It was already late when Ji Fengyan reached the place and the auction had already taken place for some time. The set of medicine being auctioned was rumored to be produced by a famous pharmacist and had gathered many people. The bidding price of the bottles of medicine continued to rise quickly and were already at a sky high price, yet there were still a group of rich people who were still fighting over it.
Ji Fengyan watched at those people frantically fighting over those medicines and was bored to death as she supported her chin with one hand.
In any case, she could not tell what was so desirable about this medicine. There was a good deal of medicine that she had seen and had even scrutinised those that Gong Zhiyu had given her. However, those medicines were not comparable to her elixirs at all, and were only bottles of herbal dregs that were mixed with water.
