"Lao San, you are talking about the same reason, but a gold coin is too expensive." Uncle Qi was not annoyed, smiling honestly, and looking at the iron ring with his arms around his chest.

"Uncle Qi, no matter how you say it, it's not too expensive!" The youngest also returned to smile, and looked at everyone with a smile.

Lin Ziyi took a close look at the iron ring, which was wrapped in brown rust.

It's just that the other iron embroidered is different, with a slight purple light.

Maybe it's a baby.

His big eyes rolled around, and he lowered his head and said to Wei Ziming, "Brother, you can bid for me. I want this iron ring."

Wei Ziming glanced at him suspiciously, and persuaded: "Yier, it's just a piece of broken copper, as they said, it's okay to take it back to cushion the bottom of the pot, it's useless."

Lin Ziyi smiled and shook his head, "Brother, don't worry about so much, buy it for me."

He looked at the purple light, full of aura, after polishing, it should be a good thing.

Anyway, for him, there is no need to worry about gold coins.

Does he want to give a hundred gold coins to the beggar at hand? What's more, only ten gold coins are needed.

"Ten gold coins, I want them." Before Wei Ziming said a word, another man in black said.

Lin Ziyi took a look, was anxious, and urged: "Brother, come on, twenty gold coins."

Seeing that he really wanted it, Wei Zi turned around and glanced at the man in black, who was the disciple of the Great Elder, Qin Sang.

He immediately shouted: "Twenty gold coins."

Wei Ziming's counter-offer immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone looked at both of them.

Wei Ziming and Lin Ziyi looked calm, after all, now they are facing a strange face, no one can recognize them.

These Shuiyun people are not big, but they don't necessarily remember who is who? People from outside often come in here, and Wei Ziming doesn't worry about being recognized by them.

When Qin Sang saw someone robbing himself, his face became hard to look.

He looked at Wei Ziming and said angrily: "Thirty gold coins!"

"Forty gold coins!" Lin Ziyi shouted, he was used to fighting on his own.

Wei Ziming frowned, "Yi'er, is it worth buying forty gold coins for a piece of broken copper?"

Lin Ziyi's big smart eyes, exuding dazzling light, stared at the hoop closely, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was a treasure.

Although it looks rusty, it is only as big as the mouth of the bowl, on the iron ring, the complicated patterns and textures are clearly visible, and it is a rare treasure at first glance.

The gold coins in his space are piled up into a hill, and gold coins are not a problem.

"Fifty gold coins!" Qin Sang shouted angrily.

The third one saw that there was a bidding, and the ten gold coins were added up, and he laughed from ear to ear.

"One hundred gold coins!" Lin Ziyi suddenly rose to one hundred gold coins, then Qin Sang stared at Lin Ziyi angrily.

"You are a child, why do you have to have this iron ring?" Qin Sang was angry. One hundred gold coins were too high. The child opened his mouth loudly. When he bids, he is afraid that he will increase the price again, depending on the clothes he wears. Gorgeous and eye-catching, he should also be the little son of a rich family.

"What do I want?" Lin Ziyi tilted his head, thinking about it with a silly look. Suddenly, he smiled smartly, looked at Qin Sang, and said sweetly, "Uncle, I know What are you doing here? Roll the circle, the roundness is just right, get a hook and hook the circle, it's fun!"

Everyone: "..."

Wei Ziming was also a little messy in the wind, but he knew that this kid definitely didn't think that way.

"In that case! I'll make you one that is farther than this, and the young man will give this to me!" Qin Sang said, his speech was mild.

This thing, although it was rusty, was not a good thing at first glance. He could feel the aura on the iron ring.

Lin Ziyi looked at him, Canruo Xingchen's big eyes slightly squinted, and he shook his head gently: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I just like this hoop, don't have to be so troublesome, make another one, I like this. "

"This..." Qin Sang looked at Lin Ziyi and didn't expect this child to be so serious.

"Why not, I'll make more hoops for you to play with." Qin Sang tempted.

In short, he saw that this iron hoop was an extraordinary thing, and he must get it.

That pure aura, his seventh-order cultivation base, can be accurately felt.

Lin Ziyi still shook his head, wanting to fight with him, wishful thinking.

He has never missed anything that Lin Ziyi fancyed.

He tilted his head to meditate, his little fleshy face was very cute.

After a while, he looked at Qin Sang and shook his head apologetically: "This uncle, I still like this, fair bidding, the bidder is high, the uncle above, but that's what he said!"

"The third child!" Qin Sangxu squinted at the third child, with a warning in his eyes.

The old third saw that the smile on his face was slightly stiff, he was anxious to ask for gold coins, one hundred gold coins, enough for a family of three to live for a year.

This year, gold coins are not easy to earn. After a fall, he picked up a piece of broken iron and could sell a hundred gold coins. For him, he was very lucky.

He smiled politely: "Master Qin, this has always been the rule of the auction house. The little boy is right. The one who pays the high price is right. If I make a deviation, the business will not be done in the future. Everyone is watching. ?"

"Two hundred gold coins!" Qin Sang roared angrily.

"Five hundred gold coins!" Lin Ziyi also said with a smile.

"Ah..." everyone exclaimed, looking at Lin Ziyi incredulously, this kid is really rich.

Lin Ziyi felt a little helpless in his heart. The auction houses on other continents had a reserve price of 100,000 gold coins. This was the cheapest auction house he had ever seen.

It was the first time he met ten gold coins.

Qin Sang's face was hard to look for an instant, two hundred gold coins was already his biggest bottom line.

"Five, five hundred gold coins?" At this time, even the youngest man at the auction was a little dumbfounded. A broken iron ring that he picked up could sell so many gold coins. For him, it was already a sky-high price.

He has washed the rust on it, but why can't it come off? It feels a little spiritual, but this thing won't belong to him, he will sell it.

He glanced at Qin Sang apologetically, and said, "Five hundred gold coins once, Master Qin, do you want to add it up?"

"I..." Qin Sang let out a cry and stopped talking.

He didn't have so many gold coins on his body. He glanced at Wei Ziming and Lin Ziyi, then turned and left angrily.

Wei Ziming looked at Qin Sang's angry eyes, and he knew that Qin Sang would always report it to him. Yi'er snatched his things and turned around to figure out where he was lying in ambush. Waiting to kill them.

The youngest smiled, holding the iron ring, walked to Lin Ziyi's face, and said with a smile: "This little boy, this iron ring is now yours, pay the money with one hand, and deliver the goods with the other."