Chapter 141 Huge Income

"Oh my god, it's actually a third-grade alchemist!"

"There are only a few third-grade alchemists in the entire Anyang County. I didn't expect that he would appear at today's auction!"

"When did this third-grade alchemist come? We didn't even notice it."

"Why would a third-grade alchemist bid for the Purple Flame Pill? Could it be that he wanted to take it back for research?"

Everyone was talking about it, and countless eyes were focused on the old man in hemp clothes. Some were curious, some were confused, and some were thinking, but without exception, they were full of awe!

A third-grade alchemist is the most respected existence in the entire Anyang County!

How respected is the status of a third-grade alchemist?

For example, even the Prince of Anyang County has to salute and respectfully call him a master when he sees a third-grade alchemist!

The Prince of Anyang County is like this, let alone ordinary people like them.

However, although everyone knows that this is a third-grade alchemist, they don't know who it is. This is also because third-grade alchemists usually stay at home and rarely show up, so even if they appear in front of the world, it is difficult to be recognized.

When the old auctioneer on the stage saw the old man in hemp clothes, he opened his mouth in surprise, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he held back and just bowed respectfully to the old man in hemp clothes from a distance.

Then, the old auctioneer said to Wang Lie and Ye Wenlong: "Master Wang, Master Ye, are you two still bidding?"

Bid?

How can you bid?

Wang Lie and Ye Wenlong were both livid. This was not what they wanted. They were obviously competing well, and suddenly a third-grade alchemist appeared in the middle to compete with them.

How strong is the financial strength of a third-grade alchemist?

It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as "rich enough to rival a city".

It is said that several third-grade alchemists in Anyang County have accumulated almost half of the wealth of the entire Anyang County. It is conceivable how strong their financial resources are.

Even if one hundred Wang families and one hundred Ye families are bundled together, it is probably difficult to compare with the wealth of this third-grade alchemist.

"I withdraw from the auction."

"I withdraw too."

At this time, Wang Lie and Ye Wenlong became brothers in distress. The two fought for the Purple Flame Pill for a long time, but in the end, no one got it.

As a result, the final transaction price of this Purple Flame Pill was fixed at 65,000 taels, and it was bought by the third-grade alchemist.

"Brother Jiang Shan, this is really unpredictable. I am ready to fight Ye Wenlong to the end. Who knew that a Cheng Yaojin would show up halfway, and he is a third-grade alchemist. Who can win? Damn it!"

Wang Lie showed an indignant look in front of Jiang Shan, cursing and complaining about his bad luck this time. He was interrupted by someone out of nowhere.

Jiang Shan forced a smile, but he was thinking in his heart that it was originally agreed to bid for two Purple Flame Pills, one for the Wang family and one for the Beijiang Mansion, but now he only bid for one. Could it be that the Wang family can still carry forward their style and give the Purple Flame Pill to his Beijiang Mansion?

Sure enough, Wang Lie's next sentence was full of apology: "Brother Jiang Shan, my Wang family's elder has been stuck in the seventh level of the Condensation Realm for a long time. You should give this Purple Flame Pill to him for now. Next time, I will definitely help you bid for another Purple Flame Pill."

Next time?

Who knows when the next Purple Flame Pill will appear?

Jiang Shan was extremely disappointed, but what could he say? The money was paid by others, and he was just living under someone else's roof.

"It's okay, Brother Wang." Jiang Shan forced a smile, but in his heart, a rift between him and the Wang family finally appeared.

Wang Lie's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his big hand to pat Jiang Shan's shoulder, grinning and said, "This is my good brother Jiang Shan! By the way, I remember that I still have some Yang Yuan Ling Liquid, I will give it to you later."

Although Yang Yuan Ling Liquid is far inferior to Zi Yan Dan, it is also a precious elixir. Jiang Shan finally felt a little more comfortable. It seems that the Wang family still values ​​him as an ally.

On the other side, Su Chen calculated in his mind that the four Zi Yan Dan sold for a total of 173,000 taels, which greatly exceeded his psychological expectations. Even if the 15% handling fee is deducted, and the 15,000 taels of the auction of Fire Spirit Stone are deducted, this time he also received a full 130,000 taels.

The purchasing power of the local people in Qinghe City alone would never be so high. It must be said that it was a correct choice to hand over the Purple Flame Pill to Wubaotang for auction. The powerful people from Anyang City invited by Wubaotang made Su Chen earn a lot more out of thin air.

Gu Qianyin also calculated the accounts and was secretly shocked. These silvers were equivalent to the income of Xingluanmen for three to five years, but for the alchemists, it was just the income from selling pills once.

Alchemists make too much money. It is a huge profit. No wonder everyone wants to become an alchemist.

However, Gu Qianyin was still very confused. Where did Su Chen's Purple Flame Pill come from? Could it be that he really made it himself?

"Auntie, you and Qianxue go back first. I'll go to the backstage."

Su Chen said to Xu Yin.

"Okay."

Xu Yin didn't suspect anything and thought Su Chen was just going to pay for the Fire Spirit Stone, so she nodded and left with Gu Qianxue.

"Su Chen, you have so many Purple Flame Pills, why don't you give one to your aunt? I think she needs it."

After Xu Yin walked away, Gu Qianyin said beside Su Chen.

Su Chen smiled faintly and said nothing. How could Gu Qianyin know that he left the highest quality Purple Flame Pill for Xu Yin, but there was no need to explain these things to Gu Qianyin, and he didn't bother to explain.

Seeing him like this, Gu Qianyin misunderstood and thought to himself that it seemed that his guess was right. The Purple Flame Pill was not made by this guy at all. He didn't have the right to control the Purple Flame Pill at all, but was only responsible for selling it.

Thinking of this, Gu Qianyin even felt a little contempt for Su Chen, thinking that this guy was too vain. It was obviously not the pill he made, but he pretended as if he made it, and pretended to be Master Chen. Isn't he afraid of being discovered?

While Gu Qianyin was complaining, Su Chen had already walked to the exchange counter and successfully exchanged the consignment token for the Fire Spirit Stone and 132,000 taels of silver notes.

The good thing about Wubaotang is that they only recognize the token and not the person, so even though Su Chen did not use the identity of "Master Chen" in the black robe and cloak yesterday, Wubaotang still handed the things and money to him very happily.

Su Chen put away the Fire Spirit Stone and money, and walked out of the backstage of the auction hall with Gu Qianyin.

A moment later, the old man who was a third-grade alchemist just now hurriedly walked into the backstage and came to a counter.

The Wubaotang clerk behind the counter looked at the old man with awe and asked, "Sir, are you here to pick up the Purple Flame Pill?"