Su Jinyue glanced at it and found that it was all people in the lobby on the first floor, and the people on the second floor were still drinking tea leisurely and waiting for the opportunity.

Su Jinyue swept every box on the second floor, blocking it with a screen, and the people inside could not see clearly. She could only tell whether it was a man or a woman through the figure reflected on the screen, which was also a kind of privacy protection for guests.

"Sister-in-law, are you going to be obsessed with flowers?" Dongfang Yu noticed her expression and asked.

Su Jinyue withdrew her gaze and said "um" softly.

Dongfang Yihan has calmed down at this moment, staring at Su Jinyue, and said in confusion, "Jinyue, why are you obsessed with flowers? Are you going to refine the Phantom Pill?"

Su Jinyue nodded.

Dongfang Yihan looked at her, "The Phantom Spirit Pill is for people below the Spirit General to practice in dreams. Jin Yue, you should have already the Phantom Spirit Pill? What are you doing to refine the Phantom Spirit Pill?"

"For Jingchi Yu."

*

Jing Chiyu, who was still rushing to the distance, suddenly sneezes.

Gu Ying turned her head, "What's wrong with you, Mr. Jing? Have you caught a cold?"

Jing Chiyu rubbed her nose and waved her hand, "No, maybe Jin Yue was thinking of me."

Lonely Shadow: "…"

Boy, who said this to your confidence?

*

On this side, Dongfang Yihan searched in her mind, remembering that a person like Jing Chiyu came, the young business owner of the Four Kingdoms.

Compared with Luoya, the richest man in the Biluo Continent, the young master of the Louis family, it is far behind.

She subconsciously compared Jing Chiyu with Luo Ya, and after she reacted, her face turned slightly red.

Su Jinyue noticed it and was a little confused, "What's wrong?"

"No." Dongfang Yihan shook his head quickly and changed the topic, "It's already seven million."

Su Jinyue also looked down.

A medicinal material of seven million can be considered a sky-high price, and fewer and fewer people are raising the price.

The auctioneer's face was filled with a professional smile, "Is there anyone else who wants to increase the price?"

He paused, his eyes swept across the audience, and he smiled and said, "Seven million times!"

“Seven million twice.”

“Eight million.”

A private room on the second floor suddenly shattered the bell, and the crisp sound of the bell was mixed with a low sound.

A middle-aged man in the hall suddenly raised his head, and the wooden sign in his hand was tightly squeezed.

He is the one who just called for seven million.

Someone who was just entering the auction asked the people around him in a low voice, "Why are we wooden signs and they are bells?"

"Are you new here? The first floor is where ordinary people or small families sit, and only wooden signs are available. The second floor is where those big families stay, so they are not so kind to hold wooden signs, so they are replaced with bells, and they don't understand this?"

The man suddenly realized and stared at the various private rooms on the second floor with some envious eyes. "I'm really curious about who are sitting in the private rooms?"

The person next to him sneered, "Don't care who he is, in any case, it's not something you and I can afford to provoke."

The man nodded in agreement.

In the private room, Su Jinyue also looked at the private room diagonally opposite with interest. The ringtone just now came from the private room.

"Jinyue, do we want to increase the price?" Dongfang Yihan asked.

Su Jinyue narrowed her eyes, "Wait a little longer."
Chapter completed!