Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1029 Interlude

"Cheng Gong, what you said sounds a bit mysterious!"

The man shouting from the audience was clearly unconvinced, his voice rising a few notches. "The extremely cold place? Could it be the Antarctic or the Arctic? There's nothing but ice and snow there, penguins and polar bears. How can you dig up black ice iron there? Your story doesn't make sense!"

Hearing this, a hint of obscurity flashed in Cheng Gong's eyes, and he said slowly: "My friend, when did I ever say it was the South Pole and the North Pole?"

"The world is so vast, and full of wonders. Besides the well-known North and South Poles, aren't there other places that are even colder?"

"Apart from these two places, where else can be called extremely cold?"

The person asking the question was relentless.

"hehe"

After chuckling twice, Cheng Gong ignored him. Some things, even if you break them down and tell them, those who don't believe them will still not believe them.

"Everyone, the introductions are complete. Now you can place your bids. This item is priced at 100 million yuan, and each bid must be no less than 5 million yuan. The bidding begins!"

As Cheng Gong finished speaking, most people looked confused, bewildered by the high starting price and the materials from the so-called extremely cold land.

Only a few people in the first row had gleams in their eyes.

Zhuge Mingkong leaned towards Jiang Xiaochuan, but his eyes were fixed on the dagger. He asked, "Brother Jiang, are you interested in this dagger?"

"Brother Mingkong, please do as you please."

Jiang Xiaochuan had a calm expression on his face. He had already heard from Cheng Gong's words that this dagger most likely came from a secluded place.

The dagger was sharp, but compared to his bloodlust, it was not on the same level.

I'm afraid this is even inferior to the poisoned dagger I encountered in the bar before.

"Then I won't be polite."

Zhuge Mingkong's eyes were filled with eagerness, and he bid without hesitation, "One hundred and fifty million."

The scene instantly became quiet, and everyone was slightly shocked by the price increase.

After a brief silence, a middle-aged man in a gray suit raised his number plate and said calmly, "One hundred and sixty million."

"Two hundred million."

Zhuge Mingkong looked calm.

Upon hearing this, several people who were eager to bid hesitated for a moment and finally chose to give up.

Only one person in the field still insisted: "Two hundred and fifty million."

Zhuge Mingkong raised his eyebrows slightly, already considering the dagger as something in his pocket, and said casually, "Three hundred million."

Jiang Xiaochuan glanced sideways, and at this moment, he had a new understanding of this rich young man.

When Zhuge Mingkong made the bid, he looked as relaxed and casual as an ordinary person buying a cabbage. He really spent money like water.

"Haha, I also thought the dagger was beautiful and wanted to take it back for collection. Since the flight attendant likes it so much, I'll help him."

The only person in the back row who bid said this with a smile, his words full of compliments.

Zhuge Mingkong looked back, smiled, and nodded, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Huang, for your kindness."

At this moment, Cheng Gong stood on the stage, scanning the audience, and loudly asked, "Is there anyone who wants to bid more? This is a rare treasure!"

After waiting for a moment and seeing no one spoke, he slowly raised the hammer in his hand, "In that case, this dagger..."

"Wait!"

Before he could finish his words, a playful voice suddenly rang out from the back row, "I'll offer 301 million, flight attendant. You don't have any objections, do you? Haha..."

When everyone looked over, they saw Situ Hong with a provocative look on his face, looking at Zhuge Mingkong smugly.

Zhuge Mingkong frowned slightly. He could see what Situ Hong was planning.

This guy hasn't even stepped into the threshold of a warrior. He is surrounded by bodyguards when he goes out on weekdays. Why would he need a dagger to protect himself? It's obvious that he is here to cause trouble.

He was just in need of a suitable weapon for self-defense, and this Han Ying was exactly what he wanted, so he naturally would not give it up easily.

"I naturally have no objection."

Zhuge Mingkong still had a warm smile on his face, but there was a hint of sharpness in that smile.

He paused, then slowly turned his gaze towards Mr. Ghost, who was like a shadow beside Situ Hong, and said with a half-smile, "You two came here today, I believe you also have a goal that you are determined to achieve, right?"

"Maybe... I happen to be interested in the same thing you're interested in."

As soon as these words were spoken, they grasped Situ Hong's lifeline with incredible precision.

Mr. Gui, who was standing beside him, was also shocked and quickly signaled to Situ Hong with his eyes not to act rashly.

Obviously, what they want is very important!

He thought this was a perfect opportunity to make things difficult for Zhuge Mingkong, but he didn't expect that the other party would cleverly turn the tables on him with just a few words.

Situ Hong's face instantly turned purpler than cooked pig liver. A feeling of humiliation surged in his chest like a surging tide, making him even more angry.

However, remembering his father's instructions before leaving, Situ Hong could only compromise temporarily and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Master, I won't shoot anymore!"

Taking all of this in, Jiang Zhenyue narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhuge Mingkong deeply.

Then, his eyes seemed to glance at Jiang Xiaochuan inadvertently, stayed for a short moment, and then slowly withdrew his gaze, his expression becoming more and more serious.

Cheng Gong was also attracted by this sudden change. Seeing Zhuge Mingkong subdued Situ Hong with just a few words, he couldn't help but nod secretly in his heart.

Then he cleared his throat, raised his voice, and asked again: "Is there anyone who offers a higher price?"

Seeing no one respond, he slowly raised the hammer in his hand and brought it down heavily. The crisp sound of the hammer echoed in the auction hall: "Deal!"

After this little incident, the auction continued.

After the next lot was brought to the auction table, Cheng Gong's eyes suddenly twitched and his expression looked a little unnatural.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and picked up the square box that was brought to him. The box looked ordinary.

The material is like iron but not iron. The surface has a dark color and feels strangely cold to the touch.