Just when the number plate was issued to the point that there were still two pieces left, it was also a person in front of the teenager. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The young man looked at the person in front of him, and then at the two number plates in the little second-hand, his eyes were full of hope and joy.

But this joy did not last long, just after Xiao Er finished sending the person in line in front of him, just picked up the last piece, and was about to send it out, suddenly there was a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old man wearing brocade clothes, who looked like a gentleman who had been hollowed out by wine, with two entourage, so he shook his fan in a chic manner, swaggered over, and pushed the young man aside and stretched out his hand to Xiao Er.

Xiao Er was slightly stunned and hesitated.

The young man was anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "That's mine, that's my ......"

The entourage of the brocade-clothed man pushed the young man to the ground and sneered with disdain: "Little ghost, what kind of wine do you drink before your hair grows?

Although the young man fell to the ground, he still clutched a few pitiful pieces of broken silver in his hand, and said eagerly: "I have silver, please, don't rob my number plate, please!"

Xiao Er looked at the young man, and then at the man in brocade.

Obviously, although there are twenty places to participate in the auction, since it is an auction, it is naturally the highest bidder, this young man is in rags, and he is afraid that all the silver in his hand is less than two taels of broken silver in his hand.

Even if no one participates in the auction, the reserve price of the immortal drunk is ten taels of silver.

In other words, although the young man should be the one who got this number plate, but he got it and didn't get it, the result was the same, and it was impossible for him to get the altar of immortal drunk.

Instead of giving him the number plate and making him happy in vain, it is better to give the card to the man in brocade, look at the man's appearance, and know how many times stronger his financial resources are than this young man.

What's more, Xiao Er also had a trace of dissatisfaction with the young man, he couldn't even wear a good set of clothes, and he was even thinking about drinking?

Two taels of silver can maintain the food and clothing of ordinary people for half a year, if this young man really stole it from his family, it must be the hard-earned money saved by the family's frugality.

This teenager is too young to learn.

Therefore, Xiao Er did not hesitate to hand the number plate to the man in brocade.

The brocade-clothed man glanced at the young man condescendingly, and swaggered into the Tayun Residence.

The young man saw that the number plate that should have belonged to him was given to the man in brocade by Xiao Er, and a look of despair appeared on his face, and he knelt down at Xiao Er and said, "Little Second Brother, please, give me a number plate, give me a number plate......"

The little two who step on the cloud house have been specially trained by Yan Qingrui, and there will be no phenomenon of dogs looking down on people, and even if there is, they will not show it.

But this young man knelt on the street like this, snot and tears, which made Xiao Er a little helpless, besides, he also knew that he did give his number plate to others just now, and he was also ashamed, so he was patient, suppressed his disgust for this young man who did not study well, and said patiently: "Little brother, you are still young, and drinking hurts your body, so don't be so persistent." ”

The young man wept anxiously, hugged Xiao Er's leg and almost kowtowed, crying: "It's not me who wants to drink, I want to use this wine to save my life!"