CHAPTER 630: PLEASE START YOUR PERFORMANCE

After all, these were two living pigs. How long had it been since anyone had seen a live pig? Now, pigs were limited editions, and getting to see one was considered an eye-opener.

Professional staff quickly inspected the goods and, after confirming everything was in order, they branded the two pigs with traceability codes and numbers. The pigs were officially owned by Gold Dominator.

"Brother Tyrant, your old man is the boss of Wu City. To put it bluntly, isn’t Wu City practically yours? You can have whatever you want. Why even bother bidding for pigs at an auction?" Couldn’t you just intercept them outright?

"Yeah, yeah."

Gold Dominator snorted disdainfully. "My home is my home, Wu City is Wu City. Do you think I am an Emperor?" But regardless, having regained the upper hand, Gold Dominator looked somewhat smugly at Jing Shu, who had sat through the auction calm and collected. Did she see how I threw around a fortune so effortlessly? Wasn’t I suave?

Staff members and Gold Dominator’s men went outside to transfer the goods, leaving behind the two pigs that were rooting around and squealing in their cages. Attentive waiters periodically fed them with the feed in their hands. At this moment, everyone’s gaze in the private room was drawn to the pigs.

"Brother Tyrant, can I touch them?"

"Brother Tyrant, can I take a photo with the Jinhua Sow?"

Gold Dominator waved his hand, looking even more smug. "Easy there, these pigs are rather finicky."

With that, everyone cheered and turned their focus to the two pigs.

The Celebrities Gathering continued with the auction.

The host, Xiao Shuai, cleared his throat. "Alright, the highlight of the evening has arrived! Have you seen the three mobile homes on display? These are the mobile homes we’re going to auction next!

"They were built by Wu City’s largest real estate company, Greenland Company. They are fully furnished and ready to move in. Firstly, the quality is guaranteed, as the materials have been professionally certified by the Township Government as the best available. Greenland Company can’t pay back what it owes to the Township Government, so they’re using these homes to settle the debt.

"The functionalities of mobile homes need no further explanation, right? The promotional posters had outlined them quite clearly. Nowadays, disasters are frequent, and no one knows what the next one will be. Over the years, countless people have lost their homes due to disasters, so owning such a mobile home would be preparing for the unknown.

"Now, ten mobile homes are up for auction, and the Township Government is only accepting food-related goods. Other items are ineligible for bidding. Alright, the starting bid is 300,000 Virtual Coins in food-related goods. Let the auction begin!"

Swapping houses for food would have seemed insane before the apocalypse, but that was the current reality. The Wu City Township Government had even started to rack their brains to gather food from all around.

It’s hard to imagine that circumstances will only get worse next year. But now that Jing Shu is here, and she has quietly done so much, maybe it won’t end like before, with many people starving to death.

Many in the audience felt a silent regret. Mobile homes were nice, but firstly, the houses they already had were good enough, and they didn’t need to exchange so much extra food for a mobile home, especially when food was really scarce.

Secondly, by requiring payment only in food goods, the Township Government had effectively eliminated many people who only had other types of assets. This was frustrating for those holding non-food items, but there was no way around it. Now, food was the hard currency, even more precious than gold.

So, anyone who could still use food to bid on mobile homes was definitely wealthy.

Indeed, it turned out there were quite a few wealthy folks in Wu City. Before long, the ten homes were auctioned off for 500,000 each. Compared to the Jinhua Sows, the homes also showed great potential. Just the mobility aspect alone was significant. Being able to move the house in the face of danger was an enormous safeguard that could provide a strong sense of security.

Even those playing with pigs in the private room shifted their attention to the ongoing bidding, exclaiming in wonder. Thanks to their proximity to the display stage, everyone could clearly see the interior of the homes when the host, Xiao Shuai, opened them up for viewing.

The luxurious decor and exquisite interior design made it seem like they were entering a mansion. If one had such a luxurious mobile home in these apocalyptic times, they would want for nothing more.

Host Xiao Shuai read from his script bit by bit, but the crowd of bumpkins listened with stars in their eyes, their faces full of longing and envy as the prices rose systematically.

"Brother Tyrant, aren’t you considering getting a mobile home?"

"Yeah, Brother Tyrant, it looks so great. No matter the disaster, with a mobile home, you can go wherever you want."

Gold Dominator hummed disdainfully. His father hadn’t given him the authority, so how could he dare to bid on these? Irritated, he said, "Hasn’t Young Master Lan arrived yet? Is it that hard to get something to eat?"

The atmosphere immediately turned cold, and nobody dared to speak again.

Liu took out his calculator and began tapping away, reporting in a soft voice, "Boss, based on the anticipated final transaction price and the goods we brought, buying five homes shouldn’t be a problem. However, some units have already been claimed by others, and a few more are reserved by insiders. So, I suggest we just go for three."

Jing Shu raised an eyebrow, just about to say something, when Liu continued, "Boss, I’ll start the bidding for you. After I’ve made three bids, you can jump in to finish it off."

How thoughtful, he’d even considered that.

Liu’s voice was soft, but as the private room was eerily quiet, his words were overheard.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, thinking of buying five mobile homes? Who do you think you are, puffing yourself up with such big talk."

"I couldn’t bear listening to such wild claims any longer. I almost couldn’t hold myself back."

"They wouldn’t even dare to make this up in movies—what an exaggeration..."

These hushed whispers could be heard, suggesting that mentioning wanting one mobile home might have been believable, but claiming to want all of them was just showing off.

Right then, the price for three of the mobile homes skyrocketed to 1,000,000 each, a full 500,000 higher than the other villas.

Someone had made a move!

Two more homes were quickly bid up to 1,000,000 as well, and in the blink of an eye, only five lower-priced homes remained.

Jing Shu could no longer be bothered with the group of youngsters behind her, her attention caught by a familiar-looking bidder—it was the housekeeper from Qian Duoduo’s family.

The person who grabbed two homes also looked familiar: a meticulous man in his seventies, known to be Su Malie’s compulsive housekeeper.

Well, these were the truly formidable ones.

Jing Shu waved her hand and said, "Liu, start now. No need to wait."

Let the show begin.

The group behind her nearly covered their mouths, struggling to hold back laughter, curious to see what was meant by ’start.’