The price shouted 400,000 taels, and now it was Zhou Ang's turn to have a headache. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info people have been sent out.,It's too late to temporarily raise prices.,It's a pleasure to kill a few people before.,Now I think about it, I just feel unbearable.。 Stupid! It's good to be knocked down, why bother to kill all the money and can't get along with the silver. At this moment, he also encountered Fang Yaqing's problem, although power is equivalent to money, but the transformation in the middle also takes time.

What to do? He is a dignified royal historian, so he won't be on credit. Mo said that he couldn't do this, even if he was willing to pull down his face, the other party would never agree. Or give up? Zhou Ang recalled Fang Caiyanwu's appearance and figure in his mind, and he was finally reluctant. He gritted his teeth and shouted heedlessly: "Five hundred thousand taels! ”

Damn, shout and talk! It's getting late, so it's really impossible to catch a few more tomorrow morning, and it should be able to blow up hundreds of thousands of taels in a day. Besides, his identity is in the capital, which is the guarantee of credibility, and there is nothing to believe.

Zhou Ang was lucky, and the moment he shouted out was just when the merchant was about to speak. As soon as the price of 500,000 taels came out, the middle-aged man immediately swallowed the words in his throat, coughed lightly and stopped talking.

Whose silver is not blown by the wind, although the northern mountains and forests are treasures, and the profits of the mountains and furs are also good, but 500,000 taels... It's enough to buy girls from a few villages in the mountains. Forget it, there's no need to be wronged.

Prices have reached new heights, and there is no bidding in the whole hall anymore. Zhou Ang's idea was blackmail, and he didn't feel distressed as much as he shouted, and it was other people's silver that was spent horizontally. As for Jiang Yun, this guy's silver is really blown by the wind, with this God of Wealth as the backing, coupled with the advice of his father King Wu, telling him to help with the flowers, Ji Feng is also very confident. He took the small cup and drank it down, and shouted, "Five hundred and fifty thousand taels." ”

"Six hundred thousand taels."

"Six hundred and thirty thousand taels."

"Six hundred and fifty thousand taels."

"Six hundred and sixty thousand taels."

The price shouting range is getting lower and lower, in addition to the current price is too exaggerated, Zhou Ang also has some concerns. The big fish have been caught almost before, and the remaining small fish and shrimp are not realistic to make up too much in one day. Every time he shouted the price, Zhou Ang had to think about it for a long time, he was fighting for time, and his head was running fast while bidding, thinking about ways to make money quickly.

Both of them showed an imperative attitude, which made Ji Jiaocheng, who had already settled down, alive again. 10,000 taels plus 10,000, when does this have to be filmed? He rolled his eyes slightly, and decided to take a risk and add fuel to the fire. "One million taels!"

The two eyes shot at Ji Jiaocheng at the same time, but his face remained unchanged, and he poured wine and drank alone without raising his head.

"Xiaoyun, this... Ji Feng's face was embarrassed. Ji Jiaocheng has a criminal record, and anyone can see that he is deliberately stirring up. It's still an old saying, the auction is most afraid of adding to the chaos, the rhythm of the shouting is disrupted, and the price directly climbs to an astronomical amount, Ji Feng has never squandered it so much, and he can't help but retreat. He shook his head silently. "Forget it."

"What's wrong? There's still a silver ticket. ”

"Forget it, if I keep shooting, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it back for the rest of my life."

Jiang Yun smiled and said, "You're polite with me?" I didn't say I wanted you to pay it back. ”

Ji Feng was silent, handed back the silver ticket in his hand to Jiang Yun, and only cared about drinking.

Jiang Yun shook his head helplessly, he is also an uncle, and the gap between people is really big. If this situation was replaced by Lu Liang and Jiang Yun's pockets were not cleaned, he would never stop. The intellect cultivated by the tutor is of course important, but sometimes people live just to fight for breath? Thinking of this, Jiang Yun put away his smile and said seriously: "Big brother, tell me the truth, do you really like that Yan Wu?" ”

Ji Feng was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

That's it! People live to fight for breath, let alone have a good heart? Putting his hand on the table, Jiang Yun stood up and said lightly: "Two million taels." ”

"Guest officer, you say a lot... How much? The steward's eyes widened, and he raised his hand and plucked out his ears, for fear that he had heard poorly.

"Two million taels."

"Two... Two million taels? ”

"Yes." Jiang Yun craned his neck and glanced at Zhou Ang. "Young man, do you want more?"

This is a slap in the face, a slap in the face of Chi Guoguo. Zhou Ang couldn't stand this anger, and immediately shouted regardless of it: "Two hundred and one thousand taels." ”

With a touch of disdain on his face, Jiang Yun smiled coldly. "Three million taels."

"Three hundred..." Zhou Ang swallowed. "Three hundred and ten thousand taels."

