041 The Adventures of Lu Xiangsheng 2

Lu Xiangsheng returned to the four seas in a luxurious carriage.

When I came back again, I ate it in my mouth, and the taste of the food for a meal of dozens of taels of silver became a little light, and the single-family cottage with the crane dancing pine song and looking extremely elegant was also a little alienated.

For some reason, there seemed to be a fire burning inside him.

In the evening, the woman in Tsing Yi estimated that he had woken up, so she sent two maids in to serve and freshen up. So far, Lu Xiangsheng's silver has not been spent much. He seemed a little embarrassed, but it seemed that the woman in Tsing Yi didn't particularly care.

"In half an hour, it's a small auction every two days, so adults might as well go and sit down."

After that, seeing that Lu Xiangsheng nodded in permission, the woman in Tsing Yi led the way, led him through several courtyards, and walked underground along the steps next to the fish pond in the garden.

This kind of daily auction is not large, so he chose a small semi-underground venue, and when he was about to reach the door, the woman in Tsing Yi handed him a mask that seemed to be Qin Qiong, the door god, and motioned for him to wear it on his face.

On the table in the auction hall are more than a dozen huge bronze candlesticks, hanging high, illuminating the auction display table and the high ones on the high platform.

Under the stage are dozens of small square tables one foot square, which can accommodate up to three people to sit. On the table are small candlesticks, which not only ensure that the guests can see the food and auction lists on the table, but also make the guests' area hazy.

After Lu Xiangsheng sat down, the woman in Tsing Yi put a small sign with the number of Jiazi in Lu Xiangsheng's hand.

"The guests have something to look at later, and after the host announces the start, they will hold up a sign to indicate it. After one person makes an offer, the host asks three times in a row, and if no one offers a higher price, the lot will be won by the highest bidder. The woman in Tsing Yi used the simplest method to introduce the rules of the auction to Lu Xiangsheng.

After a group of beauties sang and danced lightly, the host in charge of the auction from all over the world stood up tremblingly, stared at the sweaty people and made a circle around, and then said:

"Today is a normal auction venue in the four seas. The first piece of the collection, the main trunk length of nine meters, is the Naturalization Mansion Shanggong Jinsi Nanmu. "The host doesn't talk much, he relies on the items in the auction to speak.

In the bright light, the golden silk nanmu with a diameter of more than three feet that was almost shiny with oil was pushed up by people panting and panting.

Lu Xiangsheng did not hesitate to raise the sign in his hand, his wife is also old, and she also needs to prepare such an object.

But he only made it to the first round, and finally was saddened by money problems. Stimulated by the passion that erupted in the audience, this golden silk nanmu reached the peak of the offer, thirteen thousand taels, Lu Xiangsheng looked at himself, and estimated that it was not worth so much to sell his whole body.

At this time, he was already very interested, and felt that it was a money game. When he was about to get up to leave, but what he didn't expect was that he was reluctant to let go of everything that followed.

The wood was moved down, and the second item was afraid that the sale would be lightly lifted up by a woman.

When the cover was opened, it turned out to be Zhang Yu's ink ingot.

Zhang Yu is the founder of oil smoke ink, famous for making imperial ink, and dragon incense ink has never flowed out of the Forbidden City. And this batch of dragon incense agarwood has a total of twelve pieces, each of which exudes a black light like a jewel.

"Our master said, good ink can't live up to it, this field is only open to lifters, and only those who lift can participate." The host followed the text on a note, trembling and announcing loudly.

"How can you guarantee that I'm a lifter?" The fat man with the head of a flower bear next to him mocked.

"I know, at least not Your Excellency." In this sense, everyone in the world has pride.

"Ha~~" There was a burst of relaxed laughter around the fat man.

The host on the stage tapped his little hammer, "Is there any?" ”

Lu Xiangsheng raised his hand alone. The host arched his hand to show respect: "The base price of these twelve ink ingots is ten taels, and the price is increased by five taels at a time, please make a price." ”

There was no competition, and Lu Xiangsheng easily pocketed twelve ink ingots made by Zhang Yu with an annual salary of 20%. Soon, the woman in Tsing Yi took the ink ingot and put it in Lu Xiangsheng's hand. Lu Xiangsheng felt more and more interesting here.

Then the light cover changed one by one, and the light was bright and dimmed, and a huge black pig was dragged up on the platform, which was tied up and howled and placed on the high platform.

"Hey, it's the first time I've seen you auction a pig today." The one who spoke was still a fat man wearing a bear head, and there was nothing wrong with this one, just a broken mouth.

The host didn't speak, but just checked the stability of the tied rope and the platform, and then stretched out his hand to invite a woman in Tsing Yi.

Lu Xiangsheng's eyes lit up.

Others hadn't paid attention yet, but he saw the woman in green clothes holding a fire gun more than a foot long in her hand.

Different from the four-foot spear that Lu Xiangsheng had seen, when others were still at a loss, I saw that the woman skillfully took out something from the deerskin pouch on her waist and filled it from the top of the fire gun, and then flattened her arm and buckled the information mechanism.

There was a flash of click, and there was a loud roar from the stone house. Then there was the huge smoke from the muzzle of the gun. Then I heard the huge wail of the black pig and the gushing of blood.

Lu Xiangsheng didn't move, and he didn't even cover his ears in advance. He enjoyed the roar of the firearm so much that he greedily smelled the smell of the gunpowder burning.

The woman didn't stop.

Slowly, he cleaned the barrel with a stab, loaded the charge, buckled the flint, and pulled the message again. Then he quickly and firmly made up another shot, and the blood flowed more and more, and the black pig's wail became weaker and weaker.

The people under the stage were terrified, who had ever seen this in this soft red and warm jade place.

After a brief silence, hula-la, a group of people stood up, their fat bodies knocking over the saucers, overturning the tables and chairs, and screaming and rushing outside.

Lu Xiangsheng looked at the little fat man left alone in the field.

Before he was about to praise this person, he smelled a pungent smell of urine. This man was lying in a chair, incontinent, and had passed out.

Seeing that Lu Xiangsheng was left in the arena, a sober person, the woman in Tsing Yi jumped off the stage:

"One hundred and twenty taels of silver, sir." With that, he slapped the short firearm, ammunition sac, and accessory short dagger on the table next to Lu Xiangsheng.

"Can't be missing?" Lu Xiangsheng asked with interest.

"This year is really indispensable, please be early next year."