519: Chapter 519 100,000 Stones, the Auction Climax!

Under the relentless pestering of his wife, a nobleman gritted his teeth, raised his sign, and shouted, "Thirty-five thousand dan!"

"Whew!"

Seeing that someone had placed a bid, Zhang Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as even one noblewoman bid, this light catcher wouldn't go unsold.

Seeing a noblewoman start bidding, the others were unwilling to be left behind.

"Thirty-six thousand dan!"

A noblewoman dressed in a floor-length, goose-yellow gown immediately followed with a bid.

This action instantly triggered a chain reaction.

A noblewoman in purplish-red finery, unwilling to be outdone, snapped her fan shut and cried out, "Forty thousand dan!"

Zhang Qian couldn't help but curl his lips upward; how much time had even passed? Compared to the starting price, it had already increased by ten thousand dan of grain!

Looking at the restless noblewomen below, he knew the bidding would only go higher.

"Forty-five thousand dan!"

A plump noblewoman in a sapphire-blue brocade robe joined the fray, hands on her hips, her eyes flashing with a fierce spirit.

"This light catcher is mine, no one else even think about taking it from me!"

Her husband stood by with a forced smile, hurriedly agreeing with her.

At this moment, a noblewoman who had remained silent stood up, her aura cold, elegant, and noble.

She glanced briefly at the other bidders, a confident smile touching her lips, and then spoke slowly, "Fifty thousand dan."

Her voice wasn't loud, yet it instantly silenced the entire auction hall.

"Fifty thousand dan, once!"

Zhang Qian shouted excitedly, his eyes sparkling with surprise; he hadn't expected the price to climb so quickly under the noblewomen's competition.

Just as everyone thought the cold and elegant noblewoman would secure the light catcher, a noblewoman in an emerald-green gown embroidered with butterflies couldn't sit still any longer.

She stood up abruptly, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "Fifty-five thousand dan!"

"Sixty thousand dan!"

The wife of the nobleman wearing a jeweled crown also couldn't keep her seat; she gripped her husband's arm so tightly her nails almost sank into his flesh.

Seeing the expectant look in his wife's eyes, the nobleman gritted his teeth and raised the bid.

"Sixty-five thousand dan!"

The noblewoman in the goose-yellow gown from before jumped back into the fray.

The price continued to climb, and the competition between the noblewomen grew increasingly fierce.

Some noblewomen began to sob softly, using tears to sway their husbands; others constantly criticized their rivals, trying to disrupt their bidding rhythm; some even stood on their chairs, shouting out prices with a posture that screamed they wouldn't stop until they won.

"Eighty thousand dan!"

The cold and elegant noblewoman from before bid again, her gaze resolute.

"Eighty-five thousand dan!"

A noblewoman in a pink gauze dress shrieked, her voice sharp and piercing, breaking the brief silence.

Her husband looked miserable, his forehead drenched in sweat, but under his wife's pressure, he could only brace himself and continue to raise the bid.

By now, the atmosphere in the auction hall had reached its peak; everyone held their breath, watching the light catcher on stage and the noblewomen competing fiercely below.

"Ninety thousand dan!"

The fierce noblewoman in the sapphire-blue brocade robe raised the bid again, her face flushed red, clearly under immense pressure.

"Ninety-five thousand dan!"

The noblewoman in the purplish-red finery was not to be outdone, her voice cracking slightly with excitement.

"One hundred thousand dan!"

The cold and elegant noblewoman spoke once more; her voice remained steady, but her slightly trembling hands betrayed her inner tension.

This time, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

The other noblewomen looked at each other, and their husbands all showed looks of distress; clearly, this price was more than most could bear.

"One hundred thousand dan, once!"

Zhang Qian's voice trembled with excitement, and his face was filled with an exhilarated smile. "One hundred thousand dan, twice!"

"One hundred thousand dan, thrice!"

As the gavel in Zhang Qian's hand fell heavily, "Sold!"

A smile of victory finally appeared on the cold and elegant noblewoman's face as she walked gracefully onto the stage and took the long-coveted light catcher from Zhang Qian.

Among the noblewomen below, some cast envious glances, while others looked dejected.

This bidding war, dominated by the noblewomen, brought the entire auction to an unprecedented climax; Zhang Qian had previously thought the light catcher would go unsold.

He never imagined that the light catcher would fetch such a crazy auction price of one hundred thousand dan!