They all know the rules of the flower card-

Once the old customer with the sword comes forward, there is basically no need to bid!

Because—no one can produce higher than him!

"Master Dao wants to be a groom again this year..." The madam smiled with a slut, and the folds on her face turned pink: "I thought Master Dao didn't like our Xiao Cui..."

At the beginning, the old guest with his sword had no response at all. He just lowered his head and ate his own meal, as if he was watching the fun.

She was still regretful at that time-

Without the bidding from old customers with swords, this year's flower brands are probably not going to be sold at high prices!

Unexpectedly, he was disappointed, but he stood up again.

The other customers also stretched their necks and looked straight at the old customer with a knife. They all wanted to know how much he could pay this year to buy Miss Cuicui's spring breeze!

The old guest with a knife straightened his back, standing out from the crowd, and slowly raised a finger: "One hundred taels..."

These days, it will not exceed twenty taels to buy a 17 or 18-year-old girl.

This old guy gave him one hundred taels at the beginning, enough to buy a beautiful wife and concubine.

Sure enough, after a word, someone exclaimed—

“Wow…”

"I remember it was only seventy taels last year?"

"It's worthy of being Master Dao."

"This is different..."

“…”

Everyone's muttering made the old guest with swords very useful.

This highly anticipated feeling is very cool!!

Before he could finish his mind, he heard the madam shouting behind him: "Brother, my master, two masters...you, don't you bid for auction?"

She could see that Feng Chenglin and Dingmiao were the real rich men.

That big gold brick is still swaying in her head until now!

Who knows—

Feng Chenglin and Dingmiao both shook their heads, and their heads were shaking like rattles—

"We can't..."

“We have no money…”

"We are not like Master Dao, rich and powerful..."

"A gentleman is a beauty that makes us a man, we don't compete with Master Dao..."

“…”

Madam: "..."

You have no money!?

Could that big gold brick that can kill people is an iron lump?

Those two gold coins are real and authentic!

The old guest with sword narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Chenglin and Ding Temple thoughtfully: "Do you know them?"

The madam suddenly realized something was wrong, and her mind flipped and covered her mouth with a handkerchief with a smile: "Master Dao, you are joking again. They are your friends, so naturally they are my distinguished guests. How can I not know them?"

"My friend?"

"Are they not your friend sitting with you, Master Dao?"

“…”

The old guest with a knife relaxed his vigilance a little, and he shook his sleeves and walked towards the Red Building: "I don't know them!"

Just as he was about to walk to Cuicui, a lazy voice came out: "One hundred and one tael..."

Everyone: "..."

This sound is obviously for picking!

Otherwise, how could someone deliberately give out that one or two more!?

The old guest with the knife suddenly stopped his feet, looked up at the third floor, and narrowed his eyes: "Friend, what do you mean?"

Madam: "..."

She thought that the thorn head tonight would be the two little guys below who were looking for old guests with swords.

Unexpectedly, it was the bald man on the third floor!

For a moment, she had a bad premonition and quickly smiled: "Master Dao, Master Dao, this is a joke..."

"Just kidding? Just a joke against Master Dao!?"
Chapter completed!