There was silence in the hall.
Song Yutang is still standing, with no waves visible on his face.
She didn't even look in that direction, she just raised her hand and gently smoothed the broken hair around her ears. "Six hundred million."
"Seven billion." There was a clear sense of oppression in the hoarse voice.
These two simple words speak loud and clear.
Some people began to whisper, while others craned their necks to watch the excitement.
Even the auctioneer couldn't help but his hands were shaking, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. "For the first time in 700 million..."
Song Yutang just stood up slowly, his skirt swaying gently at his feet.
Her chin was slightly raised, her red lips parted slightly and she said, "Light the sky lantern."
The whole hall was dead silent.
Immediately afterwards, the entire hall exploded.
"Light the sky lantern? Is she crazy?"
"This means there is no limit to the top. She will follow whatever the opponent throws."
"What is this woman's background? When did Cloud City become such a character..."
Whispers came like a tide, and countless eyes looked at the closed box door with horror.
Jiang Guoqiang and Li Xiulan looked at each other blankly.
"Daughter-in-law, what do you mean by lighting a sky lantern?" Jiang Guoqiang asked in a low voice.
"It seems to mean that no matter how much money the other party offers..." Li Xiulan has seen this situation in the short play.
Even Butler Wang's expression changed. He stepped forward and whispered in Song Yutang's ear, "Young Madam, I'm afraid it's hard to explain to the old man if you do this. Lighting sky lanterns is not a child's play. If the other party fights to the death..."
Song Yutang, however, was calm and composed, with even a hint of a smile on his lips, "Since I dare, I am sure. The other party must be checking my background now. Uncle Wang, please do it and send me my identity and background."
Butler Wang looked at those eyes as calm as water, and felt an inexplicable feeling of confidence. "Yes."
This young lady has never done anything unsafe since the day she stepped into the Jiang Family.
After Butler Wang left, Jiang Guoqiang approached cautiously. "Yutang, why do they all have such expressions? Is this... is the lamp too bright?"
Song Yutang turned to look at his father-in-law, smiling confidently, "Dad, don't worry. Soon our family will be rich, and you will soon become the inheritor of intangible cultural heritage."
Jiang Guoqiang is even more confused.
Li Xiulan is also confused.
But the two looked at each other and gave a thumbs up in unison.
Can't understand.
But listen to you.
In the opposite compartment, Jiang Muyan was still leaning on the sofa calmly and calmly.
Dial Zhao Chuan casually. "Zhao Chuan, check how much liquidity I still have in my name."
Gu Zheng jumped up suddenly. "Are you crazy? Are you really going to play with her?"
Jiang Muyan raised her eyes to look at him and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Song Yutang is sensible and would not do such a thing for no reason. She should have some confidence in her heart."
"Then you still chip in the money?"
Jiang Muyan rolled her eyes at him, but raised the corners of her mouth slightly. "If I can't tell her the truth, what use does she have in having me as her husband?"
Gu Zheng The corner of his mouth twitched, he sat back on the sofa and started to pinch Renzhong again.
Jiang Muyan paused and his voice slowed down a bit. "Yutang is not a cook, so why does she want that recipe? It should be for my dad to take pictures."
"Your dad?"
"Didn't you eat at my restaurant? In fact, my father is also the heir to the Royal Chef of the He family. Before Jiang Family was found, he had been opening a small restaurant to support our family. He was good at craftsmanship and his business was good, but he was too tired from working early to late. When I was still in college, I wanted to help him open a private restaurant for the inheritance of intangible cultural heritage. Later, he donated a kidney and was not in good health, so the matter was delayed."
He picked up the tea cup and took a sip gently. "Song Yutang Since you are serious, I, as your son, can't just watch, right?"
Gu Zheng was silent.
After a while, he patted Jiang Muyan on the shoulder. "Sister-in-law is indeed a good woman."
Jiang Muyan corrected him. "She is a virtuous and virtuous woman."
Gu Zheng The corners of his mouth began to twitch again. "...??"
Are you looking for a virtuous woman who is a male model?
Is your filter a bit too thick?
In He Family Catering's box, the current chairman He Bingzheng looked ugly. "Go and find out what the other party's background is."
Even though he said this, he continued to raise the price.
But this time, the price increase method is much gentler.
But as time went by, it still rose to one billion.
He Bingzheng's face turned even more ugly. When he was hesitating whether to follow him or not, the assistant hurriedly opened the door and whispered in his ear, "The chairman found it, that is Jiang Family's box..."
He Bingzheng's expression changed again.
From livid to stunned, from stunned to weird. "Jiang Group doesn't have a catering-related industry, why do you need recipes?"
The assistant swallowed. "I heard... the eldest son of the richest man is a chef."
"Oh? Which brand? What's the market value?"
"Uh..." the assistant's voice became smaller and smaller. "Young Master Jiang drove a Little Jiang Sichuan Restaurant when he was young. He built a work shed next to the construction site and put the table outside. The average consumption per capita was ten yuan. Later, he saved some money and opened a Old Jiang Sichuan Restaurant in the old city with an area of more than 100 square meters... The average consumption per capita was thirty yuan..."
He Bingzheng:"..."
He was silent for a long time.
It took so long that the assistant thought he had fainted from anger.
Finally, He Bingzheng rubbed his temples and let out a helpless sigh, "Forget it. In Cloud City's realm, there is no need to get too tense with the Jiang Family. Since the other party is also a cook, then... let's give it to them for the time being."
Those who can come to this auction are all fine people.
He Family Catering suddenly stopped and everyone in the audience saw it.
Isn't this clear?
He Family, who was bound to win, has abstained from voting. How powerful is the other party?
Besides, the value of the manuscript as a cultural relic is almost zero, and its greatest value is the recipe and cultural symbolism.
It takes up space to take pictures of irrelevant people and stuff them into the safe, so why bother fighting with people who don't know the details?
For a while, no one raised a sign anymore.
The auctioneer swallowed and raised his gavel tremblingly. "The first time for a billion... the second time for a billion... sold."
The final word.
Song Yutang finally smiled.
The smile is as bright as the spring sunshine in March.
Jiang Guoqiang is not so optimistic.
I hesitated several times before finally speaking, "Tang..."
"Huh?"
"Um..." He rubbed his hands and smiled a little cautiously, "If the old man gets angry when you go back, just say that I forced you to buy it. I am also the inheritor of He Imperial Cuisine, and I must have this handbook. I am his biological son, and my kidney is still with him. He will scold me a few times at most."
Li Xiulan also came up, his face turned pale, but he managed to force out a smile, "Yes, yes, this money is a bit much... but money can't buy health. He can live well now, thanks to your dad. You can be angry when you are angry, but you can't really do anything to him..."
Song Yutang was stunned again.
These simple parents-in-law, even though they were scared to death, rushed to shoulder the responsibility.
Song Yutang felt mixed emotions in his heart and curled his lips slyly. "Dad, Mom, since I dare to spend this money, I feel justified. Don't worry."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang.
Two words flashed on the screen: Grandpa.