Is It Reasonable For My Auction House To Have Countless Guards?

"Is there another auction?"

Thinking of what Zhang San said, a glint flashed in the eyes of the mysterious boy.

Then he paid for the tea and left directly.

Also leaving together was the young master.

“I cannot miss the next auction of Soaring Feather Sect!”

"How can a bunch of rubes compare to my Soaring Feather Sect?"

"This is a leak, and it's a big leak!"

When he thought of this, Young Master's eyes were burning.

If Yang An knew about it, he would definitely be moved.

This kind of fine chives is so enlightened!

...

"Young Master, is this aphrodisiac pill going to be auctioned?"

Looking at the guard on the side, Yang comforted his forehead and said with a headache.

"No shooting"

Auction houses, of course, make a living by sending items for auction and getting a commission.

Qingyan Auction House will take one-tenth of the points as a fee for every item it auctions, which is why the auction house makes so much money.

Since the last auction, Qingyan Auction House has become completely popular. People come to the auction house in an endless stream every day, hoping to consign items for auction.

Although Yang An had a system, he never thought of changing this rule.

After all, over time, there must be a rationale for the origin of items.

It's just that Yang An didn't expect what kind of items came to be sent for auction?

They are all low-grade elixirs that can even be bought in any store outside.

Even Yang An doubted whether these were caused by his peers.

Now he even has an aphrodisiac pill?

"System, exchange for a Shiquan Dabu Pill"

Yang An touched his waist and felt that it really needed to be replenished.

"Hey, there is still a lack of talent."

The only people who can take charge of such a large auction house are himself and Wang Dan.

The rest of the people still have no use for it.

"After the next auction, we need to expand to surrounding areas and acquire more branches of auction houses."

After all, the amount of money an auction house can collect is too little, so it needs to open more branches.

One day, if this auction house spreads throughout the Three Thousand Dao Realm, then it will be considered qualified!

Anyway, the system does not stipulate that only one auction house can be bound.

"Yes, Tongzi"

"Host please feel free to do so"

After getting his satisfactory answer, Yang An raised a satisfied smile on his lips.

Just when Yang An was still thinking about the future, another figure appeared in Yang An's field of vision.

"Tell me, is it an aphrodisiac pill or a bruise medicine this time?"

Yang An said helplessly.

"Young Master, Mr. Wang Dan said that a customer has come outside and needs you to check it out in person."

Ada said respectfully.

"Huh"

Hearing this, Yang An frowned, a little confused.

There are items that even Wang Dan can't decide on. You must know that Wang Dan is a Third Grade Alchemist. Recently, I spent 20,000 spirit stones to buy him a Third Grade Alchemist Codex, so that he is only one step away from becoming a Third Grade Alchemist. Wang Dan successfully advanced.

Wang Dan must be a genius in such a small place.

Even if Third Grade Alchemist were placed in a big city, they would still be among the top ones.

...

"Sir, please wait a moment."

Wang Dan said to the figure on the side who was shrouded in a black robe and whose face could not be seen clearly.

"Um"

A dry and old voice came from under the black robe.

In the black robe, there was a delicate face, but the eyes of this delicate face were full of horror.

"How is it possible? How can there be a Third Grade Alchemist in such a small place?"

Isn’t it said that even a First Grade Alchemist in such a small place is extremely difficult to find?

It is extremely difficult to find a First Grade Alchemist in a place where you can meet a Third Grade Alchemist wearing the Second Grade Alchemist badge.

The man in black robe only felt that this world was too outrageous.

As for getting involved to this extent?

What kind of era is this era of my own recovery?

What the hell!

"Um?"

Yang An looked at the mysterious man sitting next to Wang Dan, shrouded in black robes, and was shocked.

Then a frantic search for memories in my mind.

"Fortunately, there is no such thing as a genius whose cultivation level disappears inexplicably and turns into a useless person in a thousand miles away."

After carefully checking the memory in his mind and not finding the scene he was thinking of, Yang An breathed a sigh of relief.

However, within a moment, Yang An's smile suddenly froze as if he remembered something.

"No, there is no template for a genius plus a loser, but there is a template for a once-in-a-lifetime fool and a loser."

There is a fool in the Xiao family who is rare to see in ten thousand years. Now he is sixteen years old and he is still a fool.

The key point is that this fool has a useless constitution that is insulated from spiritual energy.

But I heard that the Xiao family’s IQ seemed to return to normal after being struck by lightning.

"Gan"

Isn't this the protagonist template?

Either transmigrate, reborn, or an old monster takes over, or at worst, the old man wakes up and wonders what kind of Goldfinger he has and what kind of protagonist he is.

If you want to ask Zong He Tian, ​​what is the most dangerous profession.

Yang Anke said decisively without politeness

The protagonist’s parents and the passers-by around the protagonist.

One of them, he already knew deeply.

As for the other one...

After carefully looking at the mysterious man in black robes in front of him, Yang An felt that it was time to move.

Otherwise, someone might one day take action against Son of Fortune. Maybe Son of Fortune would be fine, but he, who was the backdrop, might be wiped out casually.

Being under the same roof as Son of Fortune is too dangerous.

Although he wanted to send the Son of Fortune away immediately, Yang An's reason was still there, so he forced a smile and said:

"I wonder what you need to send for photography?"

I saw the mysterious man in black robe taking out an exquisite jade bottle from under the black robe, and then an old voice came out from under the black robe.

"This is the Body Tempering liquid refined by me. The energy contained in this bottle of Body Tempering liquid is enough to help a Martial Artist who has reached the Body Tempering Eighth Layer Heaven enter the Body Tempering Ninth Layer Heaven."

"I wonder if this item can be auctioned at your auction house?"

Looking at the hand of the man in black robe holding the jade bottle, Yang An sighed inwardly.

Although the back of the hand is a bit old and rough, the palm of the hand is extremely delicate.

"I'm afraid it's really the Xiao family fool."

If Yang An was 99.99% sure that he was the eldest fool of the Xiao family just by virtue of this outfit, then now he is 100% sure.

"Can"

Yang An nodded.

Of course. Is the shield coming soon?

Is it reasonable for such a mysterious alchemy master to come up with a Profound Level technique?

Although this Profound Level technique is a bit special.

However, Alchemist is possible.

No one knows how wealthy an Alchemist who is at least Second Grade is.

Seeing Yang An nodding in agreement, the mysterious black-robed man had no intention of staying any longer and stood up to leave the hall.

Yang An just watched the black-robed figure go away, his expression was calm, and he seemed to be thinking about something in his eyes.