Chapter 199: Crazy Old Man, A Pile of Broken Books

The old man seemed to hesitate, but when Ye Wuyue's hand wanted to look through the messy papers again, the old man grabbed Ye Wuyue's hand again, and the speed was like a moment of goshawk predation, only for a moment, and even with Ye Wuyue's strength, he didn't have time to dodge. Moreover, although the old man's hands were already wrinkled and mottled like the bark of an old tree, the strength was as powerful as the roots of the tree adsorbing the ground.

This old man's strength is not ordinary!

This was the first thought that popped into Ye Wuyue's head.

Isn't this person a hidden master?!

Before Ye Wuyue could say anything, the old man approached Ye Wuyue mysteriously. Almost in her ear, whispering.

"You can't touch it, if you touch the baby, you will fly." As he spoke, he seemed to be looking around as if he was dodging someone.

Ye Wuyue has a little bit of a spectrum in his heart now, this old man estimates that even if he is a hermit master, he must be a hermit master who has gone crazy. Looking at the old man and the pile of crumpled paper in front of him, Ye Wuyue was not interested. Originally, she came to this old man and just thought he was an old ghost, but it turned out to be just a crazy old man. What treasures can a madman have, and he may not know where to grab a lot of waste books, and even if there are treasures, it is estimated that they have already been thrown by this old man without knowing where they are.

"Okay, then I won't touch it." Ye Wuyue said and wanted to withdraw his hand and stand up.

But his hand was still in the old man's hand, and he wanted to withdraw it, but the old man clung to it as if he had grabbed her.

Dongli Weiyang, who had been enduring it on the side, really couldn't bear it now. slapped the old man's hand tightly grasping Ye Wuyue's hand.

You old rascal, you're still addicted to it.

Xu sensed the danger of leaving Weiyang, and the old man's hand immediately spread away.

"You, don't you want it?" Although he withdrew his hand, the old man still looked at Ye Wuyue with blank eyes, and ignored Dongli Weiyang, who beat him. A touch of grievance appeared on some sloppy and wrinkled old faces.

Grievance? You are wronged!

Ye Wuyue really wanted to hit the wall at this time, what was going on. Did she inadvertently provoke an old scoundrel?

"I'm hungry, so I've sold something delicious." The old man pursed his mouth and said aggrievedly.

Although the logic of this sentence is extremely poor, it does not prevent Ye Wuyue from understanding what he means.

This means that he is hungry and wants to eat, and he wants to sell these waste papers to Ye Wuyue in exchange for something to eat, but Ye Wuyue can't touch or look through them.

Ye Wuyue is really a little crazy and helpless at this time.

"Okay, you can take these to buy food." Ye Wuyue took out some loose silver from the storage bag, stuffed it into the old man's hand, and turned to leave.

As a result, it didn't take long for someone to suddenly stuff a burden into his arms, and then when he raised his eyes again, the old man had already run away without a trace.

"Look at this speed, it's not like a madman at all." Dongli Weiyang said.

Ye Wuyue lowered her head and paused, "Forget it, there's no need to delay the good mood in vain." "Whether the old man is really crazy or pretending to be stupid, let's just think that her money is the pile of paper she bought. Ye Wuyue had just picked up the furoshiki and wanted to find a place to throw it away, but this pull made her inadvertently catch a glimpse of some words on the paper.

Hui Lu Dan Fang?

What is this? Danfang? Since it is a Danfang, it is not a useless thing after all. Thinking like this, Ye Wuyue casually stuffed this baggage skin into the storage bag. No matter what Danfang is, let's go to research it when we have time, and forget the rest.

The little episode here didn't attract too many people's attention, and Ouyang Yuanshan saw it from a distance, but he only glanced at the pile of waste paper that the old man had stuffed into Ye Wuyue's hand just now. After that, he turned his head and continued to look at all the handwritten exchanges in the entire outfield, whether it was books or parchment and vellum paper, the Ouyang family could almost be said to be a large-scale purchase, if they couldn't buy it, they would be forced to buy, and if they couldn't buy it, they would threaten it, it could be said that they didn't have the best taste, but even if the strength of these outfield people who needed to go out of the stall in exchange for what they needed, they didn't have a strong family to support them, and the Ouyang family's overlord-like approach could only be swallowed bitterly. After all, there is no difference between hitting a stone with an egg on a previous family.

This is the case everywhere, let alone this world of cultivation.

Ye Wuyue walked around a few more times, and gave up the idea of shopping for treasures in the outfield without seeing what he needed.

Finally, it's time for the dark auction.

