Three hundred and thirteen is wrong
Before Yang Yubing could speak, the entourage beside him was the first to scold: "Nonsense! What do you mean?! How much has our young master visited you over the years? Don't you know anything about it? What's the point of asking? Since our young master dares to bid, of course he can definitely afford it. Do you have any doubts?!"
The waiter nodded and bowed, not at all embarrassed by his reprimand, but just smiled and said, "How can this be done? Who doesn't know Mr. Yang's reputation? But we have our rules here, and it's really not to make things difficult for Mr. Yang. To be honest, the guests who just arrived and the noble man who just called for the price were also people with status. They also gave silver notes or gave enough compensation..."
The people who were eating melon seeds below were already gathered to discuss it. I wonder what magic this thing has caused these two groups of people to bid like crazy.
Yang Yubing could hear their discussion through the curtain.
His face was solemn, and not long after, he frowned and told the waiter: "Call your shopkeepers up!"
The waiter had been used to dealing with such a situation for a long time. When he heard the order, he realized that there was something he could not say to someone like them and had to find someone who could make the decision. He nodded and responded, and hurried downstairs.
After a while, the shopkeeper touched the cold sweat on his forehead and bowed to Yang Yubing with a smile: "Young Master, congratulations on your encounter with something sweet again today."
He said, and said with a bright look: "I haven't encountered such a scene in many years. The young master is so courageous!"
Yang Yubing was too lazy to pay attention to his pleasing words, but just asked coldly: "Want to test my assets? My old man's reputation is not good either?"
The shopkeeper smiled smoothly: "Young Master is the most considerate of me. You should understand that we are all doing things for others. This is not what I can decide, but the rules of the shop. I am not good at making an exception. If you can understand me, I will be grateful."
Yang Yubing looked at him impatiently. This old man was the smartest person. He had already explained clearly if he could be compatible.
But this also shows that this thing is indeed important, so it takes so much effort.
He snorted coldly, waved his hand to call the shopkeeper to come, closed the doors and windows, and then showed the thing in his hand, looked at the shopkeeper, and asked coldly: "Can you recognize it? Do you know what it is?"
The shopkeeper's eyes suddenly became straight and he couldn't move his eyes away for a moment.
Yang Yubing just shook it for a moment and put away the seal, and said lightly: "We have been doing business for so many years, and we know each other in our hearts, don't worry about how this thing was obtained? But since this thing is there? Then your money is indispensable. Do you know it in your heart?"
He wasn't worried that the shopkeeper would go out and talk nonsense.
After all, Censor Yang is still in Datong?
Besides, Jinyufang is mixed with good and bad? Doing this kind of business? There are also loopholes in yourself. As long as they have money to make money, they don’t care where your money comes from.
Sure enough, the shopkeeper immediately laughed: "Enough is enough? Don't worry, Mr. Yang? We'll go on now."
Yang Yubing waved his hand.
There has been no movement in the next room for a long time.
The price started to be called again. Following the 200,000 taels of silver just now, the shopkeeper asked again if anyone would continue to pay a higher price.
Chen Qing next door was almost hoarse: "Think a way! Didn't you say that no one except us knows the value of this thing? But we have now lost all the wealth of both of you and me. If this continues, how can we still get it?!"
The shopkeeper has called again 200,000 taels.
Yang Yubing held the corner of his mouth? The follower said coldly according to his wishes: "Twenty-two thousand taels!"
The audience exclaimed again.
But there was a dead silence next door.
Yang Yubing held the corner of his mouth? He knew that at most they could only take out a few thousand or ten thousand taels of silver. The best choice was to call 220,000 taels.
Sure enough, the next door couldn't speak? Then there was a sound of beating something.
Or is this kind of sound the best? It seems that you can hear the heartbreaking sound of the enemy.
Yang Yubing smiled? Hearing the shopkeeper's number 220,000 taels over and over again, until the third counting was completed, the shopkeeper's gong sounded again, and said excitedly: "Okay! Congratulations to the customer of Tianzi No. 1, this jade box is yours!"
Everyone exclaimed a huge amazement.
In this awesomeness, the Yuezhi merchant finally handed over the box in his hand.
The shopkeeper covered the thing with a snap, carefully handed the box to the second shopkeeper beside him, and then began to discuss things with the Yuezhi merchant.
After a while, Yang Yubing heard Chen Qing's depressed cry coming from next door, and then he tickled.
It has been said that the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind. Look, who can blame him?
He was happy for a while, and when he heard the knock on the door, he was extremely proud to let the entourage open the door. Seeing that the shopkeeper and the waiter came in with the box outside, he casually asked them to put the box down, and then gave the seal to the entourage and whispered a few words to him.
The follower should have sighed helplessly.
Forget it, the young master will get this thing no matter what. Now that he has got it, nothing will happen. As long as he uses a seal to redeem the silver notes and hand them over to the shopkeeper, nothing will happen.
He followed the second shopkeeper and was about to go out when he suddenly heard Yang Yubing exclaim, and quickly turned his head and shouted, "Young Master, what's wrong?"
Yang Yubing ignored him and took the jade box in his hand over and over again, carefully checked it up and down, and then asked in a furious manner: "What is this?!"
Everyone was stunned.
The follower was also stunned.
Isn’t this thing he wants to snatch it from?
Why does he seem to know him no longer?
The waiter and the second shopkeeper also changed their faces, as if they were unable to understand, and looked at him vigilantly. The second shopkeeper tightened the seal in his hand.
Yang Yubing ran out like a wind, grabbed the second shopkeeper and asked angrily: "What are you?! What is this hell?!"
No matter how smart the second shopkeeper was, he couldn't help but look horrified.
What's wrong? Is Mr. Yang crazy or confused?
He snatched people all night and couldn't recognize what it was? He frowned in confusion: "Why...?"
Chapter completed!