It took several seconds for the old man to react and shout, "I'm the mayor's uncle!"

No one paid attention to him, and all that responded to him was the ridicule and coaxing of the crowd.

The soldiers guarding the bridge saw that something was wrong here, and hesitated to come.

"Sir, shall we go?"

"Don't be nosy, none of the merchants who come to the Venice Exchange are easy to mess with. ”

"But the mayor said"

"Mayor Mare's just let us guard the bridge, and didn't let us protect the old fellow, whatever!"

The officer's eyes when he looked at the old man were full of pleasure as if he had won, and he was usually angry with this old man, and those few people who robbed the boat did a good job!

The applause and cheers of the crowd were like a booster, and soon the boat was pushed across the river, and several people jumped ashore, not only Santiago, who was drenched, but everyone greeted them with approving eyes.

Zheng Fei looked at Santiago's wet hair and said with a smile, "Hey, aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Santiago smiled nonchalantly and said, "It's warmer than burying it under the snow." ”

Their smiles only exist between good brothers.

"Just shiver when it's cold, don't bear it!"

"I don't, I'll bear it!"

As he spoke, a well-dressed gentleman approached, with a small, delicate gold-plated pipe in his left hand and a cane in his right, jet-black, shiny black.

His chin is a little bearded, half black and half white, and he is estimated to be almost sixty years old.

"How many people, where did you come from?" he asked with a smile, but there was an inexplicable energy in the old voice.

"Why does everybody have to ask me again? Zheng Fei joked: "I'm from the sea!"

"Oh, it's a navigator, and on behalf of the Venetian Chamber of Commerce, I welcome you!" With that, the old gentleman bowed slightly, then glanced across the river, and said with a little worry: "That old guy's nephew is the mayor of the town, and you will stab Lou Zi like that just now." ”

Several of them smiled in unison.

They can't be called enthusiastic about stabbing Lou Zi, but they definitely don't care, after all, there are a lot of stabs, the big prison break, Lisbon forced breakthrough, seizing Portuguese islands, and annihilating the elite of the Portuguese Navy.

It seems that you have to make something wherever you go, and you can't help it, just this temper.

At this time, the long bell rings in the winding Venetian water alleys.

"Knock~Knock~"

At ten o'clock, the exchange opened.

The mysterious door, which seemed to have been sealed for a long time, slowly opened under the gaze of the merchants.

Then, the soldiers who were in charge of the security of the exchange stood on either side and directed them to line up to get in.

As the busiest and most valuable place in Venice, the security of the Exchange is of paramount importance, and the army in charge of it is more effective than the mayor's guards.

Almost every soldier was armed with a long knife, a short-barreled musket, and a light and hard shield.

Seated.

"Gentlemen, please be quiet!"

A mature male voice made the businessmen who were nervously talking shut their mouths in amusement.

He is the owner of the exchange, his name is Marque, and his exact identity has not been revealed, except that in Venice, the mayor of the town has to listen to him.

It wasn't until the exchange fell silent that Marker continued to speak.

He smiled with satisfaction, stood on the stage and faced everyone, and said, "The weather is good today, and it makes people feel very comfortable, what do you think?"

Echoing voices one after another.

"Hmm!"

"Mr. Marc is wise!"

In the corner, Hans shook his head again and again and muttered, "This sycophant is not at all level." ”

"Cut, then you shoot one. Santiago liked to talk to him and gave his middle finger up disdainfully.

Hans rolled his eyes, looked at Zheng Fei, and stared at him for a long time, until Zheng Fei's heart became furious, and suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, my old captain, you are the sun in the sky, and you are the beacon fire on the top of Mount Olympus, bringing me light and warmth!"

"Get out!" Zheng Fei raised his hand and smashed the back of his head, with a crisp crack.

When many businessmen heard the movement, they looked back and saw that it was a few of them, and shook their heads with a smile.

On the stage, Marc raised his hand to signal the people to be quiet, and then said: "Everyone also knows that today we are going to auction an extremely valuable commodity, it is the treasure of old Mr. Thomas, ivory carving!"

Thomas, the old gentleman who had just spoken to Zheng Fei at the door, was not a Venetian, but had a property in Venice for him to settle down when he came to do business.

After Marc finished reading, he stood up and bowed to everyone, with a friendly smile on his lips that was qualitatively different from that of an ordinary businessman, and did not look perfunctory.

The merchants applauded excitedly, and although many of them could not afford it, they were trying to make a splash so that those who could afford it would pay a high price.

This practice is not good for them, but it is bad for the wealthier, and that is enough.

"Now, let's ask for this priceless treasure!" said Marker with a laugh amid the commotion.

He wished that the merchants would stir up the atmosphere, and the higher the price of the treasure, the more he would get a share.

The ivory carving attracted Zheng Fei's attention, and he wanted to see how much ivory could sell for in this place.

Soon, a beautiful girl came out with a wooden box in her hand, carefully placed it on the display table, and opened the lid.

The yellowed moon white looks ancient and heavy, and the accumulation of years has made it more precious and the price has soared.

The girl's fingers slid lightly over the surface of the ivory carving, revealing a sweet smile, and said softly: "This carving, it is said that it was given to him by a noble friend of Mr. Thomas thirty years ago, and many people will feel familiar with it when they see it, because it is carved with a pen holder used by the Orientals, and it was handed down from the great powers of the Heavens and Dynasties in the East."

The girl kept talking, but everyone seemed to eat her because of her beauty and crispy voice.

Hans dragged his cheeks impatiently and complained, "That's a lot of nonsense, it's not long before the auction begins." ”

Zheng Feiyu raised his eyebrows slightly and explained: "Introduce the background, so as to raise the price, this exchange is very professional, you said right, San Diego?"

He knew that he would ask in vain.

"Well, it's pretty indeed!" Santiago stared at the beauty as always, looking at her delicate red lips, bouncing up and down, sultry.

[There will be a change later, rest early~] (To be continued.) )