"Haha, this mayor is really a big deal. He can get 100,000 gold coins at one move!" Yan Caiwu grinned and said angrily.
This is unintentionally an astronomical figure, which can be enough for an ordinary family to eat and drink for a lifetime.
A person next to him heard it and looked at him up and down: "You are from another place! Our mayor is a beautiful person from the Ming Dynasty. He especially likes to collect all kinds of rare flowers. He is the annual flower party.
The leader of the organization, what is the point of 100,000 gold coins? He regards money as dirt!"
This elder brother spoke with a local accent. When he spoke, his nasal sound was very heavy and his tail sound was dragged very long, which made Yan Caiwu want to laugh but not dare to laugh. He covered his mouth and turned red and his neck thick.
"Oh, I won't tell you, I'm going to vote! I can also receive a small gift!" The man said anxiously and squeezed towards the crowd.
Yan Caiwu saw someone walking away, then put down his hand and covered his stomach. He couldn't help laughing: "Oh, my god! I'm going to laugh to death! The people here are so fun to speak!"
After Nan Liyou was learned like this, he couldn't help but laugh softly: "Let's go, let's vote too."
In the center of the venue, there were many people voting. It was Nanliyou's turn to vote for a long time before it was Nanliyou's turn.
After receiving the voting paper at a table next to it, Su Qianluo walked in the front and hesitated for a long time to vote for a peony.
Bai Yin cast a pink lotus, and Yan Caiwu voted for the fiery red flower that he had long loved.
Ling Xiaohan had no interest in these flowers, and followed Nan Liyou silently, watching her stick a small piece of paper on the fiery red flowerpot.
With such close contact, Nan Liyou also saw clearly the appearance of this flower. It was indeed as Xiao Wuzi said, very much like a pot of fire, with a fiery red and evil charm, and a fiery red and enchanting.
But there is still a little bit of a flaw. Nan Liyou can't say what the flaw is.
Ling Xiaohan glanced lightly, and when he glanced, a hint of shock flashed through his black eyes, "Huo Dura!?"
After he reminded him, Nan Liyou frowned, bent down, and looked around, and indeed saw the small lines.
Just now, she only paid attention to the structure of the flower and actually ignored the line of words under the basin.
"How could Huodora appear here?" Nan Liyou thought for a moment, and was hesitating, and suddenly staggered...
Just as she was about to fall into the cage of cactus below, she turned around gorgeously, and the hem of the red skirt suddenly rippled, and then she fell steadily to the side.
After Nan Liyou stood still, he looked at the person who was pushing by his side coldly, his eyes shining with a dangerous light.
Ling Xiaohan was shocked, jumped over, hugged her waist, moved aside, and glanced coldly at those people. There was a cold mist between his eyebrows. His black face was obviously unhappy and was about to get angry.
But Nan Liyou shook his head to stop him.
"What are you looking at? Why are you blocking us? You still want us to vote! You are crazy!" A young man in a long blue gown cursed and pointed at Ling Xiaohan's nose.
After his yell, the people behind the team became restless when they heard this.
"It's not easy to cause trouble!" Nan Liyou glanced at the young man in the green long gown indifferently, and he just pushed him over with his palm.
If she hadn't had her agile figure, she would have become a hedgehog at this moment.
Ling Xiao had a cold jaw head, and a black breath in his palm gradually disappeared. He held her little hand and walked towards the rest area next to him.