Chapter 82 The strange old man
Two million taels, a sky-high price.
How many rich courtyards and how many cups of Jinzun wine? Even if all the wine-accompanied girls in the world are invited, the feast of the Rou Forest Wine Pool for hundreds of years will be a waste of money.
Princess Mu really wanted to scream up again, but the maid next to her kept stopping her. She stuttered: "Miss, forget it, I've been out today. If you scream up and you have to go back and be scolded by the master, maybe you can't even leave the house by then. In order to spend two million to buy a useless woman to go back, it would be really not worth the loss to close the lockdown for a year and a half."
How could I stop our Princess Mu in these two sentences? However, the maid reminded her that the father at home is not a good man. Last time, he ran to the palace to beat the little prince. After returning home, he scolded him and locked up for half a year. That period was definitely the most painful memory of Princess Mu's first half of his life. He looked at the birds singing outside the window all day long but could only leave the door. Not to mention it was so boring.
If I really spent two million taels just to buy a woman home, Is that useless to see it except for me!
After thinking for a while, Princess Mu finally let go of her competitive spirit.
The host's eyes flashed from all directions and said, "Hero Qing is willing to pay two million taels to buy this green girl furnace. After seeing this immortality, the temptation of immortality is too great!"
Qing Xiaonian just smiled and did not deny it.
After a while, no one continued asking for a price except for the amazement and discussions.
The emcee said loudly again: "I think since no one is speaking, then this Green Girl Furnace will be the hero Qing!"
Still no one responded, the emcee knocked on the wooden hammer in his hand, and the dust settled!
"The Green Girl Furnace was sold for two million taels and belonged to Qing Daxia Qing Xiaonian!"
The audience burst into resonance with applause and praise, but some people whispered to each other with the next seat.
"Give me two million, don't say it's immortality. I'm happy to live for a few years!"
"Bad, give me two million taels and let me live for thirty years less. How many beautiful scenery will it bring to two million taels?"
"Everyone said that Qing Xiaonian is versatile, I can't see any of it. He also believes in these lies about immortality?"
"Who knows whether you believe it or not? Maybe people like to spend a lot of money, maybe it's because the drunkard doesn't mean to drink..."
The two suddenly looked at each other and laughed. The hero they thought was sad to pass the beauty barrier and was fulfilled again.
"But there is one thing I said, although I didn't see the face of this girl, my figure was definitely not bad. I could still accept it if I asked me to work for a while and work for three years."
"That's a fool who is unhappy. Although it's Ye Wuji's daughter, she still has a fairy spirit. Such a hazy and beautiful woman, no man would dislike her in the world!"
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Qing Xiaonian naturally couldn't hear these words. Although his eyes were sharp, his ears were not so sensitive. At this time, he secretly lost. In fact, he was also afraid that someone would pay a higher price than him, but he was not worried about his own money. What he was worried about was that he was not worth the price...
Jiang Liuer actually had problems, and his face was full of doubt: "Two million taels are not a small amount. I didn't expect you, a kid, to be so rich!"
Qing Xiaonian raised her eyebrows, but just smiled, without denying or affirming.
Seeing his mysterious appearance, Jiang Liuer stopped asking about it, but just muttered in a low voice: "If I had known that you were so rich, why would I run around the country..."
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The auction conference has ended, and everyone who bought things has been invited to the backcourt, while Qing Xiaonian was invited to a room alone.
Qing Xiaonian was sitting on an old mahogany rattan chair at this time. This chair looked a bit old, and its color also dimmed with time. But when you see it, you will feel that it is very old because there is a tiger skin on the chair.
Qing Xiaonian held a cup of tea in her hand and waited quietly.
After a while, the door of the house was finally pushed open and an old man walked into the outside, but Qing Xiaonian's face suddenly became ugly. He didn't know this old man, nor had he ever seen him. This was a completely stranger. He didn't even know the boss who was "dark under the light" as he thought he had just opened it.
His face became ugly because he felt that this was not an old man, because his steps were particularly light and his breathing was even and powerful, even more regular than Qing Xiaonian.
Qing Xiaonian wondered how deep his internal strength should be when he got old and got to such a state. At least he thought that this was the first time he saw an old man like him.
The old man walked in and walked straight to Qing Xiaonian, pointed to the old mahogany tiger leather ladder under his butt, and said, "The place you sit was originally where I should sit."
Qing Xiaonian was slightly stunned. Before he could get up, the old man spoke again.
"The tea you drink was originally the tea I should have."
His tone was very light and his voice was very low. It was indeed the voice of the old man, but he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.
Qing Xiaonian quickly stood up and secretly blamed himself for being reckless. After all, it is someone else's territory, and the rules must be discussed, and it is the fundamental reason to pay attention to it.
The old man sat on the old mahogany tiger leather chair, and he half lay on it comfortably, which made him look a little like the old man.
He opened his eyelids and looked at the young man in front of him. After looking for a long time, he said, "Are you celebrating Xiaonian?"
Chapter completed!