Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System Chapter 1426 - 1224: Royal Bank (2)

"Damn it, no way, I must have this thing, even if it takes everything I own. It’s just a hundred thousand taels, right? I’ll offer one hundred fifty thousand taels."

As this voice echoed, a gasp swept through the auction hall, everyone looking incredulously at the young man.

They were already so shocked they didn’t know what to say. How could this be? How could this guy shout out such a high price when the current price was only a hundred thousand taels?

He didn’t raise the bid by one or one hundred or even a thousand taels but jumped to five thousand taels. Whoa, an instant increase of fifty thousand taels, how could that not be shocking?

Or rather, it directly frightened everyone. Even the rich man who was determined to win it was stunned upon hearing it, with his mind going blank.

After a long pause, he incredulously looked at the young man and muttered to himself, "Damn, does this guy have a screw loose?"

How could he bid so high all at once? Why not increase by a thousand taels each time? Even if you’re desperate to have it, you could have increased the bid by a thousand taels! How am I supposed to bid against this?"

Everyone had the same thought, which led to a moment of silence in the room. Amidst this atmosphere, the man in black on stage started to speak, chuckling.

"Haha, it seems this brother is going to win this treasure. Alright, we’ll start counting down. If no one else bids by the time I count down, this phone belongs to this brother. One."

With that, everyone snapped back to reality, the rich man included, who smacked the table and shouted loudly:

"Bastard, what makes you think you can offer such a price? Do you actually have that much money? Just look at your shabby appearance, can you really come up with one hundred fifty thousand taels?

Don’t just shout the price and then fail to produce the money, that would make you look bad. Hmph, I’m not looking down on you, but ten or fifteen thousand taels is astronomical, not something a small fry like you can have. I advise you to scram obediently.

Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite."

After speaking to the young man, he turned to the man in black, his tone noticeably softened as he addressed him.

"Brother, I’m sure this guy can’t afford that high a bid. Why don’t you investigate his assets first?

If he really can’t provide it, what’s the use even if he lowers his bid a bit? It would just delay your matters, brother. Better to clarify things and then kick him out."

This statement instantly resonated with everyone, who nodded in agreement. They all turned to the young man who had shouted one hundred fifty thousand taels,

and their eyes were filled with skepticism, their mouths constantly mocking him.

"Yeah, this kid isn’t even in one of the luxury boxes on the second floor, just among this crowd. How could someone like that possess one hundred fifty thousand taels?

I’d never believe it, this guy must be causing trouble. At most, he could produce ten or eight taels of silver, ha ha. If he can produce one hundred fifty thousand taels, I’d crawl out of here."

"Hey, brother, can you have some guts? Crawling out is such a small bet! If he can produce one hundred fifty thousand taels, I’d eat shit in public."

"Your tastes are heavy, brother, but forget about eating shit. I don’t believe he can produce one hundred fifty thousand taels either. If he can, I’d kneel and kowtow to him a hundred times and serve him as a slave for a year."

"Look at what you’re saying, this young man seems quite extraordinary, from his appearance, he seems like a tycoon. Just look at his demeanor, attire, he must be at least a hundred-tael tycoon. How can you humiliate him like this, ha ha ha."

"Hey, brother, hearing your first half, I thought you were on his side. Didn’t expect to offend you,

ha ha, right, you’re right, this guy is clearly a hundred-tael tycoon, it’s hard enough for him to produce a hundred taels, poor young man.

Ha ha ha, he must have been too hot-headed to think twice before shouting out like this. He doesn’t even know what kind of place this is."

"Exactly. In a place like this, causing trouble won’t go well for you.

Young man, I advise you to apologize and leave quickly, or else if things get serious, it won’t be something you can handle.

To put it plainly, this thing belongs to the Emperor. If you really anger the Emperor, beware of the consequences."

"This guy must be a troublemaker, seeing he couldn’t get it, he decided to pull a stunt. But doing so exposes our brother on stage, better just kick him out."

In short, heated discussions erupted, all fingers pointed at the young man who had spoken.

However, in such a situation, the young man got angry, quickly reached into his pocket, pulled out a stack of paper, and tossed it out, making everyone pause before bursting into laughter.

"Ha ha ha, look at this kid, he’s panicking, pulling out so much paper from his pocket, ha ha. Does he think these are worth money? Or does he believe this paper can be worth one hundred fifty thousand taels?"

"Bullshit, while far less valuable now, these papers combined are only worth a hundred taels of silver, where’s that brother?

You were right, this kid’s indeed a hundred-tael guy."

"Haha, what did I say? If he produced one hundred fifty thousand taels, I’d really eat shit."

This time, everyone continued mocking,

especially after seeing the young man was holding paper, they all laughed mercilessly, pointing, making remarks, and turning the young man’s face red,

then he shouted, immediately silencing everyone in the room.

"Shut up, all of you, you know nothing! Do you even know what you’re looking at?

This is a product of the Royal Bank!

You’ve never seen it, right?

This is called a silver note. With it, you can withdraw money from the Royal Bank.

Look carefully, each note is worth ten thousand taels, totaling one hundred fifty thousand taels. You still think I can’t produce silver?"

When he hadn’t spoken, things were fine, but as he talked, the discussion grew more confused, everyone looked at him like he was stupid.

"Ha ha ha, I’m dying of laughter! Did he just say this is a silver note? And this paper can withdraw money? One of these papers is worth ten thousand taels?

Ha ha ha, is he insane?

Otherwise, how could he utter such ridiculous words?

Royal Bank? Since when is there a bank in the Royal Family?

What is a bank even for? I’ve never heard of it!"

[To be continued...]