Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 541: Raise the Price!_1

Chapter 541: Chapter 541: Raise the Price!_1

At two in the afternoon, a man in a designer black suit and gold-rimmed glasses stepped onto the auction stage.

He glanced at the audience below and gave a slight smile before saying, "Hello everyone, I am Jiang Fan, the host of the Wen Family auction. Now we will begin the first medicinal herb auction."

"Qilian Mountains’ nine-year-old Hancongshu, this herb has a pungent smell and can dispel wind and relieve cold, improve vision, and cleanse impurities. It’s an unparalleled medicine for treating cold-induced illnesses and eye diseases."

"This herb has been personally appraised by renowned medical experts and is guaranteed to be of the highest quality, so please bid with confidence!"

"The starting bid is one hundred and fifty thousand, with increments of ten thousand each."

As his voice fell, an eighty-centimeter tall, pitch-black plant was carried onto the auction stage.

Immediately, the crowd below stirred and many seemed eager to try their luck.

Most of those who had come to participate in the medicinal herb auction had at least some understanding of herbs.

Hancongshu thrives in the shade, often found in the sparse forests on the lower slopes of hills. It has a strong survival capacity, but most only live for three years and have very limited medicinal effects. Only a few can survive beyond that term.

A five-year-old Hancongshu is already extremely rare in the medicinal herb market, with prices starting from a few thousand yuan per gram.

A nine-year-old plant like this one can be considered top-notch, and a starting price of one hundred and fifty thousand really isn’t expensive.

Soon, a relatively young man spoke up, "My grandma’s eyesight has always been poor, and this Hancongshu is quite effective for improving vision. I bid one hundred and sixty thousand!"

"I bid one hundred and seventy thousand!"

Another middle-aged man didn’t waste any words and directly raised his bidding card and shouted.

"Adding ten thousand each time is too boring, I bid two hundred and thirty thousand!"

"Hey, if you say fifty thousand, then it’s fifty thousand. I bid two hundred and fifty thousand!"

"I bid three hundred thousand..."

The shoutings of the bidders grew louder and more numerous, driving the price steeply upwards, until the nine-year-old Hancongshu finally sold for seven hundred and sixty thousand.

Quickly, the second, the third, and the fourth plants were sold in succession.

Mo Han was sitting in the audience, yawning.

Although the previous plants were precious, they failed to pique his interest. It seemed he would have to wait for the extremely valuable Roucongrong at the end.

As he was thinking, the auctioneer had already announced the fifth lot, "Fifty-year-old Prince Ginseng from the Changbai Mountains. You are all experts here, so I won’t go into detail about its effects. It’s a major tonic, with a starting bid of two million! The bid will increase by one hundred thousand at a time!"

Fifty-year-old Prince Ginseng?

Upon hearing about this herb, Mo Han immediately perked up.

Prince Ginseng, also known as child ginseng, was first recorded in the "Newly Compiled Materia Medica." The herb is sweet, slightly bitter, and neutral in nature, leaning slightly towards cool. It not only fortifies qi but also nourishes yin and generates fluids. Its medicinal strength is gentle and it is considered a prime example of a mild tonic, suitable for treating conditions such as spleen and lung deficiencies, insufficiency of both qi and yin, and lack of fluids.

Simply put, it is a major tonic, and its effects are very significant.

It is also one of the key ingredients recorded in "Zixiao Danfang" for concocting the important Yangqi Elixir.

Considering this, Mo Han was the first to raise bidding card number 120, "I bid two million!"

"I bid two million two hundred thousand!"

"I bid two million three hundred thousand!"

"I bid..."

The scene quickly erupted into a spirited bidding war, and in no time, the price was inflated to four million.

Mo Han was attending an auction for the first time and hadn’t expected the price to rise so quickly. Hesitant, he raised his card again, "I bid five million!"

Boom!

The venue fell silent, and almost everyone’s gaze turned to Mo Han.

Most had been raising their bids by only ten or twenty thousand, but Mo Han went straight for an increase of one million, showing a clear determination to win.

Hmm? Mo Han made a move?

Tao Pinggui, who had been keeping an eye on Mo Han, immediately signaled his nephew, "Dong Lai, it seems this little rascal is really keen on this herb. Shall we get involved?"

"Heh, of course!" Tao Donglai chuckled sinisterly, glanced at Dr. Wang beside him, and asked, "Dr. Wang, how much do you think this Prince Ginseng is worth at most?"

Dr. Wang stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and replied, "Eight million, no more than eight million!"

"Good."

Tao Donglai acknowledged, without any hesitation raised bidding card number 16, "Eight million!"

Boom!

The hall once again fell silent, and almost no one dared to breathe loudly.

In a flash, everyone’s attention was once again focused on the owner of card number 16.

When they saw who it was, everyone let out a wry smile.

"I was wondering who could be so extravagant, instantly adding three million. Turns out it’s Tao Donglai, the eldest son of Tao Corporation."

"There’s no competing with that. Their family’s worth is in the hundreds of billions. It’s just too easy for them to buy a herb."

"Oh well, I give up. The Tao Family is known for being overbearing, and if I keep bidding Tao might hold a grudge against me."

"Though this Prince Ginseng is of good quality, the star item of the auction hasn’t come out yet..."

Almost simultaneously, everyone decided to give up on competing with Tao Donglai for the Prince Ginseng.

In their eyes, offending the major heir of the Tao Family over a fifty-year-old Prince Ginseng wasn’t worth it.

Seeing no further bids, the auctioneer hesitated briefly before picking up the gavel and announcing, "If no one else is bidding, then this fifty-year-old Prince Ginseng will go to guest number 16."

"Eight million for the first time..."

As he was speaking, Tao Donglai, who was holding card number 16, stood up. He adjusted his suit, looked at Mo Han with indifference, and gestured provocatively, "Mo, why aren’t you bidding anymore? I was waiting for you to make a bid."

"Come on!"