Chapter 212: How is he?

The face of the prince of the West Turk turned gloomy, and he asked the man next to him, "Who is in that box?" How dare you go against this king?"

"I don't know." The person next to him shook his head and persuaded, "Prince, everything is important to the treasures of the Qianchao, and there must be no conflict."

"The king knows." The prince of the West Turks waved his hand with a cold face.

Downstairs, among the many surprised voices, Zheng Wanyi hesitated for a moment, got up and arched his hand: "This son's kindness, Wanyi understands it. But if it is useless, it will not be accepted."

"Zheng Guo's treasure, it should be in the hands of Zheng Guoren." The other party said lightly, "You are the princess of Zheng Guo, and I have the right to use this treasure to buy you a favor."

Speaking of which, Zheng Wanyi nodded.

"Then I remember the kindness of my son, if I have the opportunity, I will repay it as a spring!"

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that the person upstairs wanted to take this opportunity to get acquainted with Princess Zheng Guo. More than 7,000 taels of silver to buy a favor from Princess Zheng Guo doesn't sound like a loss.

But the people around him all discussed: "Recently, Zheng has been in turmoil, and several high-ranking princesses are taking the heir!"

"The princess who can come to Qianyuan City at this juncture definitely has no status in Zheng Guo."

"Isn't it a waste of money to buy such a princess's favor?"

They laughed and laughed, laughing at the man on the second floor.

Listening to these discussions, Zheng Wanyi pursed her lips and looked depressed.

At this time, people from the two auction houses came up next to him and invited Zheng Wanyi to go backstage. The more valuable treasures in the auction must be settled after the auction, during which the auctioneer and the buyer must be guarded.

First, both sides are watching from the side, which can prevent the treasure from being dropped.

Second, the auctioneer is also afraid that the buyer will run away, so someone has to stay as a guarantee.

Hong Xiangrong seemed impatient and urged, "Princess, let's go quickly."

Zheng Wanyi took a deep look at the box on the second floor, then nodded and left.

The person sitting in the box was Shen Yunfan, he opened the corner of the curtain at this time, stared at the two people below and left, his eyes stayed on Hong Xiangrong for a while, as if he noticed something.

Wang Yujin persuaded from behind: "Brother Shen, this princess's status in Zheng Guo is not high, I'm afraid it's a bit of a waste for you to buy her favor."

"It's okay, just like I'm a fortune boy." Shen Yunfan smiled and ordered, "You help me keep an eye on the man next to the princess, and I'll take a picture of what you want later."

"I will definitely do what Brother Shen tells me to do, and I don't need to be paid!" Wang Yujin patted his chest, turned around and went out.

A small storm subsided, and the auction continued.

The more precious the treasures that appeared later, the VIPs in the box on the second floor shot one after another.

"Five hundred years, snowy wild ginseng! The starting price is 500 taels of silver!"

"One thousand taels!" A middle-aged man in a power suit shouted below.

"Five thousand taels!" A distinguished guest on the second floor did not hesitate to bid, several times the price, indicating that he was determined to win.

The middle-aged man shook his head when he heard this, and said helplessly: "I wanted to take pictures to treat my son, but I didn't expect that a big man wanted this wild ginseng, alas."

At this moment, Shen Yunfan made a bid.

"Five thousand five hundred taels."

"Brother, this snowy wild ginseng is already the limit when it sells for 5,000 taels, and if you sell it at a high price, you will suffer a loss, why do you need to grab it from me?" The people on the second floor were puzzled.

Shen Yunfan was silent, and when the other party saw this, he had no choice but to give up.

The snowy wild ginseng fell into Shen Yunfan's hands, but he said again, "This wild ginseng will be given to the uncle who just bidd."

The middle-aged man below was dumbfounded, and after making sure that Shen Yunfan was not joking, he immediately got up and thanked Dade.

"My lord, this is to save my son's life, the great kindness is unforgettable!!"

"It's okay, just buy your personal favor." Shen Yunfan said lightly.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't figure it out.

Just bought Zheng Wanyi's favor, forget it, now buy one

What is the use of the favor of ordinary martial artists in the rivers and lakes?

Could it be that this middle-aged man is a hidden master?

Facing everyone's inquiring eyes, the middle-aged man waved his hand again and again, "Don't look at me, I don't know anything."

The matter is not over yet, in the later auctions, Shen Yunfan often intervenes to auction the treasures at a high price, and then gives them to the people who want them on the first floor.

This kind of behavior of giving money soon attracted the gratitude of many people.

In a gloomy corner of the auction hall, the masked City Lord's Mansion butler was dumbfounded.

Seeing this, he immediately went to the second floor, entered the box where Shen Yunfan was, and asked with a surprised face, "Childe, what are you doing?"

"I'm completing the task given by the city lord, didn't the city lord say that I can spend as much money as I want?" Shen Yunfan blinked, a little innocent.

The day before yesterday, he made a deal with the city lord, and the city lord came forward to protect him, and he wanted to come to the auction to help buy the Qianchao treasure.

That's why he's coming to the auction today.

"The master asked you to buy the treasures of the Qianchao, and didn't let you buy things to give away!" The housekeeper glared, thinking that Shen Yunfan was really generous to others, squandering the money of the City Lord's Mansion here.

"Don't worry, every penny I spend is for that treasure of the Qianchao." Shen Yunfan said lightly, "What's more, I didn't give it away, but bought their favor."

"What's the use of buying their favors?" The butler rolled his eyes, angry.

Those on the first floor are the martial artists who are commonly seen in the rivers and lakes, and the City Lord's Mansion usually doesn't give them a straight look when they see it, who needs their favors?

At this time, seeing Shen Yunfan's confident appearance, the housekeeper wondered why the city lord had assigned such a kid to participate in the auction.

Although this kid is quite capable of fighting, he is obviously not very good at using his brain, which is clearly nonsense!

"From now on, you are not allowed to give things away casually, keep the tens of thousands of taels of silver, and you can take pictures of the treasures of the Qianchao!" The housekeeper sat down here as he spoke, making a gesture to supervise Shen Yunfan.

Shen Yunfan just said meaningfully, "That treasure is not something that can be bought with money."

At this moment, many second-floor VIPs came out of the box one after another, looking at this side one by one.

Shen Yunfan snatched a lot of things from them, and they were naturally angered.

"Brother Tai, you have photographed so many treasures, often hundreds or thousands of taels of silver, do you have so much money?"

"If it's a fraud, you'll be dead!"

"Yes, the auction house should inspect this person's assets!"

A few VIPs spoke out to put pressure!

The people in the auction hall were also a little weak when they heard this, after all, this kind of auction thing was the first time they had seen it.

Even if the other party is a VIP on the second floor, it has to be checked.

So at this moment, an auction house supervisor in a horse coat walked up to the stage and arched his hand at the top and said, "Can you ask this guest of honor to show up?"

Everyone looked up one after another, with a look of curiosity, and they all wanted to see the true face of this great good man.

I heard a bang, and the curtain of the box was opened.

In the crowd, Su Qingyi was stunned and said in surprise: "Why is he?"