Chapter 21 Auction House Friend, VIP Black Card
Xingyuan ignored him and walked straight to the consignment counter.

"Dear guest, how can I help you?"

The middle-aged auctioneer wearing gold-framed single-lens glasses came forward and spoke in a very polite tone.

"Send the pills."

Xingyuan answered, and then placed a small porcelain bottle with three protective pills in front of him.

"Well, please wait a moment, my dear guest."

He took out a silk scarf from his chest pocket, carefully opened the cork, poured a grain of wine onto the silk scarf, and then took out a magnifying glass to carefully observe its color.

"You are quite knowledgeable, kid."

Lin Xin whispered aside.

Xingyuan thought, even if you haven’t eaten pork, have you seen a pig run?

In particular, he can use his ability of future vision to predict in advance which set of rhetoric will be most effective and can outsmart the appraisers at the auction.

“The color is very good, and no flaws can be seen with the naked eye.”

He put away his tools, carefully poured the pill back into the porcelain bottle, and closed the lid. "Here at the auction house, we can give this bottle of pill a starting price of 600 gold coins. What do you think, my dear guest?"

"We are both Potions Masters."

Xingyuan was not in a hurry to sell the bottle of medicine in front of him, "We have a lot of medicines like this one, and they are guaranteed to be of the same quality as this one.

We want to see the person in charge on your side."

Looking at the aroma of medicine and countless bottles and jars flashing past him, the middle-aged man hurriedly stood up and walked around the counter, his voice much more respectful than before.

"You two, please come this way."

The person who received the two of them at the auction house this time was an old man with an unremarkable appearance and plain clothes.

Seeing this, Lin Xin couldn't help but grumble in his heart that the Holy Alliance Auction House was too narrow-minded to let an old man with blurry eyes receive them.

"I wonder what this old man's name is? What's your last name?"

The same goes for Xingyuan, but he doesn't show it.

"No need to worry about your surname being Feng."

The old man seemed to have a special liking for the polite Xing Yuan. "If the two distinguished guests don't mind, you can just call me Old Feng."

"Okay, Mr. Feng."

Xingyuan nodded, and then took out a bottle of each of the various elixirs stored in the storage ring and placed them on the table, "Please help me take a look, Elder Feng. These are the items we plan to deposit in your auction house to sell."

"Yes, and these too."

When Lin Xin heard the old man say his last name was Feng, his expression changed a little. Seeing that Xingyuan seemed to be having a good chat with him, he took the opportunity to put some of his own unique pills on the table.

Old Feng didn't say anything, but reached out and took out the most expensive works of Xingyuan and Lin Xin from a pile of bottles and jars.

Jasper Body Pills.

The two of them had put in a lot of effort and talked their heads off before they finally persuaded an elder of the temple to use his merits to exchange for the corpse of a Jade Twin Blade Demon to use as a material for refining medicine.

The old man looked very unprofessional. He held the jade protective pill, which was about half the size of his palm, between his fingers and turned it in front of his eyes.

"These two distinguished guests are truly extraordinary. It is hard to imagine that a potion master of such age can come up with such a large sum of money."

Elder Feng stuffed the pills back into the porcelain bottle. "The value of the pills on this table alone is at least over 50,000 gold coins."

Xingyuan thought about it, raised his hand slightly, and some parts of the stone tabletop began to bulge upwards, pushing up Lin Xin's bottles of pills. "Master Feng, please check how many of these are left?" Xingyuan asked again.

The old man glanced at Xingyuan, obviously surprised by his superb control of spiritual power.

"Thirty-seven thousand."

I have about 200,000 yuan here.

Xingyuan thought to himself, raised his hand and pressed down, and the raised table surface returned to its original shape.

"Hey, Mr. Feng, could you please let me take a look too?" Seeing this, Lin Xin also hurried over.

Unlike Lin Xin, a 'semi-full-time' potion master, Xing Yuan does this purely to make money and have another means to improve his combat effectiveness.

After keeping a portion that is sufficient for yourself and your future teammates, the rest can all be sold.

After all, these are just transitional pills for him. If his children don't need them in the future, he may never refine them again in his lifetime. He doesn't have the time.

The auction house can only sell a limited number of items every day. It is impossible for Xingyuan and Lin Xin's pills to be sold in one day, and they don't have time to wait for the auction house to sell them out slowly every day.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand gold coins." After a brief calculation, Old Feng gave Xingyuan the price he could offer.

Of course, he also tentatively left some room for bargaining for Xingyuan.

Unexpectedly, Xingyuan had no intention of bargaining with him. When he heard that the price was in line with his expectations, he nodded in agreement.

"can."

However, Xingyuan also has a condition, which is that if Mr. Feng and his colleagues at the auction house have no objection, then the payment and goods must be settled now.

Old Feng naturally had no objection, and immediately sent someone to bring money to upgrade and recharge the magic crystal card in Xingyuan's hand.

"Master Xingyuan is generous and magnanimous. Our auction house would like to make friends with you."

After the transaction was completed, Mr. Feng took out a black magic crystal card and handed it to Xingyuan.

The Black Messenger VIP Card symbolizes that its holder is the most distinguished guest of the Holy Alliance Auction House.

The Amy City logo on the upper right corner of this card means that this card can only enjoy the treatment of a black messenger in Amy City.

Of course, other branches of the Holy Alliance Auction House and even the headquarters within the Holy Alliance can also get better service than most other customers by showing this card.

"Then I'd like to thank Master Feng here."

This card is also the goal of Xingyuan's trip. It doesn't matter even if he has to spend tens of thousands of gold coins for it. After all, this money has brought Xingyuan more than a hundred times the profit.

It must be said that the profession of potion master is really profitable!

Xingyuan turned over the Black Messenger VIP card in his hand and suddenly found a seal on the back: Feng Changyou...

Is this Mr. Feng’s name?
Xingyuan blinked and didn't ask the other party. He pretended nothing happened and put the black crystal card in his hand into the storage ring.

"By the way, Master Feng."

Now that the gift has been accepted, it’s time for Xingyuan to express something.

“I’m not a full-time potion master, refining pills is just a temporary hobby.

During the next few days in Amy City, as well as a considerable period of time afterwards, I will be preparing for the next Demon Hunting Team selection competition and have no plans to refine medicine.

If you are interested in elixirs, you can look for my friend Lin Xin. You have seen the quality of his elixirs, and they are not much worse than mine."

(End of this chapter)