Linbo County·Hongshi County·Taiping Bay·Egret Town

"Next is lot 901, which is a ton of standard Poseidon flesh and blood. It has been processed and refined by the Mystical Master of Medicine. It can be directly used in medicine, making talismans, and refining weapons... The starting price is 200 gold yuan or the equivalent amount of materials in the exchange book... Each

The price increase shall not be less than 5 large gold circles..."

On the high platform, the auctioneer presided over the process skillfully or insensitively, and did not even bother to introduce the specific content and advantages of the auction items.

There is no way, if you sell the same thing hundreds or even thousands of times every day, it will make everyone feel numb.

"205!"

"210!"

"220!"

…………

In a hidden private room, Zhao Yinshun looked down at the dark crowd of people downstairs, listened to the quotations with accents from all over the world, and shook his head helplessly.

"It's a loss..."

A ton of Poseidon flesh and blood only costs a few hundred gold yuan. Where has it ever been so cheap before? You can't even buy it hundreds of times!

But there is no way. Hundreds of thousands of tons of goods flow into the market, and it is still a high-end market with relatively little demand. No matter how precious the sacred objects are, they will become cheap.

Therefore, during this period, the price of Poseidon’s flesh and blood can no longer be described as diving, but as bungee jumping!

And as time goes by, the rate of price decline will continue to increase.

However, it’s impossible not to sell them. Unless they are refined into finished products, the divinity in the raw materials will continue to be lost, and eventually there will be only a pile of useless rotten meat...

hateful!

If the space of Sumeru mustard seeds in the Snow Dragon suit could be increased a thousand times, this mythical raw material would not need to be sold out at all, but could be used to refine great medicines and raise an army...what could not be done?

At worst, I would cook the food myself and feed it to cats, pigs, dogs, horses, Master...

Clenching his fists angrily, Zhao Yinshun felt his heart bleed as he looked around at the various businessmen from different countries downstairs.

Watching you make money is more uncomfortable than me losing money!

"305! 305 once! Are there any quotes?"

"305 twice!"

"305 three times!"

"make a deal!"

The final auction price was set at 305 large gold circles. A white businessman wearing a tuxedo, a gold monocle, and a classic Thai-Western gentleman stood up and took the lot in his bag with great joy.

The remaining auctioneers showed no signs of emotion, just joking and talking to themselves, waiting for the next round of auctions to begin.

"This [Liu Yin Fengguo] is developing really well, with business opportunities everywhere."

"That's right, I originally planned to leave after buying Poseidon's flesh and blood, but now I'm afraid I may have to stay a few more days."

"Me too. Before, I was quite worried that the tyrant would not follow the rules, extort money, and slaughter us like fat sheep. But now that I see it, he doesn't seem to be as surly and violent as the outside world reports..."

"But there are too many rules, heavy taxes, and even personal income tax and progressive taxes. There is not much profit at all."

"That's right, where in the world can he collect taxes like this? He just stares at us businessmen, but treats those poor people with mercy. I heard that the agricultural tax here is almost as low as forty tax one!"

"Agricultural taxes are so low!? Then let's come here to buy land! Transportation here is very convenient, and the crops grown are sold out, and it feels like a good profit!"

The speaker was thinking enthusiastically, and suddenly realized that the people around him were looking at him with strange eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you not clear about the land structure of [Liu Yin Fengguo]?"

"Uh... I am from Cangzhou, which is tens of thousands of miles away from [Liu Yin Feng Kingdom]. I really don't know much about the situation here."

"Haha, [Liu Yin Fengguo] before the arrival of Lord Wu'an, the major aristocratic families monopolized more than 90% of the fertile land, and you couldn't buy it even if you wanted to. But after he arrived..."

Bathed in the rookie's eyes full of curiosity, the speaker was very careful and took a sip of fragrant tea before speaking leisurely.

"You can't buy it anymore!"

