Chapter 161

Ye Yu looks at Han Shiyue, his future father-in-law, and asks with a smile, "how much do you want to bid for this old man, eh?"

"Five billion!"

The face of the moon in the Han Dynasty is not willing to give up, but still firmly said.

"Hiss! Five billion? How could Han Shiyue bid five billion? "

"I know him! Worthy of a confidant in wine! If I had five billion yuan for my private house, I would bid for it! "

"Mr. Han is so awesome! Peak auction is even better! "

Many people praised Han Shiyue's generosity of throwing billions, but even more marveled at the magic of the peak auction, even this kind of wine rich luminous cup.

In the face of all the praise, Han Shiyue smiles and seems to be only a drizzle!

Although Han Shiyue didn't seem to care, his heart was throbbing with pain. Although he was worth hundreds of billions, all the liquidity was taken out at once.

However, Han Shiyue stares at Ye Yu's luminous cup and instantly feels the value of the five billion flowers!

"Five billion for the first time!"

"Five billion second time!

"Five billion for the third time! Congratulations to this gentleman, bidding for the luminous cup! "

Ye Yu smiled and clapped, "Han Dong is arrogant!"

Use the cup of luminous light that is useless to yourself, and in an instant, you will get 5 billion yuan of wealth. Look! Making money is so simple!

Han Shiyue carefully took over the luminous cup handed by Ye Yu. His excited body trembled a little and lifted the luminous cup, just like the whole world.

Pa Pa Pa!

After clapping, Ye Yu attracted people's attention and said softly, "the following auction is the last one at Summit auction."

Everyone listened to it, and they were all interested. The things in front of them are so amazing. How amazing will this last auction be?

Click!

With the rise of the exhibition platform, one of the things on it attracted people's attention.

This is a thread bound book, about one finger thick pages are bound with dense twine.

The old yellow pages, the edges of which have been set very smooth, seem to be often turned over.

There are only five traditional characters in written form, "Thirteen needles of Guimen".

Seeing the old thread binding book, all the people present murmured.

"Is this a book? It looks very old. What kind of precious orphan is it? "

"Ghost door thirteen stitches? What a strange name. What kind of book is it? "

"This last auction is really strange. It's a book? Peak auction is not afraid of streaming auction! "

But the people in the field are still knowledgeable.

Liu Feng's eyes fixed on the book and murmured, "is this the thirteen needles of the ghost gate that Ye Yu used to use before?"

Before I saw that Ye Yu used more than ten acupuncture needles to save Tang Shi. Liu Feng, a doctor, naturally remembered this magical acupuncture method.

Liu Feng accompanied his tutor to come here this time. He just wanted to see this mysterious script.

Standing beside Liu Feng is his tutor, President of the first Central Hospital of Mingzhou City, Professor of Neurosurgery, well-known academician of China, Cai Xiuyuan!

Cai Xiuyuan wiped away the excited tears with his old hands, "it finally appears! I thought this kind of needlework had disappeared in the torrent of history! I didn't want to see it in my lifetime! "

Cai Xiuyuan turned to look at Liu Feng and said firmly, "Xiao Feng, this book must be photographed! This is the most precious treasure left by our ancestors! "

Liu Feng nodded excitedly, "don't worry, mentor! I'll take a picture of it! "

Then Liu Feng's face changed. He said carefully to Cai Xiuyuan, "Sir, I'm afraid we don't have enough money for this!"

The previous night light cup has already been sold for 5 billion yuan. I don't know how terrible this last auction will be!