This dark auction is not held in a formal and dedicated auction venue, this place is like an ordinary house. And the process of this auction is not as seen and thought before, it seems that in order to help the buyers keep secrets, all the buyers participating in the auction are placed in a segregated, fully enclosed room. After the auction begins, the auctioneer will hold the things to be auctioned by a powerful little guy, walk around the rooms, and shake around, saying that it is for the buyer to check the virtual reality, but in fact, the time to stay in each room is only one minute. It is almost impossible to determine why this object is real or fake in just a dozen seconds. And if you want to shoot it well, write it on a special slip of paper and put it on the tray at the door. Wait for the auctioneer to copy out the numbers in the small slips of paper on all the trays, and then choose the one with the highest price from all of them. However, as long as the money is paid, regardless of whether it is successful or not, one percent of the money paid will be used as a commission.

It can be said that this dark auction is almost a big gamble. Regardless of whether the bet is won or lost, it seems that the buyer is the loser.

Ye Wuyue and Dongli Weiyang stayed in a private room, although they lost a place in this way, but they didn't know how much money the other party paid in the separate private room, and they didn't know how much money the other party paid, and they lost both of them lost the bet but lost more commissions.

Although the service in this private room is very good, the cherished spirit fruit is eating, the tea boiled by Tianquan water is drinking, and the beautiful little girl is serving, but even this is difficult to suppress the surging complaints in Ye Wuyue's heart.

"Who came up with this unethical idea, this idea sounds beneficial to buyers at first glance, after all, there is no need to compete for bidding, but if you think about it carefully, it is a big disadvantage. In order to get the treasure you want, the buyer must come up with the price that he thinks is worthwhile, otherwise he will be accidentally auctioned off by others, and the auctioneer can still get the so-called commission. Tsk, this adds up, which means that this auction party can have both sides of the income. On the one hand, there is this one percent commission, so many buyers add up to not a small number, and the other is the price that the buyers pay with all their might. That's definitely more than the amount of money you get at auction. Who's coming up with this idea, really, it's lacking in virtue enough. ”

Dongli Weiyang next to him handed the fruit in his hand to his mouth, but he couldn't swallow it.

What do you do, the kung fu of these few words has already scolded herself for her lack of virtue twice. But this Duobao Pavilion is his own, and he doesn't think of any way to earn enough money, and he should think of ideas to make money, just like the sale of pills in the palace before.

"This should be understandable," Dongli Weiyang hesitated, weakly trying to defend himself, "Doing business is definitely to make money, it's just that he took a clever idea." ”

Ye Wuyue didn't notice the strangeness of "Su Nianyue" around her this time, "That's right, but you can't make so much money." It's a bit black-hearted. ”

Poof, Dongli Weiyang only felt that countless sharp arrows were plunged straight into his chest.

How to break the black heart that was said by the good moon, will the good moon dislike him?

"But isn't there a black box operation in this way? After all, no one else knows how much money others have paid. ”

"Well, after the buyer gets the treasure, the auctioneer won't say who won the auction but will say what the highest price is, and everyone will know if it's their own if they know what the price is."

Ye Wuyue took a bite of the pear and asked rhetorically, "Then if the auctioneer regrets the auction and says a price higher than the highest price, won't no one think there is a problem?" ”

Dongli Weiyang was stunned, it seemed that he really hadn't thought about it that way, and of course he hadn't tried it that way.

Before he could refute, Ye Wuyue said again, "Forget it, this situation is not impossible, even if the auctioneer of the ordinary auction can also get a childcare to fake the auction, it is not a big deal." ”

Dongli Weiyang finally quietly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, Liangyue didn't hate him.

After a while, the auction has begun.

I heard a bell ringing outside, and then there was no sound. But partiality is such a silence that is the most torturous. Everyone is waiting for the arrival of the treasure sendler, and they are all privately calculating the silver coin crystals they can use.

Ye Wuyue is stained with the light of "Su Nianyue", and the position is relatively high, but seeing what the treasure is first has more time to calculate how much he should quote.

"Knock knock," after a few knocks on the door, the little girl who sent the treasure came in with a tray. "Distinguished guests, please see."

Ye Wuyue thought that the thing that could be placed on the tray should be a small object, but after seeing the thing on the tray, he realized that he was completely wrong.

There are no treasures on the tray, but there is a comprehensive introduction to the treasures, from the glazed crystal miniature carving model to the comments of the treasure connoisseur, and even the image of the treasure recorded by the shadow stone, although it is not a real thing, but it is very intuitive in terms of angle and detail.

Night Moon hurried to check the tray for information that could bring her information.

"Honorable guest, you can start, it's your time until the hourglass is over." The little guy who sent the treasure smiled and took an hourglass with a red copper frame and gold sand, and placed it on the side and waited, the whole process was silent as if there was no such person, and the sense of existence was not ordinarily low.

But at this time, Ye Wuyue had no time or energy to pay attention to these things, and all her attention was attracted by the information on this tray.