Ever since he learned about the unusualness of this auction house, Brother Zhuang began to feel vain in his heart. He thought that if he could be lucky enough to enter the auction house and experience it, wouldn't it be another source of conversation when he showed off to others in the future.
But he never expected that he would be blocked by his senior after finally taking half a step, so he could only turn his unwillingness into anger towards Wu Fan and accumulate in his heart.
"Huh?" Feng Qiao, who was explaining to the two guards, also noticed the situation and recognized the person in front of him at a glance. After all, this person knew Brother Wu Fan and might even have a close relationship with him.
"Sir, please calm down. This little brother just wants to gain knowledge, why is he so angry?" Feng Pocket hugged his fists towards the two guards, and then approached the person from the work hall to persuade him.
"Those who don't follow the rules will only be embarrassed!" This person from the work hall didn't have a good impression of the speculative Feng Pocket, so he just scolded the junior and turned to leave.
"Sir, stay!" Feng Pocket bit his lip and hurriedly stood in front of this person: "Hey... Sir, if you and this little brother just go back like this, wouldn't it be a waste of time? I happen to have two empty seats over there, why not Are you going to my place first?"
Previously, the old ghost asked Lian Xinmei to reserve a seat for him, and then the old immortal asked the old ghost to occupy a seat for him. After two rounds, there was actually an empty seat.
"Really..." Although the person from the work hall was angry, he didn't want to miss this opportunity, "What about you?"
"Hey? I'm talking about Feng Pocket. Why are you turning your elbows outward? Give up your seat. What will the old immortal do?" Before Feng Pocket could reply, the old immortal frowned and cursed.
"Don't be impatient, old immortal. Listen to what I have to say..." Feng Pocket quickly grabbed the old immortal, "Anyway, I'm just here to join in the fun. It doesn't matter whether I go in or not! Why don't you go to my place and I'll just wait outside! That's all! It’s settled!”
The old immortal was stunned for a moment. Although he was a little hesitant, but because he was still worried about Wu Fan's situation, he could only agree: "In that case... then the old immortal will thank you first!" After that, the old immortal strode in. .
"Please, you two!" After seeing off the old immortal, Feng Pocket continued to greet the people coming from the work hall.
"I'm interested." The person from the Gongdian Hall nodded slightly as a greeting, and then glared at Brother Zhuang: "Do you still want to embarrass yourself here?" After that, he also walked towards the Vientiane Market.
Seeing the few people in front of me enter the Vientiane Market with just a few words, the group of guys outside the door also became restless.
"I want to go in too!" "I also asked someone to reserve a seat!"
For a while, the noise continued.
"Don't be so presumptuous!" The difficult guy had already left, so the two guards no longer had any scruples and scolded him sternly, showing angry faces.
This group of guys suddenly woke up after a roar, and they all fell into silence, and then dispersed in dejection...
Although the auction house is large, it cannot accommodate the large number of people, and the seats can be said to be very tight. Brother Zhuang followed the senior Gongdian all the way, and was stared at all the way, which was a torment in his heart! But when he saw that his position was extremely forward, he felt an inexplicable sense of superiority and wished that everyone could see him!
"Sit tight and don't look around!" Seeing that Feng Pocket occupies an excellent position, the visitor from the work hall was quite surprised. He scolded Brother Zhuang and then took stock of the surrounding situation.
Although he was not familiar with the Sifang Face and Lian Xinmei around him, he was very familiar with the people in the distance. The people from the Soldier Hall and the Li Hall usually had a lot of luck. They could be said to be regular visitors to the Vientiane Market. Only Their work hall is usually very miserable, and few people come.
Just when the person from the Gongdian Hall was looking over, the other person also happened to look over, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Although they were not from the same palace, their status was almost equal, so they nodded to each other as a greeting.
"Senior, where is this place upstairs?" Brother Zhuang froze his head and rolled his eyes. He suddenly caught a glimpse of several figures standing in front of the gauze upstairs, talking to each other, and couldn't help but ask aloud.
"The second floor is a VIP seat." Seeing an acquaintance, the visitor from the work hall felt much more relaxed. He looked up at the situation above his head and explained casually.
"VIP seats?" Brother Zhuang's eyes burned, thinking how great it would be if he could enter there, but he could only think about it. After all, he had a low status and did not dare to ask for extravagance.
He opened his eyes wide, trying to see the face behind the veil, but he couldn't get a deeper look until his eyes became sore.
"There are restrictions in this VIP banquet. As long as the people inside don't agree, no identity will be revealed. Don't waste your efforts!" The visitor from the Gongdian noticed Brother Zhuang's situation, shook his head and smiled.
"But senior, we have already exposed our identities while waiting outside. Isn't it unnecessary for them to do this?" Brother Zhuang was a little disdainful.
"Alas! You... always like to think about problems from your own perspective!" The visitor from the Gongdian Hall sighed: "Do you really think there is only one path to follow in this Wanxiang Market?"
