Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Lin Feng held the glass bead high and spun it around in front of everyone.

Under the candlelight, the glass beads refracted a rainbow of colors, dazzling everyone present.

"Please look, everyone."

Lin Feng slowly rotated the bead, allowing light to shine on it from different angles.

"This pearl is crystal clear, without any impurities, as if it were formed from the pure dew of the heavens."

Even the most precious ordinary gemstones have flaws and impurities.

But look at this one—it's pure inside and out, without a single impurity.

He paused, then added:

"Moreover, this treasure is unique in the world; there is only one of its kind."

The audience listened with rapt attention, their eyes glued to the bead.

They all showed greed when they heard there was only one left.

Anything that is rare is a treasure.

Moreover, they had never actually seen these so-called South China Sea glass beads before.

Not only is it in great condition, but it also has a story behind it and is unique. Who wouldn't love that?

Under the candlelight, the glass beads sparkled brilliantly, breathtakingly beautiful.

Those wealthy businessmen practically wanted to stick their eyeballs on it.

The goatee-bearded merchant swallowed hard and asked eagerly, "Young master, stop being so mysterious, what is the starting price?"

"Speak quickly!"

Lin Feng smiled slightly and said calmly, "Such a peerless treasure cannot be measured in silver."

Alright, the starting bid is 1,500 taels of gold.

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience erupted in uproar.

One thousand five hundred taels of gold is equivalent to fifteen thousand taels of silver.

This starting bid is already higher than the painting by Zhang Chengwen we just saw.

But no one thought it was expensive.

Such rare treasures start at 1,500 taels of gold, which is already considered low.

Moreover, this is a true rare treasure, absolutely worth keeping as a family heirloom.

A wealthy merchant was the first to bid, "Sixteen hundred taels!"

"Seventeen hundred taels!"

Prices have skyrocketed, and competition is fierce.

Those who were initially observing couldn't resist joining the fray as prices rose higher and higher.

Lin Feng stood on the stage, watching this scene, and was overjoyed.

These glass beads are only worth a dollar in the urban world, but they can sell for an astronomical price here. This deal is incredibly profitable.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the price had already risen to a thousand taels of gold.

"Two thousand one hundred taels!" the goatee-bearded merchant shouted through gritted teeth.

"Two thousand two hundred taels!" another portly merchant retorted.

Prices are still soaring.

Everyone's eyes were red, as if they wouldn't give up until they got their hands on the bead.

Upon hearing the price, Lin Feng couldn't help but smile; this was even more outrageous than he had anticipated.

When the price reached three thousand taels of gold, the number of bidders began to decrease.

When the amount reached three thousand taels, only five or six people remained, still competing.

"Three thousand five hundred taels!" shouted the goatee-bearded merchant, sweat already beading on his forehead.

"Three thousand six hundred taels!" The fat, wealthy merchant pressed on relentlessly.

"Five thousand taels!"

When the tael reached five thousand taels, only two people remained.

The two chased each other, neither willing to give way.

Everyone else had already withdrawn from the battle and could only watch helplessly as the two of them battled it out.

Finally, when the price rose to five thousand taels of gold, the fat merchant hesitated, not because of the price, but because of safety concerns.

I still chose to sit down.

The goatee-bearded merchant breathed a sigh of relief, just as he was about to declare victory, when suddenly a voice came from the corner: "Five thousand five hundred taels."

Everyone turned to look at the corner.

It was a man in black who hadn't uttered a sound. He had a cold and stern face and was clearly no ordinary person.

The goatee-bearded merchant's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Six thousand taels!"

The man in black said calmly, "Seven thousand taels."

The entire audience gasped.

Jumping directly from six thousand to seven thousand, they're determined to win!

The goatee-bearded merchant's face turned pale and then red. He gritted his teeth and pondered for a while before finally slumping back down.

He couldn't afford any more.

Seeing this, the man in black smiled slightly and was about to get up to pay when someone else spoke up.

"Eight thousand taels."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the bamboo curtain of the second-floor private room was lifted slightly, revealing a young face.

The man was dressed in a brocade robe and had an extraordinary air about him; he was clearly from a prominent family.

The man in black's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Ten thousand taels."

The young man in the brocade robe smiled faintly: "Fifteen thousand taels."

Fifteen thousand taels!

That's equivalent to 150,000 taels of silver!

That price could buy several large houses in Beijing!

Many people were extremely envious, but they knew in their hearts that 15,000 taels of gold was definitely not a high value.

If they took it to the inner city of the capital for auction, it could fetch double or even triple the price, but they didn't have that much money.

There are plenty of wealthy and powerful people in the capital.

In addition, this place is dangerous, and for safety reasons, even if I bought it, I might not be able to take it with me.

The man in black had a livid face and stared intently at the young man on the second floor, but ultimately remained silent.

He gave up the 15,000 taels of gold, clearly indicating that his financial resources were inferior to the other party's.

Seeing this, the young man in the brocade robe smiled slightly, lowered the bamboo curtain, and said nothing more.

Lin Feng was overjoyed inside, but he remained outwardly calm and asked casually, "Fifteen thousand taels of gold, is there anyone else bidding?"

The audience was silent.

"In that case, this glass bead belongs to the young master on the second floor."

Lin Feng made the final decision.

The young man in the brocade robe quickly came downstairs, approached Lin Feng, and handed him a box.

Inside was a thick stack of gold notes.

Lin Feng quickly counted the gold notes; there were only ten thousand taels.

They were immediately dissatisfied.

Seeing Lin Feng's hesitant expression, the servant hurriedly whispered to Lin Feng, "Young master, my master said that he doesn't have that many gold notes on him, so he'll give you ten thousand taels first."

How about using a manor as collateral for the remaining five thousand taels?

This house is worth six thousand taels of gold.

"If you're willing, the deal is done. If not, we'll give you another five thousand taels tomorrow."

Lin Feng: "Then let's go with the manor."

"Young master, this is the land deed. Please keep it safe."

Tomorrow, my homeowner will arrange for someone to transfer the property to you.

So Lin Feng handed the glass bead to the other party.

The attendant carefully took the bead, examined it closely, and only after confirming that it was correct did he turn around and go upstairs to report.

This deal was very profitable.

After the transaction was completed, Lin Feng returned to his private room on the second floor, but the audience remained silent.

Lin Feng's appearance brought the auction to an unprecedented level.

Gu Yu was looking at him in shock.

"Lin Feng, how could you be willing to sell such a precious bead?" she asked in a low voice.

Lin Feng smiled and whispered, "It's alright, there are eavesdroppers here. We'll talk about it when we get back."

Gu Yu nodded as if she understood, but didn't ask any more questions.

Lin Feng watched the auction for a while longer, but nothing else interested him.

He then began to examine the black sword he had just bought. The blade was entirely black, slightly cool to the touch, and made of neither gold nor wood, giving it a peculiar texture.