"What, there's an auction for Yin Ning Grass in a few days?"
"Good, good, Old Geng, thank you for telling me this news."
"I won't say anything else, I'll remember this favor."
Qi Lianshan hung up the phone, his face full of excitement.
Immediately after, he greeted the people at Siping Pharmacy and went straight home.
Upon arriving at the Qi residence, he immediately summoned Du Fei and Qi Yuntian to Qi Songlin's room.
Then he shared the news he had learned from his friend with everyone.
"Dad, is it true? That's great! Once we have the Yin Ning Grass, Big Brother Du can treat Grandpa."
Hearing his father's good news, Qi Yuntian's face revealed a sincere smile.
Du Fei, standing nearby, nodded and said, "As long as I can get the Yin Ning Grass, I'll take care of the old man's illness."
Although without extremely Yin and extremely cold medicinal herbs, there was no way to completely cure Qi Songlin's illness.
However, Du Fei's medical skills were far beyond those of doctors who sought fame. For days, he had been giving Old Master Qi acupuncture once a day.
Later, Du Fei simply moved into the Qi residence. The Qi residence was very spacious, enough for more than a dozen people, let alone just Du Fei.
Hearing Du Fei say this, Qi Lianshan showed a look of relief.
These days, he had been contacting friends everywhere, asking them to help him keep an eye out for medicinal herbs.
After all, this was related to Old Master Qi's life.
Now that he finally had news, he was only one step away from success, and he could finally put his worried heart at ease.
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The Dihao Auction House was very famous throughout the capital.
It was famous for two reasons: first, it was the third largest auction house after Sotheby's and Christie's, and second, the Dihao Auction House dared to auction anything.
What is meant by "dared to auction anything" is literally, as long as someone dared to bring it to the auction house for sale, they dared to sell it.
As for how these items were obtained, the Dihao Auction House didn't care at all.
Relying on this reputation, the Dihao Auction House had become famous in the capital in just a few years.
On this day, it was another auction event at the Dihao Auction House.
Luxury cars were gathered in front of the auction house, and a sea of people thronged the entrance.
The Dihao Auction House operated in two modes: there were daily auctions, which were usually held in smaller halls and dealt with ordinary items.
Important auction items and some rare treasures were reserved for auction events held once a month or every half month.
The auction events were held in Dihao's largest and most luxurious hall, and each was personally conducted by a renowned auctioneer.
"Yo, Director Zhang, you're here too."
"Manager Wang, long time no see."
"Hahaha, there are quite a few old friends here today."
"Of course, everyone wants to find some good stuff."
Outside the Dihao Auction House, after getting out of their cars, people gathered in small groups and chatted at the entrance.
Although the capital was very large, these political and business elites often had opportunities to meet within this circle.
Moreover, having more friends meant more opportunities, so many people greeted each other warmly upon meeting, even if they weren't very close.
Du Fei, along with Qi Lianshan and his son Qi Yuntian, also entered the Dihao Auction House.
Du Fei had no interest in such auctions. As long as the Qi family could bid for the Yin Ning Grass, it would be fine.
However, Qi Yuntian felt that he had nothing to talk about with his father, so he insisted on bringing Du Fei along.
Anyone entering the Dihao Auction House for the first time would be amazed by its vast interior space.
The hall, which was thousands of square meters, had two floors.
The first floor was like a viewing area beside a football field, with each tier higher than the last, up to more than a dozen levels, each capable of seating twenty to thirty people.
The second floor consisted of individual private rooms. As the saying goes, standing high allows one to see far, and the private rooms on the second floor naturally offered a wider view.
Combined with the superior environment, those who could enter the private rooms on the second floor of the Dihao Auction House were all prominent figures.
Du Fei and the other two entered the Dihao Auction House with the crowd.
After walking for a while, Qi Yuntian pointed to the seats ahead and said, "701 is over there."
The three then walked to three seats in the seventh row and sat down.
The seventh row was in a mid-range position among the seats on the first floor, neither good nor bad.
However, compared to the Qi family's wealth, it seemed a bit humble.
Although the Qi family was a martial arts family with considerable assets, they had always adhered to a low-profile, reclusive style of conduct, hiding in plain sight.
Just like Fang Chao, whom Du Fei had met before. Their Fang family had even supported the richest man in Rongcheng, so the Fang family's assets were naturally even more astonishing.
However, ordinary people in Rongcheng had never even heard the name of the Fang family.
The Qi family was the same. If they were willing to become famous, their family's assets would definitely be able to make it onto the Forbes list.
"By the way, Du Fei, when the auction begins, feel free to bid on anything you like. If you can cure the old man this time, besides the herbs I promised you earlier, the consultation fee will definitely be satisfactory."
Although the three had sat down, the venue was still in an uproar as the auction had not yet begun.
Qi Lianshan looked at Du Fei, who was sitting next to him.
"Boss Qi, you're too kind. I'm already very satisfied if I can get the herbs we agreed on beforehand. As for anything else..."
Du Fei was about to say that he didn't want anything else, but he was interrupted by Qi Yuntian beside him.
"Brother Fei! If you can cure my grandfather this time, you'll be a great benefactor to our Qi family. If you refuse like this, my dad and I will have a hard time explaining to Grandpa."
Du Fei looked at Qi Yuntian's serious expression and could only give a helpless smile.
He then indicated that he would see how it went and would bid if he saw anything he liked.
Hearing Du Fei say this, Qi Yuntian finally smiled with satisfaction.
The auction hall became more and more crowded, and soon, almost all the seats in the hall were occupied.
After another ten minutes or so.
Two men in uniform walked out and slowly closed the doors of the auction hall.
It seemed that it was time, and the formal auction was about to begin.
Just as Du Fei had expected.
After the doors of the auction hall were closed, a row of lights descended on the stage in front of them, illuminating the stage brightly.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen."
"I am Liu Zimo, tonight's chief auctioneer."
A man dressed in a sharp suit, with a bow tie at his collar, and a refined demeanor walked to the center of the stage with a microphone.
His voice was magnetic, and he had a perfectly appropriate smile on his face when he spoke, making people feel very approachable at first glance.