Although he didn't give Al a good idea to make money in the end, Poki still knew much more about the outside world than Al did, and he reminded Al that if he needed money urgently, he could find a pawnshop or auction house, and if he had anything worth auctioning.

Of course, Pochi couldn't really lend his money to Al, first of all, it was expected to be a lot of money, and he didn't know when Al would be able to pay him back.

If you lend money to El without considering these things, you will not be borrowing money but giving money.

Pochi, who proposed this construction, was actually a little uneasy in his heart, after all, in his opinion, this former tablemate from a remote village should not be able to take anything worthy of being sold or auctioned at all, but this is what he can do.

To Pochi's surprise, Al actually came up with something that could be auctioned.

A palm-sized black crystal.

Seeing the crystal lying quietly in the palm of Al's palm, and a mysterious black mist slowly rotating inside the crystal, his intuition told him that this was not an ordinary product.

"How did you get this thing?"

Al thought for a moment, and then stopped.

"For some reason, I can't sue you. ”

Al said to Pochi in an apologetic tone.

"Okay. ”

Poki shrugged his shoulders and didn't ask again.

Everyone has a secret, and in the wizarding world, this phrase is a common saying, in general, don't ask about other people's secrets, because it is possible that you simply cannot afford to know the consequences of knowing this secret.

Over the weekend, Poch arrives at the auction house with Al.

It wasn't Al's invitation, but Poch's own request, and the reason may only be clear to Poch himself.

But at least on the surface, Pochi's reason for suing Sù Al is very simple, that is, he wants to see the most famous auction house in Ceylon, Blizzard Auction, and you must know that there is a sentence that has almost become a colloquial saying because of the existence of Blizzard Auction House-

Produced by Blizzard, it must be a high-quality product.

The exterior of Blizzard Auction House is not worth mentioning, perhaps because it is the oldest auction house in Wallari, and the architectural style of Blizzard Auction House is also quite old, if you look at it with the latest aesthetic vision, it is naturally behind this era, but on the contrary, this kind of accumulation and precipitation by time gives people an indescribable solemn and solemn feeling.

Al and Poch enter the hall of the auction house.

The interior of the auction house's hall is extraordinarily spacious, if not luxurious, with a polished marble floor that clearly shows the elaborate frescoes on the dome and a polished brass trim on the columns.

The hall was full of people.

Blizzard Auction House, as the oldest, largest and most famous auction house in Valari, will naturally have its value, not that any broken bricks and tiles can be auctioned, there is a full-time appraiser responsible for appraising the value of the auction, and only the auction house recognizes that the auction value can be greater than 100 gold Commodities may be allowed to be auctioned.

On the right side of the hall of the auction house, there is a long table, behind which sit several old people, who are the appraisers of the auction house.

A table of arguments caught the eyes of Al and Pooch.

"What? You say that my Red Dragon Scales are not eligible for auction?"

The loud voice was made by a rugged-looking man with messy hair, his large, scarred hands pressed against the table, and the green tendons on his neck bulging.

Ordinary people will probably be frightened when they see such a fierce and vicious appearance.

Sitting behind the table opposite the big man was an old man with thin hair and a fat body, perhaps because of his long sedentary life, the old man had accumulated too much fat on his body, and the flesh on his face was stacked down, and another crystal monocle was framed on his right eye, and the runes carved on the glasses frame indicated that this should be a magical alchemy product.

In the face of the angry strong man, the fat old man was unmoved, and his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"If it is a real Red Dragon Reverse Scale, there is no doubt that it has a very high auction value, even in our Blizzard Auction House, there is a possibility of appearing as a finale auction item, but obviously this one in your hand is not a real Red Dragon Reverse Scale, just a submercian genus, and what is even more strict is that it is not a reverse scale at all, just a forged ordinary scale. ”

The old man said slowly.

"What!" the strong man was really furious this time, and he slapped his hands heavily on the table, making a loud noise: "You say that my red dragon scales are just fakes?

The old man ignored the anger of the strong man.

This made the strong man even angrier.

"Sir, if you want to disrupt order here, then we have to get you out. ”

A large hand from behind pressed the strong man's shoulder.

The strong man intuitively shook his shoulders, and found that his shoulders could not be lifted as if they were being pressed by a real mountain.

This made the strong man shocked.

Even in such a place, he dared to make such a loud noise, and naturally had the self-confidence cultivated by a long-term comfortable life or his self-sustaining strength, but he didn't expect that even an ordinary guard in the Blizzard Auction House would have such a strong strength.

The strong man who didn't dare to mess around anymore was 'invited' out, and the auction house hall was calm.

"We'll go to the appraiser. ”

"That kind of thing just happened, and it's not okay for us to just get over like that. ”

Pochi built yì road.

But Al ignored Pochi's concerns, and walked straight to the fat old appraiser.

"Wait for me!"

Pochi followed.

Seeing Al and Poki walk in front of him, the fat old man didn't despise Poki because of his obviously immature appearance, or maybe the old man had been through too much, causing him to treat all customers equally.

"Show me your lots. ”

Al handed the black crystal that had fallen from the Abyssal Demon into the hands of the old man who had been obese with the Fat Judge.

When the black-gloved hand rests on the fleshy palm of the old man, the contrast between beauty and ugliness is incomparably strong.

Pochi swallowed unconsciously.

"Al, I noticed that your hands are so good-looking. ”

Al ignored him.

The old man didn't seem to hear Pochi's speechless words, in fact, all his attention was completely absorbed by the black crystal when it landed in his palm.