My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! - Chapter 1211 - You’re a Freaking Shill Bidder!
Chapter 1211: You’re a Freaking Shill Bidder!
When Qiao Mu’s voice rang out, everyone inside the room looked at her simultaneously.
*Knock, knock.* Huifeng opened the door before walking and stepping aside for the attendants to come in with the tea.
This time, it wasn’t that woman from before who had been winking so much that her eyes were basically convulsing. After the two male attendants politely served them tea, they inadvertently looked at Mo Lian and the others before swiftly retreating outside again.
“105 thousand, 105 thousand! Right now, Room Nine is bidding 105 thousand.”
Qiao Mu unhurriedly pulled out a talisman from her sleeve and slapped it into Huifeng’s hand. “This is your share.”
Everyone twitched their mouths.
On the side, Mo Lian explained in both amusement and exasperation. “The crown prince consort is giving you hush money, so take it.”
Huifeng was grinning from ear to ear as he said, “Thank you, Crown Prince Consort.”
He then closed the door with a flash.
“Qiaoqiao, I thought you didn’t think much of this prolongation pill.” Duan Yue felt that the little fellow’s expression right now was particularly hilarious.
This child wasn’t the House of Treasures’s shill bidder right? She clearly didn’t want this prolongation pill, so why was she messing around and jacking up the price?
Qiao Mu explained to them, “I find the person’s voice from the room next door to be quite familiar.”
What kind of reason was this?
The person from Room Nine was bloody unlucky to have run into you!
Mo Lian beckoned to her with a chuckle. “Come drink some tea.”
Meanwhile, the person from Room Nine started to bid again. “110 thousand mystic currency.”
Qiao Mu leisurely placed another bid while sipping tea.
Inside Room Nine, Yi’an was so livid that her nails nearly dug into her palms.
On the side, Xu’er also pounded the table indignantly. “Is this person nuts! Every bid is higher than ours by one thousand! She’s doing this on purpose.”
Baoyan was cracking peanuts as she watched the show, and she couldn’t resist cracking a grin, “I’m guessing this shill bidder that the House of Treasures arranged is doing this on purpose to raise the price.”
While blinking her watery eyes, the purple-clothed lady nodded and spoke softly, “Mhm, I also have that suspicion. Miss, how about you not purchase this prolongation pill for the time being.”
“That will not do.” Commandery Princess Yi’an shook her head with a sullen expression.
She was determined to win this prolongation pill! No one could snatch it from her.
“You’re blind to other people’s kindness.” Baoyan remarked with a frown, “Miss, let her be. It seems like some people won’t know to turn back unless they hit the wall.”
“120 thousand!” Yi’an placed her bid.
The next second, the sound of “121 thousand” came from the private room next door.
This angered Yi’an so much that she shot up and headed out of the room, intending to walk toward Room Eight.
However, before she could take another step, she was stopped by the auction house’s attendants.
That attendant informed her with a smile, “Honored guest, our rules stipulate that you cannot bother other guests.”
Were you kidding, if they allowed the guests to discuss and strike a deal between themselves, then what was the point of opening up for business? What kind of auction would that be?
Commandery Princess Yi’an clenched her fists.
That purple-clothed lady also walked out and told her gently, “Miss, do not worry. If you are short on mystic currency, I have a bit here that I can lend you first to make up the difference.”
However, Commandery Princess Yi’an only felt sorely aggrieved about how much money she was spending.
Her monthly stipend was not considered much, only half of what princesses received. She was also unable to sell those items that the queen dowager bestowed to her, so strictly speaking, she did not possess much wealth.
This time, she was only able to take out at most 150 thousand to buy the pill.
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