Ghost doctor with clairvoyance

"This black gold ancient knife is not our own family's thing, but someone else put it on our consignment, and the identity of the person who consigned it is not simple, so I can't give it to you directly.

Shangguan Yubing noticed that Lin Zifeng paid special attention to this black gold ancient knife, and couldn't help but remind him.

Lin Zifeng shook his head, although his Extreme Martial Sage Inheritance could be used with eighteen weapons, he was best at swords and spears.

Although this black gold ancient knife was a rare treasure knife, it was not a good blade that Lin Zifeng hoped to get.

Suddenly, Lin Zifeng saw a good thing, or the same thing he had used!

Lin Zifeng took a deep breath, the silver needle is a guy who eats alone, and the silver needle is even rarer, and this set of silver needles is still the ancestral silver needle of Teacher Hua, how could Hua Lao take out the ancestral silver needle of the master and put it up for auction?

Lin Zifeng was puzzled, but he didn't ask Hua Lao, this remnant of the silver needle can be auctioned, after all, Lin Zifeng's best thing now is only the silver needle of the Xuanzi number, if he can get these twenty-three silver needles, it will be like a tiger for him.

"This set of silver needles is the ancestral heirloom of Huahai veteran Chinese medicine, although it is a remnant, but the value is also very high, if Doctor Lin wants it, I can help you bid."

Lin Zifeng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Miss Shangguan is too polite, let's bid by myself." At

this moment, a middle-aged man walked in with a box.

"Miss, these three hundred years of ginseng have already been put on the auction manual, wouldn't it be inappropriate to take them down now?"

Shangguan Yubing's face turned cold, "There is nothing inappropriate." The

middle-aged man said no more, put down the box, and turned to leave.

Lin Zifeng glanced at the ginseng in the box, and sure enough, it was three hundred years old.

"Your father's situation can't drag on for too long, is there a clue to the thousand-year-old ice ginseng?"

Shangguan Yubing is full of sincerity, and Lin Zifeng can't be too sloppy.

"There are already clues, but there are a lot of people competing, but don't worry, it's about my dad's life, and I will get whatever I say.

Lin Zifeng nodded lightly and said with a smile: "The auction has started, let's look at the lots!" Below

, the first lot is an antique, and Lin Zifeng is not interested.

The things in the auction hall are basically tested and can no longer be tested, and the possibility of leaking them is very small.

It wasn't until the seventh lot that Lin Zifeng was a little more concerned.

This lot is a piece of purple sunken wood.

Purple sunwood, which can be used in medicine, is a very rare medicinal material.

Although Lin Zifeng can't use it now, he can bid for it first in case of emergency.

"The starting price of 100-year-old purple sunken wood is 500,000, and the price increase shall not be less than 10,000 yuan each time. The

auctioneer's voice fell, and someone immediately began to increase the price.

"Six hundred thousand.

"Six hundred and fifty thousand.

"One and a half million. "

......

Such a hundred-year-old purple sunken wood has a price of more than one million in a blink of an eye.

Lin Zifeng shook his head, the hundred-year-old purple wood is indeed good, but if it exceeds one million, the price is on the high side.

Moreover, looking at it like this, it is estimated that the final price will exceed two million, and Lin Zifeng's only interest is gone.

In the end, the purple wood was auctioned off at a price of 2.18 million.

After the purple sunken wood, the lot is what Lin Zifeng cares about the most at present...

Although I don't know why Hua Lao wants to auction this set of silver needles, there is nothing wrong with buying it.

"The next lot should be something that every old Chinese medicine doctor dreams of, and that is... Twenty-three silver needles!".