In the private room No. 1 of Tianzi, Qian Daoliu's expression became a little strange.
Another god?
Still a "flavor god"?
What kind of messy titles are these?
Why not just call him the God of Cookery?
The God of Cookery...
Qian Daoliu's brows frowned slightly, and his fingers tapped on the armrest unconsciously.
If he is the God of Cookery, this name seems somewhat familiar.
He tried hard to search through the vast sea of memories, and seemed to remember that he had seen a scrap of records in the oldest secret books of Wuhun Palace.
The record is unclear. It only says that in ancient times, there was a god who used "food" to prove the Tao and had great divine power.
Could this so-called "God of Flavor" be the "God of Food"?
Salt condensed by a fallen god's divine power...
Qian Daoliu's eyes flickered.
The value of this thing is probably even higher than what the auctioneer Doudou described.
While he was thinking, Doudou Qingyue's voice sounded again on the auction stage.
"【Salt with the Taste of Reality】, the starting price is one million gold soul coins! Each time the bid is increased, it must not be less than 100,000 gold soul coins! The bidding begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the quotations sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain.
「One million and one hundred thousand!」
“One million and three hundred thousand! I want this thing. I will go out to practice in the future and I will never have to chew on those dry biscuits that can chip my teeth!” A rough voice shouted.
"One and a half million! You bunch of reckless men only know how to eat! The real value of this thing is to lay the foundation for the younger generation! My grandson is six years old this year and is preparing to awaken his martial spirit. With this, the future is limitless!"
"Well said! I'll pay you two million! I'll take it back and give it to my spleen. The weird master, in order to break through to Soul Douluo, drank medicine every day and almost went crazy!"
"Two million and a half million! I have a more bold idea, you guys think, if you sprinkle this salt on the soul beast's flesh..."
"Will you taste the soul power it cultivated during its lifetime?"
This imaginative suggestion made the venue quiet for a moment, and then more heated discussions broke out.
"Holy shit! That makes sense!"
"If we could taste the soul power, wouldn't it be of great benefit to our understanding and absorption of soul rings?"
"Three and a half million! Don't rob me! I'm the one doing research on soul beasts! "
"Five million! What a waste of research! I just want to taste what a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast tastes like!"
The atmosphere in the venue has become a bit crazy, and all kinds of weird uses have been proposed one by one, from improving food to assisting in training, from pleasing elders to tasting soul beasts.
This small bottle of salt seems to have become an omnipotent master key.
The price soared and soon exceeded the 10 million mark.
Qian Daoliu's eyes were always locked on the small white jade bottle.
Improve physical fitness...remove impurities...gentle nourish...
These words accurately hit the softest part of his heart.
Chue'er's talent is unique, and she is destined to embark on an extremely difficult and dangerous road in the future.
He will never let go of any treasure that can lay a stronger foundation for her and reduce any risk.
Compared to those overbearing elixirs, this kind of silent nourishment is the best.
It will not interfere with Xueer's own angelic inheritance, but will only subtly refine her body to be more perfect.
Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu no longer hesitated in his heart.
At this time, the price off the court has been raised to 32 million gold soul coins. This is already a sky-high price that prohibits most forces.
Just when Doudou was about to raise the hammer, an old and majestic voice came faintly from the Tianzi No. 1 private room, clearly resounding in every corner of the entire auction house.
"Fifty million."
Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the Tianzi No. 1 private room that hung high on the top and was always as silent as a mountain. They remained silent.
On the auction stage, Doudou was somewhat used to it.
"The distinguished guest in Tianzi No. 1 private room bids 50 million gold soul coins! Is there a higher price?"
She looked around the whole place, and wherever she looked, everyone avoided her sight.
When he heard the offer of "fifty million", his hand holding the tea cup couldn't help but shake. A few drops of hot tea spilled, but he didn't even notice.
Crazy, really crazy.
A bottle of salt was sold for a sky-high price of 50 million gold soul coins.
This is no longer outrageous, this is fantasy.
It is indeed something from the divine realm.
At the moment when the auction hammer fell, the familiar mechanical sound sounded in his mind.
【Ding! The ninth lot [Salt with Real Taste] was successfully auctioned! ]
【Transaction price: 50 million gold soul coins! ]
【Trigger five hundred times auction return! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the "Eating Iron Manual"! 】
Ning Liu's expression froze.
Eat...Eat the Iron Scripture?
What the hell?
He rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw it correctly.
One skill?
Is it still about eating?
Eat iron?
Ning Liu's mouth twitched.
Has his system gone further and further down a strange route?
First it is the pillow of the sleeping god, and now it is the secret book of eating iron from the god of flavor...