"In the Vientiane Market, there is no distinction between true and false, let alone good and evil. No matter how evil or precious things are, they all have only one name, and that is 'commodity'! And you who are in front of you have no distinction between high and low, let alone inferiority, only We have the same identity, that is, the 'buyer'! Rare goods are available, and the one with the highest price will get them! The auction... starts!"
After the hoarse words, there was a rush of gongs. As the gong sounded, several figures appeared in front of the auction house.
Seeing that Lao Xian was blocked from the door, Wu Fan originally wanted to call him up to accompany him, but he was worried that doing so would be too eye-catching, and he was extremely conflicted in his heart. Fortunately, Nafeng was quite generous and even gave up his seat to bring Lao Xian in. Only then did Wu Fan breathe a sigh of relief and sit down.
But before his butt was warm, he was suddenly startled: "Huh? This sentence... why does it sound so familiar?"
At first, Wu Fan thought he heard wrongly and had the illusion that he was in the mortal world. He never expected that Wanxiang Market would have the same opening words as Linlang Market!
However, this Wanxiang Market obviously left no time for Wu Fan to think about it. As soon as the gong ended, the auction began!
"It's refreshing when you first smell it, and it's a fragrance that's been carried with you for centuries! The first auction item is called 'Yinlaixiang', which is made from the essence of the other shore flower! Don't look at it, it's only a small bottle. Just take it with you and you'll be able to enjoy it." It can cover up all the odors on your body, allowing you to dance with bees and butterflies when you go in and out, with a fragrant breeze! The starting price is only...a ten-day deposit!"
Although the voice downstairs was hoarse, it had a special magical quality that aroused everyone's interest.
"Ten-day limit gold, this is too dark!"
"I'm talking about the salesman ghost. Where did the bees and butterflies come from in this underworld? Your bullshit is almost blown to the mortal world!"
"That's right, hahahaha..."
The salesman's voice fell, but it caused a burst of laughter.
"Hey, this buyer, am I not making a metaphor?" This salesman ghost has become accustomed to the atmosphere here, and he is not ashamed. "Although this Yinlaixiang cannot attract bees and butterflies, it can help you." Maybe it will attract crazy people to follow..."
"Joke! I, Mr. Zheng, am already very charming! Why do I need to use external things to add fragrance to myself?" The man shook his beard and said loudly: "However, considering how hard you have worked so hard, the fifteen-limit gold , I reluctantly accepted this Yin Laixiang!"
"Butcher Zheng, you must be very charming among pigs, cows and sheep, right?" Someone next to you laughed, "But this Yinlaixiang is suitable for you, to help cover up your smell!"
"I'm afraid that's not the case!" Another person not far away waved his hand, "I think this smell is even stronger than Yin Laixiang! So Zheng Butcher, you don't have to do anything difficult, this Yin Laixiang Fragrance, thirty limit gold, I want it!"
"Okay! This buyer has paid a 30-yuan limit, but is there anyone else who wants to bid?" Although the 30-yuan limit is not much, it exceeds the original value of the item. The salesman made ghost calls three times, but no one showed up. When the price is high, the gong sounds and the final word is given.
These people obviously knew each other. Although their words were sarcastic, there was no sign of anger. The atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable.
"Pay with one hand and deliver with the other!" The sound of the gong dispersed, and the salesman rolled up his sleeves and actually put his gray arm into the gong! Then I saw ripples flashing in front of the buyer just now, and a gray-white palm came out and twisted its fingers towards him.
The buyer had long been accustomed to such scenes and naturally understood. He took out a bag from his arms and handed it into his palm without hesitation.
The salesman ghost withdrew his palm from the gong, and then handed the Yin Laixiang and the money bag back again. Although the salesman ghost had never opened the money bag from beginning to end, the money bag was obviously a bit thinner than before.
The buyer took the Yin Lai Xiang under his nose and smelled it, then he frowned: "This thing smells refreshing from a distance, but when you look at it carefully, it is so pungent, I still have to leave it to you. Go ahead..." As he said that, he threw the Yin Laixiang towards Butcher Zheng.
Butcher Zheng was stunned for a moment, then he understood something and scolded with a smile: "It seems it's time for you to pretend to be taken advantage of again..."
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Wu Fan was worried that he would be discovered, so he was still hiding deep in the room. However, when he turned his eyes to the opposite room, he realized that although the person opposite was standing in front of the railing with his hands behind his back, there was only a thin veil between him and the outside world. , but he couldn't see anything carefully anyway.
Only then did he suddenly understand that there should be some kind of restriction in the room. Only the inside could see the outside, but the outside could not see the inside. Then he came to the railing and observed the situation below.
The first transaction was not very attractive, so it ended quickly.
Wu Fan was indeed a little itchy at first and wanted to bid for fun, but he didn't expect that the starting price of Yin Laixiang would be fifteen yuan, and the next bid doubled.
"Can something like this be worth thirty gold? Darling...that's not how you spend your money!" Wu Fan was so excited that he spat out a classic quote from the old immortal.
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