C27 (1/2)

The sound gradually died down on the first and second floor. After all, those who could only sit on the second floor were not as wealthy as those on the third floor. Bai Zheng was very clear that at this number, the next battle would be on the third floor.

”One hundred and fifty thousand.” The voice came from Feng Jingye's room.

Bai Zheng frowned, she suddenly thought about the relationship between Feng Jingye and the Mansion of Prime Minister, and understood that the money was most likely going to be spent on Mansion of Prime Minister. Fifty thousand gold, if she were to take it out in one go, it would not be a small matter to his Mansion of Prime Minister and the crown prince's household.

”One hundred and sixty thousand.” Just as everyone was silent, someone spoke up from the room next to Bai Zheng.

”I didn't expect the General Mansion to be interested in this thing as well.” Feng Jingyi said coldly.

”Is Your Highness not interested?” Bai Zheng's finger tapped against the corner of the table, striking the number plate that had been left cold to this day after just one strike, and asked with a smile.

”How could I be not interested …” Before Feng Jingyi even finished his sentence, Bai Zheng had already raised his number plate.

”One hundred and seventy thousand!” A clear voice came out from Bai Zheng's mouth. This voice was like the gavel in Auctioneer's hand, striking right at Feng Jingyi's head.

Feng Jingyi's eyes instantly widened. He did not dare believe that after finishing the bidding, Bai Zheng leisurely put down her number plate and suddenly stood up, immediately falling back onto the chair powerlessly.

Bai Zheng turned her head and looked at the shocked Feng Jingyi who had his eyes reddened. Then, he said apologetically: ”Your Highness, please forgive me.”

”One hundred and eighty thousand!” Right after Bai Zheng spoke, a woman's voice sounded from within the General Mansion, carrying a sense of not wanting to be left behind.

Feng Jingyi and Bai Zheng looked at each other, then recovered and slowly sat up straight. They also felt uneasy, hence they grabbed the number plate to protect themselves.

”Miss Bai should just watch from the side.”

Bai Zheng laughed embarrassedly: ”It's just that I wanted to tease my cousin about what happened just now.”

Are you joking with your cousin? You're joking with me, not with me!

Feng Jingyi rubbed his throbbing temples and started to think whether he should stay away from this girl.

The Treasure-collecting Tower began to quiet down for a long time.

At the price of one hundred and eighty thousand taels of silver, no one dared to raise their hand again.

Those who could not put a starting price were all silent. A few who could afford a starting price seemed to be calculating whether the paper making technique was worth one hundred and eighty thousand taels of silver.

Auctioneer raised her gavel slowly from the ground: ”Is there anyone else willing to increase the price?”

Bai Zheng smirked, and looked over from her line of sight. Although she could not see clearly what General Mansion and her group were doing, she could see that the people inside were in a complete mess.

Today, Shang Shu Manor and General Mansion shared a private room, on an impulse, Su Muxiao used Shang Shu Manor's number plate to set a price. It was likely that her father Su Zheng would be the first one to not forgive her.

He didn't know what kind of situation this cousin of his, who had always been happy about bullying him, was in.

Auctioneer's voice continued, ”One hundred and eighty thousand, is there really no one else?”

Silence. It was still as quiet as before.

It seemed that those that were willing to offer a high price felt that one hundred and eighty thousand silver was more than they could bear.

”If not, one hundred and eighty thousand taels for the first time!”

Boom!

Following the sound of the gavel hitting the ground, the door to the private room that Bai Zheng was in was pushed open, and a figure charged straight at her.

”You're so despicable!”