"Hmm."
Lin Yixuan obediently nodded, walking to the railing and peeking down.
In a moment, he turned towards his sister with a teasing smile, "The bidding for the stone tablet starts at a hundred thousand taels, but nobody is bidding. The auctioneer has already called out for the third time, and if there are still no bids, it's going to be passed over."
"Yixuan, bid."
Lin Qingluo responded without any hesitation, "One hundred and one thousand taels, buy that stone tablet."
"Okay."
Lin Yixuan always trusted his sister, believing that everything she did was right.
"One hundred and one thousand taels."
He leaned half of his body out of the box and called out. His somewhat immature voice sounded like music to the ears of the auctioneer.
"One hundred and one thousand taels once, one hundred and one thousand taels twice, one hundred and one thousand taels three times, sold!"
The auctioneer pounded his gavel, visibly excited.
"Sister, it's sold."