"Ha ha, you'll know if you look down." Hua Qianfeng didn't argue with him, just a faint smile.

He suffered a lot in Gu Fenghua's hands. He no longer despised Gu Fenghua, but also believed in his own judgment.

After a while, many people regained consciousness from shock, and finally accepted the fact that the dandy daughter bought an ancient artifact with only 8000 medium-sized Holy Spirit stones. They all looked at Gu Fenghua with envy.

"This girl, I don't know if you will sell this rosefinch musical instrument to me. I'm willing to sell 20000 pieces of medium quality Holy Spirit stones." That smelter's intestines are going to regret green, almost beating his chest and feet to Gu Fenghua said.

Looking at Gu Fenghua's previous appearance, he is obviously angry with himself, but he may not get much money. As long as she insists on it, she will retreat sooner or later. Unfortunately, she hesitated for a moment and missed such a treasure!

"Not for sale!" Gu Fenghua raised his head, looked at him contemptuously and said that he looked like a peacock - since he wanted to pretend to be a spoiled daughter, the more he pretended, the better.

"Thirty thousand." The refiner clenched his teeth and added ten thousand.

"Not for sale!" This time, Gu Fenghua didn't even bother to look at him.

"Although the instrument of this Guqin revives, there is only one string left. It will take you a lot of time, energy and money to completely repair it. It's also a waste of money to keep it in your hands. Why don't you sell it to someone who is predestined and live up to Ye Jianli's efforts." The master said earnestly.

Gu Fenghua didn't want to talk to him before, mainly for the purpose of pretending to paralyze outsiders. He didn't have any opinions on him. When he heard this, he wanted to scold him: what's a person with fate? If you are a person with fate, I'm not. You want to take advantage of Miss Ben. Do you really think I'm a brain wreck who can only act on impulse.

"It's just 30000 pieces of medium-sized Holy Spirit stone. I want to buy such ancient artifact. Thanks to your age, don't you want your face?" Before Gu Fenghua could scold, some people in the crowd could not help yelling.

Although Gu Fenghua only used 8000 pieces of Chinese Holy Spirit stone to photograph this rosefinch musical instrument, the ancient instrument at that time was almost completely damaged, and there was no possibility of even repairing it. It would take a lot of space if you didn't give it away for free?

Now, thanks to the bad luck, Gu Fenghua wakes up the spirit of the instrument. Even if the rosefinch musical instrument can't restore the power of the semi divine instrument, it can't be bought by tens of thousands of medium-quality Holy Spirit stones.

"100000 Chinese Holy Spirit stones." The old craftsman turned red and began to raise the price again.

"I'll pay 150000." As soon as the words fell, someone in the crowd followed.

"Two hundred thousand." This time, the master did not hesitate and made up his mind.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand." The other side obviously refused to show weakness.

"Three hundred thousand."

"Three hundred and fifty thousand."

……

The two people's bidding is getting higher and higher, but the others didn't join in the fun. There is one thing that the craftsman said correctly. Although the name of the great saint Yiyin Qin is very big, there is only one string left now. If you want to repair it, you don't know how much time, energy and money it will cost. Unless you are proficient in the way of refining, it's a waste of money and a waste of money for ordinary sages to buy it.

"Four hundred and fifty thousand."

"Half a million!"

The competition between the two returned to its earlier intensity, and soon the price was raised to 500000 yuan.