The private auction that Zhu Youzhen mentioned was organized by the Heaton family in Don City, and the participants were either rich or expensive, and most of the auction items were antique cultural relics, and the origin was various or even unknown, but it greatly satisfied the curiosity of the rich people.

Torrogan got three tickets to the auction, which were three days later.

In the past few days, Shi Ling has nothing to do, so he took Zhu Youzhen and Yu Shen to the cultural street in Duncheng to shop for antiques.

Zhu Youzhen may not be able to be the emperor, but as a person who uses antiques every day, he still has a certain ability to identify cultural relics. But in his years in the White Kingdom, he would rather wander all the time than use this ability to sell those cultural relics he is familiar with to make money.

But Shi Ling is different, she does not plan to take the cultural relics for herself, but wants to bring them back to China and donate them to the museum. So Zhu Youzhen hugged Shi Ling's thighs and tried his best to ask her to help redeem those cultural relics that had fallen overseas.

Shi Ling has been an Internet celebrity for half a year, she doesn't bring goods or accept advertisements, her income depends on live broadcast sleep trials and rewards from netizens, plus the pocket money that Jing Lao gave her to suppress the New Year's money, the total deposit is only more than 70 million, and the purchase of cultural relics is often millions, Rao has Zhu Youzhen bargaining on the side, and her wallet quickly deflated.

Yu Shen gave her his card to swipe, saying that he also wanted to contribute to the redemption of cultural relics.

Shi Ling's eyes were much kinder when he looked at him, as if he was looking at a like-minded partner, and then swiped his card without hesitation.

In this regard, Yu Shen was in a happy mood, and even saw that the balance in the card was not enough, and took the initiative to send a message to his father Si Ting's assistant to ask for funds. Although Yu Lao doesn't like Si Ting, he doesn't refuse his money, according to the logic of the old man, no matter how Si Ting is not a thing, the inheritance should be left to him, his own son, and it shouldn't be cheaper for anyone else.

But Yu Shen rarely asked Si Ting for money, and rarely spent the money Si Ting gave him, he didn't have a money-burning hobby such as collecting sports cars and watches like Su Zhe'an's rich second generation, so the pocket money given to him by the Yu family alone couldn't be spent.

Si Ting was not satisfied with this, he felt that if he wanted to make money, he had to learn to spend money first, so he had a requirement to pay Yu Shen every once in a while and let him spend it. Of course, Yu Shen didn't pay attention to his request at all.

The old house of the Imperial Capital Division.

The falling snow is covered with glazed blue tiles, the pavilions and terraces in the courtyard are surrounded by steps, the small bridge flows water, and the bamboo is cultivated and the shade is clear, which is quite elegant. I don't know, I thought I had strayed into an old palace.

The strange rocks by the lake, the water surface is dry and the snow falls, a middle-aged man in his forties is getting older and his body is becoming more and more elegant and mature.

He sat quietly in the pavilion fishing, listening to the work report of the assistant next to him, only signing occasionally, seemingly carelessly, but he could always point out the problem with a sharp point, and made a thunderous counterattack decision elegantly and casually.

This person is Si Ting, the head of the Si family, who is extremely awe-inspiring and has a good "crazy evaluation" from the outside world.

The assistant Qi Si suddenly reported: "The head of the family, the young master has spent the money you asked me to send to his account. ”

Si Ting's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he didn't even take the hook of the fish, a smile appeared in his eyes, and his tone was quite strange: "What did that kid buy?" It's rare to see what he's interested in. In the past, I had no desire and no desire, and I thought I really wanted to become a monk. ”

Assistant: "It's all consumption in Duncheng Wenwan Street." ”

Si Ting stroked the jade wrench and wondered: "I haven't heard that he has a hobby of collecting antiques before." ”

Assistant: "Miss Shi Ling bought it, and the young master swiped the card for her." ”

Si Ting's face was stunned, and then he said with a smile: "That kid." I thought it was an elm with a head that wouldn't open its mind. Jing Laozhi's little granddaughter is eccentric, and it won't be dull with him. ”

"The young master also said......" The assistant looked up at Si Ting, "I asked you to pay for it." ”

It was the first time for Si Ting to hear this son take the initiative to ask for money, and he couldn't help laughing, "Okay, fight, give him 300 million first, and if it's not enough, continue to fight." ”

The assistant thought to himself, this master is fighting for every minute in the business war, and even the allocation of funds to the family is also picky and searching, since the lady left, he will only spend money on the little young master.

Shi Ling's generosity in Wenwan Street also reached the ears of Wells Manor.

After Shi Zhenxiang listened to the report of his subordinates, he couldn't help but sigh: "The little ancestor still likes Chinese cultural relics so much. In the past, he liked to take me to search for all kinds of cultural relics. ”

"Private?"

"Yes, Pope, you don't know, the little ancestor also bought a mid-mountain villa in Huaguo back then, which was specially designed to store antique cultural relics, and set up a lot of maze illusion arrays to protect it, which is very precious."

Hearing Shi Zhenxiang's words, Gu Xiuji's eyes gradually dimmed. If it weren't for the fact that he had happened to see the cultural relics donated anonymously by overseas people in a local museum in China, which were exactly the same as the cultural relics bought by Shi Ling, he would have believed that Shi Ling really had a hobby of collecting cultural relics.

She had been pretending to be in front of them all along, but if that was the case, why couldn't she keep pretending?

Why get involved in something too complicated, and be the mascot of the Shenyue Sect and their group pet, isn't it?

"By the way, butler, I remember that the family snatched a batch of antiques from the pirates in the West Open Sea last time, and there were a lot of Chinese antiques in them, and you asked people to pick them out and send them to the hotel to apologize to the little master. Last time, the little master suddenly fainted in the manor, and was suddenly sent back to the hotel by the ghost king, which may have a little misunderstanding about us. Shi Zhenxiang said melancholy.

"I'll go with the butler." Gu Xiuji said suddenly.

Shi Zhenxiang and Ace glanced at each other, "Then I'll go too." ”

Gu Xiuji glanced at them lightly, "You go, does she recognize you?" I have re-acquainted myself with her in Huaguo, and I live upstairs from her. I'm not too worried about her situation, so it's better to go and have a look. ”

Shi Zhenxiang and Ace both wilted.

Ace glared at him angrily, "It's not all your fault, you can't make the little master recover his memory." ”

"You can't blame the Pope, you can't blame the ghost king. However, didn't the priest of the Shenyue Sect say that we have the protection of the true gods in the west, and there are divine bases in the domain, can we block the entry of foreign evils? How could that ghost king be smuggled over? Shi Zhenxiang was puzzled.

This is also where Gu Xiuji is puzzled. He felt that the ghost king must have something to do with depression, and he needed to test a thing or two.

At first, he didn't take depression in his eyes, but he was just a powerful young master of a family, at most he had something to do with Xuanxianmen, but without Si Ting's protection, he was a sick and weak lamb. There is no threat to him at all. But I didn't expect him to be as simple as it seemed.

Before Shi Ling lost his memory, he met Shi Ling. The person who took Shi Ling away on Stygian Island, could it be him?