Mr. Liu's smile became deeper and deeper, and the two seemed to be talking with their beautiful eyes. The dancer turned around and the other threw her sleeves, which made the people present breath tightly.

"Miss Bai Qiu is particularly beautiful today!" Mr. Liu said loudly with a smile.

The water snake named Baiqiu suddenly bent her waist, drew a curve of 180 degrees, and fell down and looked at Mr. Liu through her hands.

"Young Master Liu is also particularly charming today, with a graceful demeanor, so Bai Qiu can't move her eyes away." Her delicate and soft voice was like a coquettish person.

Jin Mengyao couldn't help but get goose bumps. If you look at it again, I'm afraid these two people will be ceremonial to Mr. Zhou in public.

"We'd better look at it without greasyness. There is an auction house over there, so go and have a look." Jin Mengyao pulled Liu Zhen over and left Mr. Liu and continued to fall in love with her.

The auction venue was isolated with countless strings of pink crystal beads. The outside was noisy. Although the atmosphere inside was active, it revealed a tense atmosphere everywhere.

Liu Zhen and Jin Mengyao felt a chill when they passed by the pink crystal beads. As soon as they came in, the sounds of singing, dancing, drinking and gambling outside were completely isolated, which really surprised the two.

"This bead may have sound-silence effect." Liu Zhen thought that the walls of the hotel were sound-insulated with mats containing dense holes. He held up a string of beads with careful observation. Sure enough, each crystal bead was filled with dense holes, so subtle that ordinary people could not see it!

Such exquisite workmanship may not even be achieved in the modern world. Such sound silencing effect can be achieved by just a decorative curtain, which makes people amazed what kind of person this inn owner is!

When the two came in, almost no one noticed that their ideas were placed on the hands of the middle-aged man in a long gown in front.

"Three hundred years ago, the hero Guo Jiaochen's Shangyang Sword in Minhe was just salvaged. He has not changed his appearance in the water for three hundred years. He cut iron like mud, shining golden light, and hard as a diamond. The starting price is 1,000 taels! Start!"

Jingmu smashed it down hard, and someone soon shouted for a price.

"One thousand five!"

"two thousand!"

"Three thousand!"

"Three thousand one!"

...

Liu Zhenjin Mengyao found a seat in the back row and sat down to see these people spend money like soil.

In the end, the sword was sold at a high price of 11,000 taels.

"If I were to use that ten thousand taels to find the most capable swordsman in the world to create one for me. Why did I use ten thousand taels? Why did I have to fight for this one for what I did?" Jin Mengyao couldn't understand the brain circuits of these rich people.

Liu Zhen smiled slightly: "What they enjoy is not the happiness after getting the sword. They may not be able to use the sword. They can only greatly satisfy people's sense of vanity at the moment of bidding. They are originally rich people, and being recognized by rich people can better show that they are richer."

"You're pretty accurate." Jin Mengyao chuckled.

There have never been anyone in the prosperous era of fresh fish. There are not many tricks of using others to elevate themselves at the wine table, which is even worse later.

The sword came out from behind, an older person also wore a simple blue-gray gown, perhaps their work clothes.

"Today, a noble man wanted to auction a private item through our auction house. The noble man's identity is kept confidential. Everyone depends on their preferences. Those who have the highest price will get it!"

After talking, a woman came up with a tray behind her.

The thing was covered with red cloth, and it should be a box, not big, just enough to put down a fist-sized thing.

"The treasures sold in this auction are the treasures of Yushangxiquan, the recipe "Santh Heaven"!"

As soon as these words came out, the four seats were startled and they whispered to each other.

Liu Zhen and Jin Mengyao looked at each other, although surprised, they were not that surprised.

The old monster in Tianshan did not find "Santhusian" in Yushangxiquan, but appeared here. What makes people curious is the owner behind it.

"Didn't the Yushangxi Spring fall? Could it be that "Three Heavens" was stolen?"

"I don't know, doesn't Chong Ao have a son? It may be his son."

"It's not right. His son won't sell my treasure!"

...

No matter what, things are already on it, whether it is everyone's freedom?

Jin Mengyao looked at Liu Zhen hesitantly: "Would we give a price to try? Didn't the old monster say you can practice?"

Liu Zhen seemed helpless and smiled: "But aren't we not enough money?"

"I can ask my senior brother to send someone to deliver it." As long as Liu Zhen wants it, Jin Mengyao will find a way to get it.

Liu Zhen shook his head: "Don't worry, take a look. This thing may not be the real product. Even the real product may not be as magical as the legendary one. Otherwise, why didn't Chong'ao practice it and practice the evil spectrum of eating people's hearts?"

Some people must have raised questions, but the person behind him did not explain anything. He was quite arrogant, just because you wanted it and don’t let it down.

Of course, rich people continue to burn money.

The starting price of this recipe is 8,000 taels, and nearly half of them are discouraged from the starting price.

"Nine thousand!"

"Ten thousand!"

"Five thousand!"

It was still a fierce competition, but in the end it rose to 50,000 taels. The person who was shouting for the price had already gritted his teeth and sweated all over the place.

The two of them were left in the end. At this point, they were no longer fond of recipes. Instead, they became a competition between the two. No matter which side wins or loses, it is not easy.

"Seventy thousand five hundred taels..."

The other man hummed and laughed, as if he had added five hundred taels to him.

"Seventy thousand taels."

"One hundred thousand taels."

One person lifted the curtain and came in, wearing a black and red belt, Feng Shen was handsome, pursing his lips when he didn't speak, his eyes were narrow and long, and when he looked at people, he seemed to see through them.

The entire auction hall became quiet, and the people from the Quicksand Sect came. The outside room had been quiet for a while, but now it was back to normal. Now it was here.

The elder in the long robe who had been standing on the stage slowly stepped down to salute.

"I don't know if the general manager Qiuhong is here tonight, he will be welcomed."

It turned out to be a general manager! Liu Zhenxin mentioned it, this is an opportunity!

"No need to be polite. There is nothing wrong today. Come and see. This "Santh Heaven" is the treasure of Yushangxiquan. Now Chong's apology is gone, and his son is crazy again. I wonder who came here with the things?" Qiu Hong lacked some majesty, as if he was having an ordinary chat.

The elderly man was not afraid of Qiu Hong at all, but was even more polite and said, "Master Qiu Hong is sorry. This is Jin Ming's rule. No matter where the things come from, no matter who comes out, no matter who takes them away, as long as the photographer asks to keep them confidential, we cannot tell the person out."
Chapter completed!