"Because the local aristocratic families were almost wiped out, and all the land was reverted to the name of King Liu Yin, which means that the farmers here only have the right to use the land, not ownership. Even if you bankrupt them, you won't get it.

The fields they cultivated..."

Having said this, the speaker put down his teacup and raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile.

"Want land? Go to Mr. Wu An and see if you have the ability to pry it out of him..."

"…………"

These days, which businessman dares to do business overseas does not have several wealthy families standing behind him?

So he can better understand the horror behind this seemingly casual description...and...the cruel blood flowing between every word.

How cruel is it to exterminate all local wealthy families in order to take back the land?!

As expected of Lord Wu An, who inherited the title of God of Killing...

Forget it, I can’t afford it! I can’t afford it!

After decisively giving up the evil idea of ​​annexing the land, the rookies who came from afar began to plan other aspects of business.

The surrounding businessmen also shifted their attention and began to complain about the "tyranny" of [Liu Yin Fengguo] again.

"The taxes are heavy, the laws are thin, and you can't make much money even if you work hard for a year. Looking at the prosperity here, you can't actually eat much meat at all. It's really worthless."

"If it was just a tax issue, we could still find a solution, but Mr. Wu An doesn't know where he found so many loyal, professional and careful tax officers... There's no way you can escape!!!"

"Escape? Lao Huang, who has been running the factory for the past six months, knows this, right? He was found to have evaded taxes and deducted wages from workers. Good guy..."

"What? The whole family was killed?"

"That's not true, but it feels worse than killing his whole family."

"What's wrong?"

"A fine of 100,000 gold yuan and all outstanding debts must be paid."

"Hiss~"

Everyone took a breath of cold air and was shocked by the sky-high fine.

"I heard that Prince Fu is supporting Lao Huang, right? Mr. Wu An is so disrespectful?"

"Prince Fu? The person Wu Anjun wants to kill cannot be saved even if the emperor comes. By the way... he said this himself..."

"…………"

"In addition, according to rumors, Lord Wu An once threatened to destroy the [Nihility Yuehengtian] and destroy the Maoshan inheritance in front of the emperor and the leader of Maoshan. After the critical incident, there was no response from the Maoshan Sanctuary. Just say that he

How tigerish are they?”

"…………"

This is not a tiger, this riding horse is heaven-defying!

"So, please don't use outside means here. Lord Wu'an is not like other princes. He doesn't care who is standing behind you. With him controlling [Liu Yin Fengguo] one day, when the dragon comes, you have to take control."

Stay, you have to lie down when the tiger comes!"

With a sigh, the speaker looked sadly at the auctioneer who came back on stage and murmured meaningfully.

"I've told you so much, why don't you take this Poseidon flesh and blood from me?"

Everyone who was thinking carefully came to their senses in an instant and refused in unison.

"That's not okay!"

"…………"

Blanch!

In the private room upstairs, Zhao Yinshun rubbed his brows in pain as he listened to the quotes coming one after another.

One ton of divine materials only costs 300 gold yuan. The more you think about it, the more you lose!

Grinding his teeth, Zhao Yinshun forced his resentment to the back of his mind and looked at the pretty woman standing beside him.

"Zhou Rou, what did Shengjinlian say?"

"We can't reach an agreement at all. They even want to use Damin's custom to come back nine times a day."

"They're thinking shit!"

Rolling his eyes secretly, Zhao Yinshun waved his hands impatiently.

"Since they are not sincere, let them go!"

"Follow orders."

"Wait, let him come to see me, I want to see what kind of medicine is sold in Shengjinlian Gourd..."

Suddenly remembering something, Zhao Yinshun waved his hand to stop Zhou Rou and decided to test it himself.

Soon, a well-dressed middle-aged white man stepped into the private room. Looking at the unreally handsome profile of the young man in white, he adjusted the monocle on his face and raised an extremely friendly smile.
To be continued...