After eating, how can he be regarded as Song Qing's brother, it should be reasonable to go to see the auction of this little girl. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Thinking of this, Wu Yu nodded with satisfaction.

Rice, although it is made by the chef of the big hotel, is still far inferior to those roadside snacks when eaten in Wu Yu. Every dish is very exquisite, Wu Yu looked at the most ordinary fried loin, this should be the most ordinary dish, next to the fried golden meat, on the rockery carved from unknown materials, two white cranes flew into the sky. I'm afraid this dish is more expensive to decorate than this dish.

All the people around were discussing the Song family's auction, an admission ticket of 30,000 yuan, which may seem nothing to these people, but after Wu Yu heard this number, he couldn't help but smack his tongue, damn it, 30,000 yuan is enough for how much he can eat.

But the most important thing is not money, because the Song family's auction tickets are only 1,000, and every morning and afternoon is a total of three days, and there are 1,000 tickets every half day, but this thousand seems to be a lot, but every time it will be robbed in half an hour. Is there really anything good at this auction? Wu Yu chewed the fried crispy meat in his mouth, and couldn't help frowning, but at this moment, he really understood how rich the Song family was, just the 2,000 admission tickets per day was an income of 600,000 yuan, and the auction would deduct one-twentieth of the profit from the lot. In fact, most auction houses will deduct one-tenth of the lot, and it is precisely because of this that the Song family stands out in the northern region on the second floor.

Who wouldn't want to be able to make more money selling something? What's more, the Song family still has the reputation of the first auction on the second floor, and in the Song family, you won't worry that the price of the lot will be deliberately lowered, so this also causes the entire second floor, even in the Western Regions and the Southern Regions, to have the existence of the Song family's auction house.

To put it simply, the Song family occupies almost all the auction rooms on the second floor, and those smaller auction houses on the second floor have little room to survive. In less than twenty minutes, Wu Yu had already eaten all the dishes in front of him, and as for the pot of chicken soup, Wu Yu only took a sip, and the expression on his face became strange.

What does it smell like? Wu Yu looked at the brown chicken soup, the shape of the muscles was cut beautifully, and there was nothing messy in it, but this taste was very strange and unpalatable? Yes, it's really hard to drink, but if you want to say what is bad to drink, Wu Yu really can't say.

"What is this?" Wu Yu looked at it for a long time, and then found that on the ground of the chicken, there was actually a layer of mushrooms that were also brown, and there was nothing special about it at a glance, so after hesitating, he still stuffed the mushrooms into his mouth, chewed gently, and only needed one time.

"Phew, what the is this?" Wu Yu spit out the yellow thing in his mouth, his brows furrowed slightly, the mushroom had been bitten into several pieces, and he could vaguely see its original appearance, "What is this, why is it so unpalatable." ”

Wu Yu sighed helplessly, he swore that if he touched the soup again, he would really go to eat. Soup is really not something that people can drink. But it's also to blame him, every time the real delicious soup, he never tastes it, but it's this soup with a strange taste, he wants to try it every time.

"Checkout." Wu Yu waved his hand and sat on the chair, thinking that after eating a meal, he should be in a good mood, but just because of that mouthful of soup, he sat on the chair, his eyes looked at the roof, and he looked loveless.

"Sir, this is your bill." The waiter handed it over, and Wu Yu glanced at it, "Hey, it's so cheap." ”

He was really a little curious, because he had seen the prices on the menu before, and although he didn't need any money now, he had never had any money, so he naturally knew the importance of saving money. Two of the most ordinary home-cooked dishes, and a pot of soup that looks pretty good. More than two thousand yuan, this price has already made Wu Yu not know how many times he has scolded Song Cheng in his heart.

However, the price on the menu at the moment is only more than 100 yuan.

"Sir, this is the rule of our store, for the executor, we have always used the original price, because the adults are very hard to perform tasks outside, so there is only so much that the small shop can do, how much we spend on the dishes, we will charge you, because our current life, after all, is also from your hands, isn't it?" The smile on the waiter's face was still beautiful, but these words were the same as those that came out of his heart.

Executor, is this true in the eyes of everyone?

Wu Yu sighed helplessly, took out the change from his pocket and handed it to the latter, "Then thank you." ”

"It's okay, Lord Executor, please go slowly." Still mildly serviced, the latter had a faint smile on his face.

Wu Yu walked out of the hotel and glanced at his watch, twelve twenty, there were forty minutes left before the opening, of course the time was enough, but the problem was the tickets for this auction venue.

"Damn, this identity is here, no need to use it in vain." Wu Yu buttoned up his hat and simply put on the appearance that I am the executor. But he was curious, why in this world, so many people are thanking the executor? For these people, Wu Yu's evaluation is only disgusting, of course, this is not all, Wu Yu sighed softly, the clothes on his body came from the hands of the executor, that person's face, Wu Yu can still remember it clearly, but these people should only be a small part of the executors.

Perhaps, but he has seen the ugliest side of the executor, although he has also seen the other side, but human beings are like this, the first impression, no matter who it is, is always the most important. Even if he desperately tried to forget, those things still stayed in his mind as if they were rooted, and he couldn't forget them no matter what.

But can that change? After all, the executor is a man of God, and he is a man who must kill God, because only by killing him can he escape from this place, this is his only wish will never change.

Perhaps, he is wrong in the eyes of everyone. Those who were born here, grew up here, they haven't been to Earth, this is their home. They are just ordinary people, and they never want to go to another world outside this world, because all they want is to live well in this world.