The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

The purpose of coming here to Anzhuang was to follow the plan, enter Song Tianyuan's game, and create a bigger game for Song Tianyuan.

But in the brochure, after seeing the Baishen Pot, his real purpose has changed, mainly because of this.

The one hundred thousand taels of silver bills were prepared in advance, with the idea that it was inevitable.

If this Baishen Pot is a mistake in my own eyes, then that's all.

If it is really a Gu Dao vessel, even if you throw all the silver in your hand, it will be worth it.

"Bringing a large amount of silver taels to Anzhuang, the first is to deceive Song Tianyuan, making him mistakenly think that I have believed in the Jade God Flower, and I have brought a large amount of silver taels. The jug falls into other hands."

"The accident that was originally considered did not happen. Fortunately, everything went well."

Zhuang Ming thought this way in his heart, before he came here, he had made a lot of preparations in advance.

For example, some people are knowledgeable enough to see the true origin of the Baishen pot and become competitors.

It may even be that the cultivators who came to the Dongsheng Dynasty while Jusheng Mountain was closed, also saw the mystery of this Baishen pot and became their own competitors.

All kinds of accidents can happen.

So he prepared a lot of backup.

Among them, the most well-prepared one is the bank note.

He prepared one hundred thousand taels in hand.

If there is an accident, then in terms of money, he is the safest!

Even if a cultivator appears, unless the other party is robbing by force, otherwise, it is impossible for a cultivator to take out a huge amount of secular silver taels of 100,000 with him by means of legitimate bidding.

As for the merchant families or dignitaries of the Dongsheng Dynasty, not to mention carrying one hundred thousand taels with them, even if they pawned off the whole family, it is not too much to scrape together one hundred thousand taels in the end.

Fortunately, everything went well.

The Baishen Pot started.

It's just to refine the voodoo so that it can be used to help the young dragon grow up, so it can't be too hasty.

At least wait until the game with Song Tianyuan is decided before coming back.

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After getting the so-called Baishen Pot, Zhuang Ming didn't care much about the rest of the things that were brought up.

To be honest, for him, the sum of all the things in the entire Anzhuang is no match for this so-called Baishen pot.

Even for the two items known as rare treasures, Zhuang Ming only looked at them for a while, but did not bid.

But among the other things, there are three medicinal plants.

Zhuang Ming took a fancy to a plant. Its medicinal properties are slightly cold, its attributes are yin, and the five elements are close to water. It may be used as medicine, to help raise dragons, and to be used in medicinal baths.

The price of this medicine is 1,000 taels, and there are many people who are familiar with medicine and know the price of this medicine, some even came here just for this medicine.

In the end, the price of this medicine soared to 1,800 taels.

For any treasure, there is always an upper limit in everyone's mind.

Some people think that 1,800 taels is too high, so they also give up.

Some people, for some reason, have the meaning that they are bound to win, but they don't have enough money.

"Looks like it belongs to me..."

The bidder was a young man, he smiled, but it was a complicated smile.

The price was 1,000 taels, and the bid reached 1,800 taels.

Obviously, he also felt that the price was a bit high, so he couldn't help but feel distressed.

However, at this moment, another voice was heard.

"One thousand nine hundred taels."

This voice, calm and indifferent, was Zhuang Ming's voice again.

Everyone looked over, this Mr. Thirteen, his self-made deeds are like a legend, coupled with his young age and disabled legs and feet, he is quite conspicuous, after competing with Song Tianyuan for Baiyehua, it is even more impressive. Watch out.

But after he got the Baishen Pot, he didn't make a sound.

Are you interested in this medicinal herb now?

"Mr. Thirteen, Huai'an Zhuang's Commercial Bank, the bid is 1,900 taels. Is there a higher offer?"

The old man on the stage said so, his eyes swept over the crowd, and he couldn't help but fall on Song Tianyuan again.

