumption, it can greatly increase strength and defense for a short period of time, lasting about fifteen minutes. It is an invaluable supplement for Soul Masters who lack offensive means."
Compared to candy beans, sausages are significantly less appealing.
But the auctioneer's sales pitch was very effective.
He accurately grasped the weakness of "Soul Masters who lack offensive means".
Starting bid: 200 gold soul coins.
"Two hundred and fifty."
"three hundred."
"Three hundred and fifty."
Prices are not rising rapidly, but they are steadily increasing.
In the end, the first Power Sausage was sold for 420 Gold Soul Coins.
Ma Hongjun nodded secretly.
Four hundred and twenty gold soul coins, although they can't compare to candy beans, are something with almost zero cost.
Oscar can recover the soul power consumed in making a sausage with just a short rest. This is simply outrageous.
"The second one, starting bid is 100 gold soul coins."
"three hundred!"
A gruff voice rang out from the corner, instantly raising the price by a significant margin.
Ma Hongjun looked in the direction of the sound and saw a burly middle-aged man wearing clothes made of animal hides, exuding a fierce aura.
He had a deep scar on his arm, stretching from his shoulder to his wrist, looking like it had been inflicted by some wild beast.
"That guy looks like he needs a power sausage," Oscar whispered.
Ma Hongjun nodded.
Those who make a living in the Soul Beast Forest know best how important things are for survival.
Four hundred gold soul coins are expensive, but compared to life, they are insignificant.
All twenty Power Sausages were sold, with an average price of around 350 Gold Soul Coins, bringing in a total of about 7,000 Gold Soul Coins.
Ten recovery sausages also sold for a good price. Although their recovery effect was not as good as candy beans, they were still very useful for low-level soul masters.
The average price was 200 gold soul coins, resulting in a profit of 2,000.
In total, tonight's auction brought in 46,300 gold soul coins.
Ma Hongjun thought to himself: Sure enough, people can't earn money beyond what they know.
If it weren't for his guidance, they wouldn't know that food-type Soul Masters are so valuable.
Flander put down his teacup, took a deep breath, and stood up.
"Let's go."
His voice was calm, but Ma Hongjun noticed that when he walked out of the private room, his steps were much lighter than usual.
The three walked through the streets of Soto City under the cover of night.
Oscar was still counting on his fingers: "Forty-six thousand—my God, forty-six thousand—I wouldn't even dare to dream of such a thing—"
Flander walked ahead and suddenly spoke up: "After we go back, Teacher Shao Xin will get 20%, you and Hong Jun will each get 10%, and the rest will go to the academy to use for purchasing your daily cultivation resources. It will be a public asset."
Oscar paused for a moment, then jumped up suddenly.
"Ten percent?! Three thousand eight?! I only get one gold soul coin a month as pocket money!"
"Don't want it? Then forget it."
"Yes, yes, yes, yes!"
Ma Hongjun couldn't help but laugh when he saw Oscar's excited and incoherent state.
He watched Flander's retreating figure, a warm feeling welling up inside him.
In this lifetime, Shrek Academy will no longer be poor.
And all of this is just the beginning.
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