Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Auction
"Brother Wen, you're really fast......"
A middle-aged man wearing a dark purple gold trimmed embroidered robe came down from a luxurious carriage, the man was average-looking, with an ordinary square face, and some light makeup on his face to cover the uneven marks on his face.
"Yo, it turned out to be Brother Cheng, don't you like to come to this Huashang Fang, why did you come today?"
A tall, thin middle-aged man in a blue brocade robe with gold thread came down from another carriage, looking at Cheng Da who came down from the opposite side.
"Hey, you really want to come, not yet...... You know......! Lord Na Cheng glanced at the carriage behind him, and looked at the man in front of him helplessly.
"Oh, I know, I know! Brother Cheng, we're free to go and have tea together, I'll go over first! The tall and thin man surnamed Wen looked at the carriage, nodded clearly, exchanged a few words, and followed the two attendants of the Huashang Workshop, a man and a woman, who were waiting on the side, to the painting boat assigned to him.
"Madam, Chuchu, it's time to get off the carriage...... Master Cheng waited for the eldest brother surnamed Wen who he knew well to leave, and reluctantly walked to the carriage, and whispered to the daughter-in-law and the younger daughter who was also dressed as a man.
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"Second brother, this is the painting boat, this is too luxurious!" Zhuang Zihao looked at the double-decker luxury ship in front of him, as well as the attendants and maids who were busy on the painting boat.
"Zhuang Gongzi, please!"
The young man who was in charge of leading the way for Zhuang Zihao and them on the side looked at the big boat in front of them, stretched out his hand and bent down and said respectfully.
"Hmm!"
Zhuang Zijie nodded with a faint smile on his face, and took Zhuang Zihao to the painting boat.
On the boat.
"Second brother, look, there are a lot of painting boats here, and there are a lot of people!"
"Second brother, you see that painting boat actually has three floors!"
"That maid is so good-looking!"
Zhuang Zihao looked at everything around him excitedly, chattering non-stop.
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When the time comes, Huashang Fang kicks off a monthly performance!
With the arrival of the hour, colorful fireworks were set off around Qingxi Lake, followed by a burst of war drums, and at the position of the central stage of Qingxi Lake, a group of Huashang Fang artists were dancing with various silk wind music.
After a while, a bewitching young woman-like beauty descended from the center of the stage, and she was the host of the evening.
Personal code name - Mrs. Wan!
With the arrival of Mrs. Wan, the entire Qingxi Lake was quiet.
"Good evening everyone, today is the fourth banquet held by Huashang Fang this year, and the rules of this banquet must be very clear to everyone here!!"
Mrs. Wan smiled!
The audience cheered!
"Second brother, what kind of distance?" Zhuang Zihao tilted his little head and looked at Zhuang Zijie suspiciously.
Zhuang Zijie looked at the gorgeous stage in the middle of the lake not far away, and shook his head helplessly!
"Zhuang Gongzi, this is the law formulated by our Huashang Fang, you can take a look!"
After listening to Zhuang Zihao's question, the young man standing on the side instructed the maid to take a copy of the law booklet of Huashang Fang and handed it to Zhuang Zijie!
"So it's still a semi-public auction?" Zhuang Zijie smiled and looked at the booklet in his hand, and smiled inadvertently.
"Second brother, auction? Will there be an auction of things in a moment? Zhuang Zihao also ran over, Ba was beside Zhuang Zijie, looking at the contents of the booklet.
"Second brother, there are really a lot of rules in this Huashang Fang!" Zhuang Zihao looked at the thick booklet in the second brother's hand and said with emotion.
"Well, that's a lot, but just remember the most important rules!" Zhuang Zijie looked at all the rules and regulations on the booklet!
"That's good!" Zhuang Zihao cheered.
"Second brother, do you think it's started?" Suddenly, a pleasant melody sounded on the surface of Qingxi Lake, and a group of beauties were dancing in the center of the stage.
"Second brother, that Mrs. Wan's face is really big, and the people on the painting boat around her are waiting for her to speak!"
looked at Mrs. Wan, who was talking about the opening remarks, and sighed.
"Well, I know a thing or two, Mrs. Wan's original name was Feng Wanjun, she was the eldest princess of the previous emperor of Feng Kingdom, and she tied the knot with her childhood sweetheart when she was twenty-eight years old, but unfortunately she and the horse have not given birth to a son and a half daughter for many years, and the horse she loved was also a serious illness when she was in her twenties and died, alas!" Thinking of this, Mrs. Wan sighed as she looked at what was said on the stage.
The young man and the maid who were standing on the side waited as if they hadn't heard what Zhuang Zijie said, and they were busy with their own work.
Wang Wenyuan supported his ears and listened carefully to the introduction of his second master.
"Mrs. Wan is so pitiful!" Zhuang Zihao sighed after listening to it!
"However, isn't the second brother, Mrs. Nawan, the eldest princess of the Feng Dynasty, how could she be here?" Zhuang Zihao stared at Mrs. Wan on the stage.
"I don't know!" Zhuang Zijie shook his head and shook his head helplessly.
"I won't say much about that, and the next thing is to auction the first item."
The whole stage music was tense in vain!
Mrs. Wan is in her Chinese New Year's Eve this year, but because of good maintenance, she looks more like a charming and sexy young woman with a convex and backward curt, hooking some lustful people and having a dry mouth.
In just a moment, a beautiful girl in a crimson flag costume with a slip tray in her hand strolled to Mrs. Wan's side, smiling and standing.
"This is the first auction item of our Huashang Fang today, a thousand-year-old ginseng, with a reserve price of 10,000 taels of silver, and each increase cannot be less than one dollar or two silver......" Feng Wanjun took the ginseng in the tray in her hand, like a bidder in a painting boat, and flipped it over, before putting it back.
"Yellow No. 1 bids fifteen thousand taels of silver!"
"Xuanzi No. 17 bids 20,000 taels of silver!"
In the Xuanzi painting boat, a calm and powerful voice sounded.
"Fifty thousand taels of silver!"
"Dizi No. 7 bid 50,000 taels of silver, is there anything higher!"
Mrs. Wan smiled charmingly after hearing this.
It can be seen that she is quite satisfied with this price.
"100,000 taels of silver ......"
At this price, the audience was silent!
"Tianzi No. 1 bid 100,000 taels of silver, is there anything better?"
Madame Wan chuckled and continued to preside over the auction.
"One hundred thousand taels of silver at a time!"
"One hundred thousand taels of silver twice!"
"One hundred thousand taels of silver three times!"
"Congratulations to the guests of Tianzi No. 1 for taking this item."
After determining the owner of the thousand-year-old ginseng, Mrs. Wan waved her hand to the delicate girl on the side.