Yun chujiu still had her eyes on the 100-year-old fire marrow, and there were many people around her.
The stall owner praised the cluster of fire marrow to the sky, but in the end, he still used the method of the highest bidder to get it.
This cluster of fire marrow seemed to only be around 200 years old, and it couldn’t be compared to the previous one, so everyone’s bid was relatively low.
“300,000!”
“Three hundred and fifty thousand!”
“Four hundred thousand!”
..
When the price reached eight hundred thousand, the increase in price became sparse.
Yun chujiu squeezed into the crowd and shouted, “One million and five hundred thousand!”
The stall owner was stunned at first, then his face was filled with ecstasy. However, before he could say anything, Shi Dukuan said loudly, “One million and six hundred thousand!”