Chapter 288

"It's not like that, Mr. Yang. I think this guy is just a warrior with low accomplishments. How can he have anything good? Let him in for fear of wasting your time The Porter said respectfully to Mr. Yang, with a trace of grievance on his face!

"Bold, don't you know the rules of Doubao club? As long as those who come to auction, regardless of their accomplishments, they should be treated as guests of honor. "

Yang Lao frowned and scolded angrily.

This is the rule handed down by Doubao society, which is also the secret of why Doubao society can last forever.

Only by making the auctioneers feel at ease, can there be endless treasures to be auctioned. After all, the main profit point of Doubao club is to collect auction commission.

"But..."

What else did the guard want to explain, but he was interrupted by Yang.

"You don't have to talk. Stand aside for me."

Mr. Yang yelled at the warrior.

After that, he looked at Zhang San. In fact, after listening to the warrior's words, Yang also had some doubts. After all, Zhang San's cultivation was too low.

He has also seen this situation. Because of their low accomplishments, some martial arts practitioners regard some rags as treasures and take them to the Doubao club for auction. This has increased his work a lot.

So Mr. Yang made a decision very quickly. It's better to identify on the spot whether the thing brought by this warrior is good or not.

"Little brother, I'm the treasure appraiser of Doubao club. If you don't dislike it, can you take out your treasure and let me identify it? The treasure identified from me can be auctioned. What do you think?"

Mr. Yang stood at the door and inquired faintly about Zhang San. In fact, he didn't have much hope for Zhang San at the moment.

"Well, all right. My treasure is a good thing. I don't show it to most people. "

Zhang San hesitated for a moment and said faintly.

After all, he also knows that every auction item needs to pass the appraisal of master Jianbao before it can be auctioned on stage. Since master Jianbao has already said such a thing, there is nothing wrong with giving it to him for appraisal!

Thinking of this, Zhang San took out a small porcelain vase from his backpack and handed it to Yang Lao in front of him.

The two warriors saw that Zhang San hesitated for a long time, only took out a small porcelain vase, and showed disdain.

It seems that this guy is a lengtouqing who doesn't know the height of the sky. He even takes a porcelain vase as a treasure, which makes people laugh!

Even Mr. Yang could not keep his face when he saw this ordinary little porcelain vase.

I have just finished reprimanding the two guards. Are they going to be beaten in the face on the spot?

"That's what you're going to auction?"

Yang Lao frowned and took the small porcelain vase that Zhang San handed over.

He took a close look at this small porcelain vase. It was just a small porcelain vase sold by the roadside. There was no surprise at all!

Is this man playing with himself?

Just think of here, Yang Lao heart rose a trace of anger.

"No, please open the porcelain bottle and have a look."

Zhang San saw this scene, some helplessly said to Yang Lao.

With these words, Yang frowned and opened the lid on the small porcelain vase.

All of a sudden, a strong smell of medicine came out, which contained a lot of aura and Qi and blood. Let alone Yang Lao, even the two watchmen could smell it. The things in it were absolutely not ordinary.

"Are you here to auction pills?"

Mr. Yang looked at Zhang San in a strange way.

I know that in the martial arts world, the most sought after thing is not a treasure, but a powerful pill.

With years of experience in treasure identification, Yang can see that the pills in this small porcelain vase are even twice as powerful as the best forged blood pills!

And what surprised Mr. Yang even more was that the pills he had never seen were brand new.

"Yes, I need to auction these pills."

Zhang San heard Yang's words and said respectfully.

But he was very curious about Yang's expression, why it became so strange.

"Are you sure? What's the name of this pill? Where did it come from? "Mr. Yang was a little incredible. He asked three questions to Mr. Zhang Sanyi.

At the moment, Mr. Yang was surprised and didn't know what to say, because he had never seen this pill.

If his guess is good, this elixir is probably made by this warrior or someone he knows.

This is a brand new pill, the effect is so strong!

Yang Lao can even imagine that if the pill appeared at the auction, then forged blood Dan would probably become history.

Zhang San didn't know what Yang was thinking. He was stunned when he heard Yang's words, but he soon came up with an idea.

"That's right. I'm going to auction this pill. It's made by my master. It's called shengxuedan."

Zhang San said respectfully to Mr. Yang.

Although master Feng is behind him, her life experience in Yueya town for many years makes her dare not show any disrespect to this legendary treasure appraiser!

"Shengxuedan, the original name of this pill is shengxuedan. It's really amazing.

"OK, this thing can be auctioned, and you can also enter the Doubao meeting. I'll go to identify the value of this pill first, and then I'll tell you the starting price."

Yang old will cover, to Zhang three light said.

In Mr. Yang's opinion, the value of this bottle of Holy Blood pill is simply incalculable, and it can even be exchanged for an inferior treasure.

Seeing that Yang was about to leave, Zhang San was worried.

"Mr. Yang, please stay. I still have..."

Zhang San said anxiously to Mr. Yang.

After all, he had a backpack of Holy Blood pills. As a result, Yang took a bottle of Holy Blood pills. If he didn't auction the Holy Blood pills in his backpack, wouldn't it be bad for master Feng?

But before Zhang's words were finished, he was interrupted by Mr. Yang.

"It's just a bottle of elixir. I'm afraid we'll steal it, won't we?"

When Yang heard Zhang San's words, he waved his hand and said to Zhang San.

He felt helpless. Although the master of the martial arts might be a powerful alchemist, his apprentice was too timid.

As a treasure master of Doubao society, how could he be greedy for a bottle of pills?

"You misunderstood Yang. I mean I have a bag of Holy Blood pills here, which are all to be auctioned together."

Zhang San quickly explained to Mr. Yang.

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Yang was shocked and looked at Zhang San strangely.

The two guards were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths. They didn't expect that a warrior with low accomplishments could have a backpack of Holy Blood pills.

It's incredible.