Intense Competition

Lin yuelan seemed to think that the crowd was not lively enough. She ordered the people to continue shouting, " 1.8 million!"

"Two million!" box one followed.

"Two million two hundred thousand!" In room six.

"Two million five hundred thousand!" In room number two.

Lin Xujie asked seriously, " master, do you still want to continue bidding? "

Lin yuelan nodded, "Continue! Three million!"

Lin Deshan's hand trembled when he heard the astronomical figure. Then, he put down the cup and said worriedly, "Girl, isn't that too high? What if there's no more bidding?"

What he meant was that with such a high price of three million, if others didn't follow the price and wanted her to buy his ginseng, that would be a little too much.

Lin yuelan smiled and said, " Grandpa, don't worry. No matter how high the price is, someone will buy it. They're not people who lack money."

Lin Deshan was confused.