Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1031 Crazy Bidding

Cheng Gong cleared his throat and began to introduce in a louder voice: "Everyone, the next item is called Shengyun Grass..."

Before he finished speaking, the audience erupted in unrestrained laughter.

A wealthy businessman with a beer belly and gold rings on his fingers patted his stomach and laughed uncontrollably. "Mr. Cheng, are you sure? This is the backstage auction at Sifang Building. You brought up a withered weed and are you trying to show us how a dead tree can come back to life? Hahaha!"

His words caused another round of laughter, and many people had expressions of laughing at the joke on their faces.

Cheng Gong's expression was calm as water, and he was not affected at all by the ridicule of the crowd.

After the laughter subsided, he spoke calmly, "The starting price for this Holy Yun Grass is 300 million, and each bid must be increased by no less than 50 million."

These words were like cold water dropped into a hot oil pan, instantly causing even louder laughter and discussions.

"Three hundred million? To buy a blade of grass? Is Cheng Gong getting senile?"

"Has Sifanglou gone mad due to poverty? They dare to ask this price for a blade of grass?"

"I think this is just a gimmick, to fool fools!"

Cheng Gong calmly raised his hand, motioning for silence. "Everyone, I'm sure you've all heard of the reputation of Sifang Tower. I guarantee this is no ordinary plant. Please listen patiently as I explain the mystery."

When the reputation of Sifanglou was mentioned, the place gradually quieted down.

Although everyone was still full of disbelief, they were all willing to give Cheng Gong a chance to explain.

Seeing this, Cheng Gong slowly explained, "This herb is called Shengyun Grass. It may seem ordinary, but it actually holds great power. Ancient texts record it as the 'life-extending grass,' a name well-deserved."

"Common illnesses can be cured with this herb. Even if modern medicine declares a terminal illness incurable, as long as the patient still has a breath left, this herb can offer a glimmer of hope."

"And these are just the effects we know about. As for its wonderful uses in other fields, it is difficult to estimate."

Such a divine object is rare in the world. If you miss this opportunity, you may never encounter it again."

Listening to Cheng Gong talking on the stage, Jiang Xiaochuan couldn't help but laugh.

I didn't expect that this seemingly serious old man could be so good at fooling people.

Shengyun Grass is indeed a rare and effective medicine, which is why he uses it as the main ingredient in refining pills, but the statement that it can "bring the dead back to life" is too exaggerated.

However, these words completely ignited the desire of everyone in the field to buy.

For these wealthy people, money is just a number. If they can take a picture of this grass for emergency use, it will undoubtedly be the most precious insurance for their lives.

"Four hundred million!"

A portly middle-aged man couldn't wait to raise the sign.

"Four hundred and fifty million!"

A lady with exquisite makeup then raised the price.

Jiang Xiaochuan frowned and sighed in his heart that he had underestimated these rich people's crazy pursuit of rare items.

He turned to look at Zhuge Mingkong, only to see that he appeared calm on the surface, but his face was slightly stiff and his lips were tightly closed. He did not look as relaxed as he had been when he was bidding for the dagger just now.

"Six hundred million."

Zhuge Mingkong suddenly raised a price. He wanted to get the herbs in one go, but he was instantly drowned out by the even more frenzied bidding.

"Six hundred and fifty million!"

"Seven billion!"

"Seven hundred and fifty million!"

In an instant, the situation was completely out of control, and the bidding sounds rose and fell like a tide, one wave higher than the other.

Everyone was trying their best to get this "life-extending magic herb" into their pockets, and the atmosphere was so enthusiastic that it was almost crazy.

This sudden bidding situation was far beyond Zhuge Mingkong's expectations.

He frowned and glanced worriedly at the people behind him whose faces were flushed. He knew that no one present was short of money.

If this continues, prices will inevitably be driven up to astronomical figures.

The next moment, Zhuge Mingkong suddenly stood up from his seat.

This action was like a bolt from the blue, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Cheng Gong's movement to indicate a price increase suddenly stopped. With clear inquiry in his eyes, he looked straight at Zhuge Mingkong, as if waiting for him to give a reasonable explanation.

Zhuge Mingkong gave Cheng Gong a slightly awkward smile.

Then he turned around and faced everyone, his face slightly hot.

If he had not been forced to do so, he would never have abused his power to bully others like Situ Hong did.

But thinking of Zhuge Mingyue's uncertain physical condition, he gritted his teeth and said solemnly, "Everyone, I really need this herb urgently. I hope you can be so kind as to help me. Thank you all in advance."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was in an uproar, with various voices rising one after another.

Zhuge Mingkong felt his cheeks burning as he listened to the chatter coming from around him.

At this point, everyone understood that Zhuge Mingkong was determined to get this herb.

The Zhuge family holds an important position in the capital, and Zhuge Mingkong has always been humble and polite, with an excellent reputation, completely different from the arrogant and domineering Situ Hong.

Seeing how sincere he was now, everyone weighed the pros and cons.

Although they were reluctant, after all, no one wanted to offend the giant Zhuge family for a herb.

Everyone looked helpless, and then said one after another that they would no longer participate in the auction.

Upon seeing this, Zhuge Mingkong hurriedly bowed deeply to everyone and said, "Thank you all for your generosity."

After saying this, his gaze subconsciously turned to Situ Hong.

In this situation, if there is anyone who could challenge him, it would undoubtedly be Situ Hong.

But the excitement on Situ Hong's face had not faded yet. He was talking in a low voice with Mr. Gui and did not seem to care too much about the situation here.

Seeing this, Zhuge Mingkong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his nerves, which had been as tense as strings, relaxed a little.

"Seven hundred and fifty million!"

Just when Zhuge Mingkong thought the situation was settled, a loud voice suddenly came from the corner of the auction.