"Five million taels."

“。。。”

Appeared! Lingering in my heart like a nightmare, that unreasonable bidding method finally reappeared. Looking at Zhou Angqing's white face, Ji Jiaocheng suddenly felt that he was very pitiful... He had experienced it firsthand. Jiang Yun's shouting is like waves in the angry sea, wave after wave, which will cause great psychological pressure on the other party, and no one knows when he will stop abruptly.

Five million taels? How else can Zhou Ang shout? Even if he catches up the officials below the second rank outside the princelings, it will be difficult to make up such a huge amount of money, let alone only one day. He couldn't shout anymore, and Zhou Ang suddenly found that even the possibility of his theoretical victory was gone, completely gone.

"Five million taels, but there is still a price increase?" The steward looked around and repeated it four or five times in a row.

Fare increase? The ghost is the markup. In the world before Jiang Yun crossed over, even a rich playboy would never spend five billion soft girl coins to buy a woman. At the end of the shout, even the steward himself felt that it was a little redundant, and he didn't even have a voice at all, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and announced loudly: "In this case, the Yanwu girl belongs to this son." ”

After speaking, he looked up at Jiang Yun and asked, "Childe is paying cash?" ”

"Yes."

"Wait a minute." The transaction price is too high, and in the position of steward, he is not qualified to touch such a huge silver ticket. He immediately jumped off the platform and went straight to the side wing on the second floor. Not long after, Fang Yaqing walked out of the house with Yan Wu and walked to Jiang Yunya's room.

Feeling greatly humiliated, Zhou Ang was about to walk away, but he stood up and saw the two women coming towards him. His eyes widened again, petrified for a moment, and without hesitation, he hurried forward. "In the Imperial History, Cheng Zhou Ang, dare to ask Miss Fang's name?"

Women, as expected, there is no one who is the most beautiful, only more beautiful. Zhou Ang had not yet gotten out of the shock of Yan Wu's stunning appearance, and in the blink of an eye, another one appeared that was comparable to him, or even faintly surpassed. This Xiaoxiang Pavilion really has a great background, only these two women, I am afraid that it will be difficult to compare with the Qinglou in the world. Greed is the original sin and the greatest motivator. At this moment, Zhou Ang had already forgotten Ji Qiyun's advice, and he didn't know that the target he was targeting had already been regarded as forbidden by his master. A Yan Wu, he can still maintain his sanity, and now there is another Fang Yaqing, Zhou Ang has made up his mind, even if he comes to Heng, he has to take the second daughter into his hands.

Accosting is the first step he resolutely took. It's just that he seems to have made the same mistake as Jiang Yun at the beginning, and regarded this Miss Fang as a girl from the Qinglou.

was blocked by a mad dog, Fang Yaqing was unhappy in her heart, but there was an indifferent smile on her face. "Little woman Fang Yaqing, dare to ask what the adults command?"

"Oh!" Zhou Ang bowed his head, beckoned to the steward on the side, and said, "This official wants to redeem Miss Fang, you can make a price." ”

Miss Fang? Ransom? Everyone present was stunned. Later, they gradually came back to their senses, and the acquaintances glanced at each other, and then burst into laughter. Which wild man came out of the mountains this Zhou Ang? The young lady of the Guan Fang family, the helmsman of the Shang League, didn't know her, and even said that he wanted to redeem her.

The laughter was so unscrupulous, and the steward in front of him was full of expressions that wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, Zhou Ang seemed to feel that he had said something wrong, but he couldn't understand it for a while. Seeing Fang Yaqing smile and shake her head, she didn't pay attention to him anymore, and after bypassing from the side, she walked straight into Jiang Yun's private room.

"Master Jiang, don't come unharmed." She bowed generously, as if she had forgotten all about pulling Jiang Yun as a substitute for the dead ghost.

Jiang Yun didn't care, and said with a faint smile: "Hello Miss Fang, can you bring the redemption contract?" ”

"Brought." Fang Yaqing took out a paper deed from his cloud sleeve and spread it out on the table. "It only takes a fingerprint to take effect, but the agreement will not be finalized until April next year."

"It's okay, this is a silver ticket, let's check it." Jiang Yun didn't bother to go into details, and directly handed over a stack of silver tickets.

Neither of them could see the broken silver and miscellaneous money in their eyes, Fang Yaqing didn't order it either, took it and glanced at it, and then stuffed it into his arms. Her belt was tied quite high, and after the silver ticket was in her arms, her bust suddenly skyrocketed a few points, which made Jiang Yun feast his eyes, and he couldn't help but think of what happened before, and pinched his right hand unconsciously. This scene happened to fall into Fang Yaqing's eyes, and the look of shame disappeared in a flash, and both of them had a bit of strange color in their eyes.

Zhou Ang, who was left to dry, couldn't help but darken.