The middle-aged man's angry words not only failed to intimidate the proprietors of Antique Street but instead, ignited their greed and disdain.

An elderly man who was familiar with them quickly said, "Zhiyong, don't be rude."

He then turned to Sun Kaiping and solemnly explained, "My friend, I can understand the joy of hunting when you see such a perfect Blood Ganoderma, but what makes this Blood Ganoderma precious is that it is still young and growing."

"If you buy it and don't know how to cultivate it or use it, not only would it be a waste of heaven's treasures, but you also would have spent a lot of money in vain. So, my friend, please consider this a small favor to an old man, and do not compete with me anymore."

Upon hearing this, Sun Kaiping laughed, "This Provincial City is full of talented people, finding an agriculture graduate who knows how to cultivate is not difficult at all, and knowing how to use it is also no problem for me."

"Now these two Ganoderma are still small; as long as they grow big enough, there will naturally be people scrambling to buy them."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in his mid-thirties furiously said, "You shameless, money-grubbing merchant, if you don't know your limits, don't blame me for being harsh on you."

Upon hearing this, Manager Ma laughed loudly, "Oh, trying to scare us, huh? If that's the case, I also have to get involved with this Divine Horse Ganoderma."

"Zhiyong! Step back!" The old man frowned and scolded, then said, "The young man doesn't understand, I beg you all to forgive him. I want to buy this Blood Ganoderma because my disciple is severely injured and needs it to save his life."

"So I ask you all, please show mercy."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the Antique Street proprietors shone frighteningly bright.

Earlier, when the old man had said that he had traveled across the country to find this Blood Ganoderma and couldn't control his tears, many proprietors on Antique Street had already realized that this Blood Ganoderma was undoubtedly very precious.

Now hearing that the old man needed it to save someone's life, didn't that mean as long as it was within his acceptable price range, he would definitely buy it?

Moreover, rare life-saving medicine always represents huge profits.

"Three thousand two hundred per gram, I'll take it," said the chubby proprietor twirling his Jadeite Ring, his eyes greedily fixed on Shen Qiang.

Shen Qiang felt somewhat awkward; selling this Blood Ganoderma was partly because its variety was not good, partly because he was short of money, but the main reason was that Shen Qiang knew the old man needed it to save someone.

So Shen Qiang initially intended to just sell the Blood Ganoderma directly to the old man at a reasonable price.

But he hadn't expected this.

With their crying and fussing,

they had brought these people of Antique Street into the fray.

If Sun Kaiping's bid had initially maybe been just to help Shen Qiang boost the price, now, the chubby proprietor whom Shen Qiang wasn't familiar with, bidding greedily at three thousand two hundred per gram, made Shen Qiang realize that they genuinely wanted it.

Yet this item, in the old man's hands, could save lives, but in their hands, it would only be for resale.

Just as Shen Qiang was pondering how to dissuade them, the always silent beautiful manager Xu Nan said smiling, "On behalf of Wan Xin He Sheng, I bid three thousand five hundred per gram."

Shen Qiang was stunned and astonished.

Upon hearing this price, the celebratory young man's legs trembled.

"Damn, three thousand five hundred per gram, that's three hundred fifty million for a thousand grams, this big fungus weighs at least a thousand grams, that's over five million! I almost carelessly threw it away just now."

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man standing behind the old man, unable to suppress his annoyance, coldly said, "Wan Xin He Sheng, are you also bidding?"

Xu Nan smiled with her eyes curving, "I have long heard of the great reputation of Blood Ganoderma but never had the chance to see it. Now that I have, how could I possibly miss it."

"Shameless!" The young girl standing beside the elderly man, her eyes red with anger, shouted, "My father spent all his efforts exploring the whole nation to find a cure for my dad's illness, and now that we've just discovered it, you all swarm here greedily to snatch it away. Have you no shame?"

Hearing this, Mr. Ma chuckled.

"Young lady, don't be so self-righteous. Your father needs saving, but do others' loved ones not need saving too? In this world, those with wealth prevail; don't you even understand such a simple concept?"

After speaking, Mr. Ma gave Xu Nan a slight smile and said, "If I bid 3,600, I guess Manager Xu would surely follow, so I'll cut to the chase. I can offer up to 4,000 per gram. Any higher, and I'm out."

Hearing this, Xu Nan didn't even twitch an eyelid, "4,500 per gram, Mr. Ma, you can pull out now."

Xu Nan's reaction was composed.

Mr. Ma shrugged helplessly.

But the eyes of the many other antique street bosses brightened even more.

After all, Wan Xinhe Sheng, known never to make a losing deal, was considered a guiding light.

If she could bid 4,500 without hesitation, it indicated that the item's value was far beyond that.

"4,600," Sun Kaiping's fingers tapped increasingly faster.

Xu Nan remained calm, "4,700."

At this point, the elderly man, unable to contain himself any longer, stared anxiously at Shen Qiang and said, "5,000, I bid 5,000 per gram, young friend, help me out here, you should understand that this item is of little use in their hands."

"6,000," Xu Nan's expression remained as tranquil as a still pond.

The elderly man became frantic, "This item is still growing, taking it now would be a waste of heavenly resources, 6,500, I bid 6,500."

Shen Qiang, in silence, looked at the young girl beside the old man, who was now on the verge of tears, then at the elderly man's anxious eyes.

Shen Qiang suddenly felt somewhat uneasy.

If it was true that Shen Qiang had no way to cultivate Blood Ganoderma or better strains, then even if the offered price was high, Shen Qiang would never sell the Blood Ganoderma, given its crucial life-saving potential at critical moments.

But now, it was different; beneath his feet, the entire floor was filled with higher quality Blood Ganoderma.

"10,000!" At that moment, Xu Nan bid calmly.

The elderly man gritted his teeth, about to make another bid.

Shen Qiang said indifferently, "Sorry everyone, to interrupt, I didn't invite you all here today because I wanted to hold an auction, so there's no need for more bids, I will decide how this item is sold."

Everyone was stunned.

Shen Qiang walked up to the table and said, "I, Shen Qiang, love money, but I do have my principles."

"Every person cannot escape the inevitability of life and death. Imagine if one of you had a beloved family member sick and bedridden, and after traveling the entire nation, you finally found the hope to save them, only to have the medicine bought at a high price by someone else for reselling. How would you feel?"

Shen Qiang's words left everyone present in silence.

"So let's not fight over this anymore, I won't auction the Blood Ganoderma, no more bidding, I will sell it to this elderly gentleman for whatever he offers!"

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