153 Becoming A Millionaire

Li Ming stared at the teacup in her hands in a daze. If she had any idea that the past twenty minutes were going to be the most boring and irritating minutes of her life, she would probably have formed some ideas to keep herself entertained.

The first jar of the pills was sold to the person in the private room on the fourth floor in 500,000 silver taels.

The crowd had probably given up on the first jar thinking that there were still three more jars left for them. Unknown to the fact that they all were in for a surprise.

As the next jar of the third level middle-grade healing pills were announced to be brought to the podium for its auction, everyone was surprised after knowing the grade of the pills. Not only that but the starting price of the auction was set at 100,000 silver taels.

For the next twenty minutes, the crowd kept raising the price at a snail's speed. Neither were they giving up on the pills nor were they placing a high price to buy it.