There was a urging voice outside the door, and it sounded like it should be the mage of the Huang family.

After delaying for a while, the dagger still stabbed over, and Gu Huai complained a little about You Qiu, why didn't he send some more people to protect himself.

But after thinking about it again, how old is he himself, and how many people like Yufeng can be protected?

Somehow, he always remembered a lot of things in the moment of crisis.

At the moment when the tip of the dagger was about to stab Gu Huai, suddenly the window next to the house was rushed open by something, and the next moment, the yellow shopkeeper flew out sideways with a crooked side, fell heavily on the floor, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

This change came too suddenly, not to mention the shopkeeper Huang, Gu Huai was confused.

But he knew he was being saved again.

Look at this sudden method, is it the person from the Qinghong Courtyard last time?

Is that the coachman?

The shopkeeper Huang lay on the ground, barely supported himself with his hands, and looked out the window in disbelief:

"What...... What's that!?"

He looked down at his body, a shuttle-like thing, half a foot long, stuck in his left waist, half of it was already half, and blood kept pouring out.

With a "bang", the door was slammed open from the outside, and a middle-aged man in a green robe rushed in.

The middle-aged man was holding a shoulder-length staff, and the staff was engraved with some lines, some like annual rings, some like leaves, arranged in tandem, which showed the range of mana that the mage was good at-wood power spells.

The so-called Muketu. From this point of view, the mana field outside should also be the work of this mage.

"Get me out of here!" shopkeeper Huang seemed to finish with the last bit of strength.

"Shopkeeper Huang, you!"

With brown hair and brown eyes, the Wood Mage looked like a Cisse in the human world.

He first ran over to help the shopkeeper Huang, then glanced at Gu Huai, frowned, as if he didn't believe that the sick person on the bed could hurt his shopkeeper like that. Then he glanced at the pierced window paper and muttered:

"What a skill!"

Gu Huai also stared at the wooden shuttle that Huang inserted into Huang's shopkeeper, thinking that it seemed that he had seen it somewhere, it seemed to be used as a hidden weapon, but it didn't look like the craftsmanship of ordinary daytime hidden weapons.

As soon as the mage and the shopkeeper Huang left, they came into the house with a slow foot, holding a sword, and asked Gu Huai with a stern expression:

"Okay!?"

Gu Huai nodded:

"Fortunately, someone came to the rescue and survived. ”

Guilt was written on the face of the wind and said:

"I just fought with the Ichiki guards, but I chased them out, and when I came back, I found that there was a mana field here, and I was a little anxious...... I'm so sorry. ”

Gu Huai shook his head, he didn't blame him for this at the time. If he doesn't do active protection, then I'm afraid that he will kill himself by the wooden guard.

Feng Qichi walked around the room, saw the broken window, leaned over, looked out, and muttered:

"This technique is so strange......

"How do you say that?" Gu Huai looked puzzled when he saw the wind.

"It's a side door. Feng Xiangchi touched the edge of the pierced window paper and said word by word.

"Are you saying that this person doesn't know martial arts?" Gu Huai was even more puzzled, he recalled the stunned expression on the face of the mage in the Huang shopkeeper just now, thinking that this savior was at least a master of making secret weapons.

"I don't know martial arts. Feng Chi shook his head.

"Could he be a mage then?" Gu Huai asked again.

"What did he use to save you?" asked Feng Xiangchi.

"One...... A wooden shuttle. Gu Huai said that he found that even he didn't believe it when he said it.

Because of that thing, he didn't feel like a wooden object more and more.

Hearing that it was a wooden shuttle, Feng Desire did not show any surprise or suspicion, but only frowned:

"It doesn't seem to be a mage. Mages disdain to use such tools. Moreover, if a mage can use such a tool to injure someone, he will be able to save you with his bare hands. ”

Gu Huai nodded, remembering that the strength technique in the Qinghong Courtyard at that time must only be done by a very high-level mage.

It is said that after receiving the power of that qi technique, Sha Wuliu still has a big wound on his body.

After resting for a night, there is a strong mana enchantment on this quicksand island, which has restored Gu Huai's physical strength and energy a lot, and he can basically eat, drink, and jump.

In the early morning of the second day, the group reunited in the heart of quicksand to wait for the auction to open.

Looking at it, there seemed to be a few fewer businessmen present a few days ago, including the shopkeepers, supervisors and even guys with whom they had dealt, and of course, the yellow shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper Huang was absent and was seriously injured, but his business continued, so only a few attendants and some stewards were left to take care of it.

Of course, Gu Huai had fallen for the trick of the Huang shopkeeper before, and revealed to him that his side's estimation of the value of Moyang Fang must have been passed on to their team.

On Gu Huai's side, himself, Tailai, Feng Chi and Heizai are all there, and Sha Wuliu is also there.

When Sha Wuliu saw Gu Huai, his eyes were still full of resentment, and he still had some regrets.

What is the regret? Regret that Gu Huai was not poisoned earlier?

Gu Huai saw Sha Wuliu's demeanor, and wondered in his heart, the poisoned and the fake anthurium flower tea, aren't they all related to this turtle son!?

