Xie Jiuniang grinned, revealing a set of small white teeth, and she lifted the wooden hairpin, saying, "Come, come, come, according to the rules of the Fangshi, where items have multiple bidders, the one who offers the highest price will win! The starting bid is one spirit stone, and you cannot raise the bid by less than one hundred."
The onlookers called out in shamelessness.
"I bid one hundred and one spirit stones," a little boy was the first to offer.
Cheng Huaixin said, "Then I bid one hundred fifty."
"I bid two hundred fifty... no, I bid five hundred," the little boy held up five fingers, looking triumphantly at Cheng Huaixin.
Cheng Huaixin bid again.
The two went back and forth until the price reached fifteen thousand.
The onlookers were stunned.
Were these two fools? A common wooden hairpin, and yet they were willing to pay a sky-high price for it.
When Cheng Huaixin called out eighteen thousand, the little boy showed a look of struggle.
