Stun?!

Mu Jinghong's heart sank, and she felt that something was wrong, so she hurriedly withdrew her hand from her two palms, but unfortunately it was too late......

The eyes gradually became disoriented, and the legs began to shake, as if walking on cotton.

"You ......" Mu Jinghong pointed to Ling Jiantong, who was full of smiles, and the words on his lips had not yet been spoken, only a muffled sound of "bang" was heard, and he fell to the ground, unconscious.

Ling Jiantong took the opportunity to break away from the half-untied rope and threw it on Mu Jinghong's body, rubbing the tip of his nose very angrily: "You little white face wants to trap me, you don't even have a door!" ”

Next, she began to search for all the valuable things on Mu Jinghong's body, thinking that he was lying to her by saying that he didn't bring any money before, but after searching around, this white-faced kid is really a poor ghost!

Except for the jasper Tenghua stolen from her, there is no upper and lower half of her body, and this folding fan looks like it is worth a little money......

Fifty taels of silver didn't earn, but she didn't seem to lose money.

Since you don't have any money on you, then ......

Ling Jiantong glanced at the window smartly, there are so many girls in this Jiao Zi Pavilion who like Mu Jinghong, then she might as well follow the star-chasing behavior of modern fans.

Ling Jiantong took off all the clothes on Mu Jinghong's body, leaving him with only a thin and obscene clothes.

This intimate clothing will definitely sell for a good price.

Ling Jiantong got up satisfied, hugged the clothes, and finally gave a pitiful look to the fainting Mu Jinghong, and sang with a wave of his right hand: "Goodbye friends, goodbye friends, goodbye friends, goodbye friends, goodbye, goodbye!" ”

The door was quietly closed, and Ling Jiantong looked down at the prostitutes coming and going and the girls with a smirk, these were all potential money bags.

Come on, Ling Jiantong!

Ling Jiantong hugged her clothes and sneaked to the red platform in the center of the hall, a group of scantily clad women finished dancing, and after leaving, Ling Jiantong took the opportunity to walk up.

"Everyone, be quiet!" A silver bell-like voice came from the center of the stage, and the men and women who were intoxicated with love moved their eyes to the red platform, thinking that it was the new girl from Jiao Zi Pavilion, but their eyes fell on the petite Ling Jiantong, and their expectant eyes slowly dimmed.

Ling Jiantong was very self-aware, she knew that these people who were looking for fun would not care about her poorly dressed, so she simply put away the clothes and objects in her arms one by one, and became a promoter on the spot.

"Good evening everyone, what about me, I am the personal servant of the son of Jinghong, today, it is my son who asked me to come down and give benefits to everyone, especially the girls present!"

"Benefits?"

"What is a benefit?"

As soon as they heard that it was Mu Jinghong, the girls all cheered up, and looked at the clothes and objects on the table with two eyes.

and that fan, the girls who have served Mu Jinghong know that it is Mu Jinghong who often carries it with him.

"The welfare is that the son of Jinghong actually likes the girls of our Jiao Zige very much, but unfortunately, he is really lacking in skills, how can one person accompany so many girls, so he asked me to sell his underwear and objects to the girls here to keep a souvenir."

Ling Jiantong's mouth opened and closed, and immediately heated up the field.

As soon as the girls heard that it was close-fitting, they immediately flocked to the red platform, and some even took out silver tickets and jumped shouting to buy all Mu Jinghong's things.

The surging crowd, the glowing silver and tickets in his eyes, Ling Jiantong suddenly regretted a little, if he was allowed to sign his name on the paper casually before he was stunned, wouldn't he be able to make a lot of money again!

Forget it, people can't be too greedy, just have a thousand children and eight hundred.

Ling Jiantong waved his hands and shouted, "Girls, be quiet! Since everyone likes Childe Hung so much, but there are so few of these objects, then we can only take the form of auction to decide which girl gets which object of Childe Shock! ”

"Auction?!"

It's a new word, and I've never heard of it before.

Ling Jiantong got a spoon out of nowhere, knocked on the table, and then solemnly picked up Mu Jinghong's shirt and showed it in front of the girl with red eyes: "This is what Jinghong Gongzi just took off, this is not just a blouse, there is Jinghonggongzi's body fragrance and his temperature that has not dissipated, if you hold it in your arms at night, it is like Jinghong Gongzi sleeping on the edge of the couch, it is no different, the lowest price is ten taels!" ”

I don't know if it's because Ling Jiantong said it too vividly, the girls in the audience shouted the price with a lot of silver tickets, and some even began to remove the earrings and hairpins, and they were bound to buy this blouse.

The price soared all the way to a thousand taels of silver.

Ling Jiantong stood on the stage, and when he saw so many silver tickets, he was happy all of a sudden, and finally his hand rose and fell, and this blouse was sold for three thousand taels!

The girl in red, who had won the bid, took the sacred blouse with joy, held it in her arms, and left the hall with envious and jealous eyes all the way.

"Girls, don't worry, there are no clothes and fans, this fan is always with the son of Jinghong, never leaving his hand, touching it is like being gently held by the son of Jinghong, the lowest price is one thousand taels!"

Originally, the plan was that a fan could be sold for a few hundred taels, but seeing that the second-hand clothes worn were so popular, wouldn't this fan be even more valuable!

This price is really rising, Ling Jiantong lit the silver ticket while shouting to raise the price higher.

"The girl over there has already come out to 10,000 taels, is there anyone who will raise the price again?"

10,000 taels?!

This is half a lifetime of money, and the girls are starting to hesitate a little.

"Ten thousand taels, once!"

Ling Jiantong held the spoon, stared at the hesitant girls in the audience, and began to shout.

"Ten thousand taels, twice!"

The spoon fell slowly......

It seems that no one is bidding anymore.

"10,000 taels ......"

Before the "three times" exited, I suddenly saw someone in the crowd raise their hands and shout the price: "I'll pay fifty taels!" ”

Ling Jiantong frowned, which unlucky girl is this, can't she even do the math? People are shouting up, where is the reason to shout down at this price?!

Ling Jiantong was a little impatient with this troublemaker, but he still had a smile on his face, and explained: "Sister paper, this auction is not such a rule, this price can only be increased up, not reduced, you see, these fifty taels can't even buy this fan bone, this is the personal fan of the son of Jinghong, not an ordinary fan." ”

"But I'll come up with fifty taels." There was a hint of banter and unquestioning in the tone of the comer.