Du Zigui relayed all the news he got from the rickshaw driver to the rest of the people.

"Wordless Heavenly Book?" Xie Lang said excitedly, "Is this what we are going to get at the auction?"

Xu Chunqiu nodded in agreement: "According to the previous logic, this should be the clue of the Beiping auction house." ”

"Anyway, let's go to the auction first. ”

......

The auction house is located in the north of the city, the outer wall is made of red bricks, the overall architectural structure not only retains the essence of traditional Chinese architecture, but also incorporates Western elements, the courtyard gate is arched, extending around the courtyard on the left and right, and there are large stained glass windows embedded in it.

The extras who came and went were also well-dressed, and several foreign cars with exhaust fumes were parked in front of the auction house, and the white-gloved driver pulled the car door and bowed slightly to welcome out the gentlemen and ladies sitting inside.

Fu Nanxun gestured in one direction with his eyes, and sighed in a low voice: "Look over there, there are actually foreigners among the extras." ”

Du Zigui followed his line of sight, and sure enough, he saw a white-nosed man walking out of the car with a bow tie and shiny leather shoes.

"With such a big battle, I'm afraid there will be hundreds of extras coming and going. Xie Lang also said with emotion, "The funds are burning." ”

As he was talking, he saw a doorman at the door of the auction house greet him attentively: "Sir, Miss, can I ask if there is anything I can do to help you?"

Fu Nanxun said: "This is the auction house, we want to go in and have a look." ”

But I heard the doorman say, "Then can you please show me the admission ticket?"

"Admission ticket?"

Xie Lang was stunned, neither Xie Lang nor the rickshaw driver mentioned the admission ticket.

The doorman explained: "Only VIPs who enter with an admission ticket can enter the auction house to bid, and you need to show a certain proof of assets or buy an admission ticket to enter. ”

"We also have to set it up like this in order to avoid some malicious bidding, and we ask for the forgiveness of a few gentlemen and ladies. ”

Du Zigui frowned: "How much is the admission ticket?"

"One for five oceans. ”

In 1912, a piece of silver could buy 60 catties of rice, but in 1937, it could only be exchanged for 16 catties of rice, 40 eggs, or 5 catties of sugar.

(Note: If converted according to the price of rice in 1937, a piece of ocean at this time is equivalent to about 30 to 40 yuan of purchasing power)

But even so, five oceans per person was still not a small amount for them.

They don't even have the qualifications to enter the venue.

For the first time in his life, Fu Nanxun realized what it was like to have no money to spend, and he asked in a humble voice, "How much money do you have left with Miss Lu Jin just now?"

Several people put it together, adding up to more than four yuan, and it was not enough money for one person to go in.

Xie Lang was so frustrated that he almost wanted to look up to the sky and howl, why was he short of money again, and he dreamed of returning to Turkey, okay?

At this moment, I heard Lu Xiu suddenly ask: "Can you inquire, how should the pawnshop near here go?"

He changed into the suit prepared by Lu Jin, but the watch on his wrist was still kept.

He said as he reached out and pulled the watch down.

Xie Lang: ...... Do you always feel like this scene is a little familiar?

Who knew that his watch had only faded halfway, so he heard the doorman shake his head: "It's closed a long time ago, and the pawnshop owner ran away with his sister-in-law some time ago." ”

Lu Xiu: ......

Xie Lang had a question mark on his face, raised it in one breath, and said excitedly: "Is it true that your program team is targeting us, it must be because we watched our previous travel variety shows, right?"

The NPC who played the doorman laughed wildly in his heart, and there was a smiling face on the surface: "Sorry Miss, I don't understand what you mean." ”

Xie Lang: ......

At the same time, Ren Zhong in the studio stood in front of the screen, saw this scene in the surveillance screen, and showed a smile that hid his merits and fame.

Ren Zhong: Huh.

Fortunately, the players did not stalemate at the door of the auction house for too long, but listened to the doorman follow the direction of the story in the script, and pretended to be surprised and asked: "Are you planning to go to the pawnshop to exchange money to enter the auction house?"

"That can't be done, can't be ......"

"But," he said, "if you're really short of money, why don't you try your luck at the casino under the auction grounds?"

"Casino?" Xie Lang repeated with some confusion, "Do you need any admission tickets for the casino too?"

The doorman shook his head: "There is no threshold for entering the casino, and as long as you are on the table, all the drinks in the venue are free." ”

Xie Lang complained to Xu Chunqiu in a low voice: "The program team is promoting gambling, can it be broadcast after the recording is completed?"

Xu Chunqiu shook his head: "Maybe there is another mystery in it." ”

"There's no other way to do it now, let's go and see it first. ”

The casino located underground is obviously not as elaborate as the auction house, and the venue is full of smoke, and everyone has three religions and nine ranks. The well-dressed gentleman and the poorly dressed beggar were at the same table, staring hot at the wobbling dice cup on the table, almost burning a hole.

On the gambling table, one thought of life and one thought of death, one thought of hell and one thought of heaven, today's gentleman may be tomorrow's homeless man.

"Come on, buddy, bet a game, bet a game. ”

They hadn't been in for long before someone grabbed Du Zigui's arm and wanted him to get him to the table.

Du Zigui didn't pay attention to being pulled by him, there were too many people in the casino, and they were crowded one after another, and as soon as the person pulled him like this, he was smoothly separated from the rest of the people.

The gamblers on the table are red-eyed, and the dealer is dealing cards, which are Shanghai-made Red Lion poker.

In the midst of the push, he felt his wrist being grasped.

It was a powerful hand, the tiger's mouth was against his wrist bone, Du Zigui raised his gaze and looked: "You ......"

"Don't bet. ”

Fu Nanxun had an anxious look on his face, and seemed to relax a little after grabbing his wrist.

Du Zigui looked around, and there were no other people, so he asked him, "What about Teacher Xu?"

Fu Nanxun shook his head: "I was separated from them. ”

Du Zigui's gaze returned to the gambling table, and he said in a low voice: "What do you mean when you just said don't gamble, what do you see?"

Fu Nanxun tilted his head and motioned for him to look at the dealer who was shuffling.

"Look at the shuffler. ”

Du Zigui looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see any doorway.

"What's wrong with him?"

"What do you think of his washing?"

Du Zigui didn't know: "It looks like it's quite messy." ”

I only heard Fu Nanxun laugh for a moment: "This is called FalseShuffle." ”