Song Tianyuan's cheeks twitched. Zhuang Ming placed him on top of the "Jade God Flower". He will look towards himself, as if he will definitely fight back.

"Everyone knows this medicinal herb, but isn't it a strange thing that only Mr. Zhuang can recognize?"

Zhuang Ming said calmly: "I think this medicine is in my hands, and the price is worth one thousand nine hundred taels. If there is a higher one, Zhuang will not dispute it."

In his eyes, this medicinal herb is very old and has good medicinal power. If it is only used to raise dragons, it can be worth up to three thousand taels if it is exchanged for the medicinal power of other medicinal materials purchased.

If it is higher than three thousand taels, it is too high, it is better to spend three thousand taels and use a large number of other types of medicinal materials for the medicinal bath.

But at this time, it was obvious that nineteen hundred taels was enough.

And the young man just now took a deep look at Zhuang Ming, and his heart was even more complicated.

It stands to reason that he should be quite angry that his family bid the highest, but at the last moment, someone offered a higher price to cut off the item that he had just bought.

But at this moment, although there is anger, there is also a feeling of relief.

"Mr. Thirteen, Huai'an Zhuang's Commercial Bank, the bid is 1,900 taels. Is there a higher offer?"

The young man bid 1,800 taels just now, and everyone already felt that it was too high, and they were unwilling to pay a higher price.

At this moment, Zhuang Ming raised another one hundred taels, and no one bid.

Another bid is two thousand taels.

Although this medicine is rare, and its effects are peculiar and extraordinary, but few people present felt that the value of this medicine could be as high as two thousand taels of silver.

The last strain of medicine was still owned by Zhuang Ming.

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noon.

Zhuang Ming and his party left Anzhuang.

During this period, I also greeted everyone.

Familiar people, a little reminiscence.

Those who were strangers in the past, barely got acquainted here.

The people who can come here have extraordinary family backgrounds.

And his Zhuang Ming's family background is well known.

For Zhuang Ming, doing business requires contacts, and these wealthy people are either dignitaries, wealthy gentry, or merchants, they are excellent connections.

"Young master."

Six guards are already waiting.

Zhuang Ming nodded to the others who came out together, and immediately got into the carriage.

As for Song Tianyuan, he hasn't come out yet.

Because Song Tianyuan just wanted to raise the price, and made a fool of himself. He never thought that he would spend 28,000 taels to buy the Jade God Flower. Naturally, he didn't carry too much silver with him, so he was called Anzhuang buckled it.

Someone from Anzhuang drove away just now, he should have gone to the Song family in Xuancheng to take the two thousand and eight thousand taels.

In the past, asking the Song family in Xuancheng to directly take out these two thousand and eight thousand taels of silver bills would have been too embarrassing. Of course, it's not too difficult to raise funds, or sell the property directly and exchange it for silver taels.

But after today, he will definitely make the Song family in Xuancheng fall apart.

The Song family in Xuancheng couldn't afford the two thousand and eight thousand taels.

The rules of Anzhuang, presumably, is that no credit will be paid, if the silver is insufficient, treasures will be withheld, and the balance will be paid with life.

According to the general situation, Song Tianyuan may not be able to walk out of the dark village alive.

But Zhuang Ming also has to admit that although this person is extremely conceited, even to the point where his eyes are higher than the top, looking down on all living beings, he is indeed a person with strategic wisdom.

Presumably Anzhuang couldn't keep him.

Zhuang Ming chuckled, then lifted the curtain and asked, "Is there a letter from home?"

The guard shook his head and said, "My lord, there is no letter."

Zhuang Ming pondered for a while, logically speaking, if everything goes well, Lu He and the others will send a letter.

It is not too far from Huai'an to Huaibei.

Send a letter in the morning and arrive at noon.

Could something have happened?

Zhuang Ming stretched his right hand into his left sleeve, stroked the cloud snake slightly, and looked at the Baishen pot that Yin Ming had moved into the car.

After a while, he heard him say: "Return."