The shouting crowd in the hall gradually quieted down, and the shopkeeper Qiu appeared, with a pleasant smile on his face, as if nothing had happened yesterday.

Gu Huai secretly scolded this surnamed Qiu. Yesterday, he was recruited at the scene of the heart of quicksand, and this master has not seen it to come to condole, and he feels that it is really a little out of line.

But then think about it, what are the things on the Quicksand Islands, and what goods have come here, it is impossible not to know what is in charge. Since everyone is in a pot of mixed water, there is no need for the owner of this pot to take care of everyone in the pot.

Because taking care of anyone is called taking care of one or the other.

"Welcome everyone-" Shopkeeper Qiu spoke, shouting, his voice was very loud, "This auction has everyone's participation, so that my little quicksand heart is full of light!"

"Lao Qiu, you don't bother you to say the same thing every time!?" Before the shopkeeper Qiu finished speaking, someone below began to shout.

"Yes, Boss Qiu, let's get down to business, don't make us wait!" These people don't seem to be martial artists or non-masters, but they are all murderous, and it seems that the residual anger of the previous days is still hanging on their bodies.

"Okay!" the shopkeeper Qiu listened to others shouting like this, his face did not change, he still greeted him with a smile, and said, "What everyone should do in the past few days has also been done......

This so-called thing to do, Gu Huai has learned it more thoroughly, on the surface it is the exchange of news and the spy on the enemy's situation, but secretly it is a fight to the death.

"Then don't talk nonsense," Shopkeeper Qiu continued, "Immediately ask for the business deed of Moyangfang, the participating object this time!"

As soon as the words fell, something slowly rose in the middle of the round platform in the center of the Heart of Quicksand Hall.

A parchment roll, an expensive swaggering goatskin roll, rises from the middle of the platform, and then floats in mid-air with mana after reaching a certain height.

Written on the parchment scroll was a large crimson letter: Deed.

There are a few lines of small characters below the word "deed", in which "Moyangfang" is printed.

This is the business deed of Moyangfang.

Compared with the personal deed and employment deed that Gu Huai has seen, this deed not only looks much larger, but also more solemn.

There is a faint layer of fluorescence around the parchment deed, which must be a mana enchantment used for protection.

Seeing this parchment roll rising, the people at the scene began to be agitated. It seems that if it weren't for that mana enchantment, everyone would rush up and take it by force.

At this time, those wolf-like and hungry eyes really shocked Gu Huai.

"It's just a new store, why is it so attractive?" Gu Huai asked the black boy beside him.

At this time, he also remembered the letter he received from You Qiu last night - this Boss You also values it very much. Everyone present knew what this roll of paper meant.

There were also auctions and charity sales in the imperial city from time to time, but there was no such pomp and circumstance, nor was there such a fierce struggle.

"A new deal, several new stores, exponentially increased revenue, greater goodwill ......," says Black.

"However, the profit is made by people, the goodwill is built by people, and it depends on people whether a new deal is successful or not," Gu Huai asked, "Why are they still so persistent?"

"In a place like Shakuncheng, where the economy and commerce are developed, the average lifespan of the shop is much longer than that of our human world," said Heizai, "so it is a very good opportunity to have a piece of fat like Moyangfang released." ”

Gu Huai pondered Heizai's words, after all, this person came to Shakuncheng many days earlier than himself, and he could see it more thoroughly.

"And," said Blackbox, after a moment's thought, "for those who are brave enough to speculate, they may only see the joy of success, and they may not even think about what will happen after failure." ”

An ancient man said: The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and it is shown here, vividly, even without the skin.

"This auction, as before, uses the first-class sealed price method," said the shopkeeper Qiu, "Before the auction begins, each caravan member of the caravan will go their own way and discuss the bidding strategy.

The minimum tick for a bid is one tael.

The news of the bid is kept secret by each caravan, and the responsibility for others to hear it is their own.

When bidding, each team sends one person and writes the price in an isolated envelope. ”

In the hand of the shopkeeper Qiu, there was an extra white envelope with a black word "price" written on it.

"Isolate the envelope," Black Box muttered after seeing the envelope, "the city mansion is dedicated to all mana, and I don't know the materials and craftsmanship of its production. ”

When it came to the exclusive supply of the city mansion, Gu Huai saw a hint of longing in his eyes.

Of course, Gu Huai knew that Xiao Hei was not eager for the envelope, nor was it a good special material......

"There is only one chance to bid," continued the shopkeeper, "and the one with the highest price wins."

Since you have already been given a day to prepare, only two hours are provided. As soon as the hour comes, please put the envelope in the box next to me. ”

Shopkeeper Qiu pointed to a small wooden box beside him.

"Your envelope, who is bidding?" asked a runner who came to the You caravan, handed over a white envelope.

Black Box pointed at Gu Huai:

"Him!"

Gu Huai took the envelope.

The moment he took the envelope, he suddenly felt that there were many pairs of eyes staring at him, persistent and unfriendly.

What is this atmosphere? Gu Huai sweated in his heart.

But at the moment, he couldn't care so much, and You Qiu's sentence "I must win Moyangfang" always came to mind.

He made up his mind and asked the black boy:

"Where do we start?"