After a while, the butler wearing a clown mask came.
Ming Lanruo and Xu Xiuyi, the two "big clients", had not taken any pictures so far. Naturally, he was unwilling to accept it. As soon as he entered the door, he asked diligently: "What do you like here?"
Ming Lanruo handed him a glass of wine casually: "I've been looking at those things for a long time. The interesting ones are the relics of the Xiao family, and the Huntian Sword is pretty good."
Xu Xiuyi froze. Is Sister Ming going to take pictures of the Xiao family's relics?!
She subconsciously wanted to stop Ming Lanruo, but she was afraid that there would be no three hundred taels of silver here.
She could only cough lightly and look disgusted: "Isn't it just a heavy sword? Our father can have as much as he wants."
The ugly butler took a sip of wine and muttered: "That's different. That heavy sword has a different value, but Xiao Shuai's Huntian Sword is priceless."
Ming Lanruo watched him drink the wine she handed him, with a cold smile on his lips.
At this time, the auction became more and more popular, and the price continued to rise.
"I'll pay you twelve thousand gold!"
"I'll pay fifteen thousand gold!"
"I'm out..."
Listening to the rising amount, the black market owner sitting in the highest box felt very happy: "The market is good today!"
Silver Fox smiled and said, "What do you mean by this? Why don't you bring me up the market price for you and keep your profits? How about you give me a jar of good wine from today's auction?"
The black market owner heard this and chuckled: "Okay, then it depends on whether you have the ability to offer high prices."
While talking, Yinhu suddenly saw someone in the opposite compartment holding a sign - "Twenty-five thousand gold!"
He only felt that the figure wearing a goldfish mask opposite looked familiar, so he narrowed his eyes and said, "He is indeed a high-roller, he screamed so loudly all of a sudden."
The owner of the black market said happily: "You didn't recognize it, the person holding the sign is the arrogant lady who just attacked you in the display area."
Just now, the ugly housekeeper sent someone to tell him that the sisters seemed to be very interested in the Xiao family's relics.
Cang Qiao's eyes also fell on the opposite side, but his eyes were a little gloomy. He remembered that he had told her not to raise the sign casually.
If she doesn't hold up the sign herself, can Xu Xiuyi conceal her identity by holding the sign? His little empress is more innocent than he imagined!
He glanced at Silver Fox coldly, and instead of letting them take pictures, it was better to let Silver Fox take pictures.
Silver Fox understood and squinted his eyes and sneered: "Oh, they are very rich, right? I want to see who gets the last thing!"
After saying that, he suddenly raised his sign: "Thirty thousand gold!"
After he placed the cards, some of the guests still added: "Thirty-one thousand gold!"
Then the person in the opposite box raised the sign again: "Thirty-five thousand gold!"
Silver Fox immediately followed suit and raised a sign: "Forty thousand gold."
The people in the box raised their signs again: "Forty-five thousand gold!"
The black market owner looked at this situation and couldn't help but sneer: "Yinhu, are you crazy? You want to put all the working capital in just to win a reputation?"
Yinhu snorted coldly: "That little bitch across from me dared to hit me in the face, and I have to slap it back today!"
The black market owner raised his glass and smiled more cheerfully: "Then I wish you good luck."
Anyway, he is happy to see the results, and the person who benefits is his black market, and His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely be very happy.
Silver Fox once again raised his placard to suppress the person opposite him and said loudly: "Fifty thousand gold!"
The people in the opposite compartment seemed to be discussing something among themselves.
After a while, the person in the box opposite raised a sign again: "Fifty-two thousand five hundred gold."
They increased the price so little, which shows that they are stretched thin.
Silver Fox raised the sign again unceremoniously and arrogantly: "Fifty-five thousand gold!"
This time, there was no more sign in the box opposite. He seemed to be so angry that he dropped the bidding sign.
Silver Fox chuckled and proudly gave a victory sign to Cang Qiao, who was expressionless on his side.
But unexpectedly, someone among the high-rollers sitting on the first floor suddenly raised a sign: "Fifty-six thousand gold!"
"Fifty-seven thousand gold!"
It turned out that when they came up, they were bidding like crazy, and some high-rollers sitting at the bottom recognized Silver Fox as the largest supplier in the black market.
They actually thought that it must be profitable for Silver Fox to participate in the competition so fiercely, and instead joined the bidding one after another.
Silver Fox frowned. The other party had given up. Should he continue bidding?
Silver Fox looked at Cang Qiao calmly, only to see him shaking his head slightly.
Yinhu stopped raising his cards. Anyway, his goal of suppressing the opponent was achieved. Cang Qiao, the financial backer behind the scenes, asked him to give up, so he naturally did not need to fight to the end.
The black market owner smiled and said: "No more shooting, huh?"
Silver Fox shrugged: "I just want to slap some people in the face. Since the goal is achieved, forget it."
In the end, the Huntian Sword and Xiao Shuai's remains were sold for 60,000 gold, which could almost buy a city on the border.
The owner of the black market was in a very happy mood. He was originally in a bad mood when his finger was stolen, but the unimaginable amount of money made up for the loss of the ring.
He turned around and told Beatrice: "Go and prepare some wine and food!"
Unexpectedly, there was a knock on the box door suddenly.
The butler wearing a clown mask brought people to the door with wine and delicacies, and smiled flatteringly: "Master, I'm ready."
The black market owner was in a good mood and said: "Okay, let's put it in."
The private room was quite large, and there was plenty of room for all kinds of dishes and wines. Beatrice poured the wine for both the black market owner and Silver Fox, and then snuggled next to Cang Qiao.
Even though she knew that the other person's "hobby" was the same as hers, she still couldn't help but want to get close to him.
The incomprehensible and profound sense of control in an adult made her really excited.
The silver fox, the ugly butler and the black market owner had all started eating and drinking, and Cang Qiao looked absently at the opposite compartment.
Looking at the familiar and graceful figure, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes. He took the wine handed over by Beatrice without any expression and took a sip.
But just as the wine entered his throat, he suddenly paused, looked sharply and coldly at the ugly butler who was pouring wine for everyone, and asked: "Did the ugly butler just come from the opposite compartment?"
Beatrice nodded: "Yes, the pair of high-profile sisters opposite asked him to ask questions."
Cang Qiao looked at the box opposite again, curled her lips with a half-smile, and drank the wine in the glass without asking any more questions.
Silver Fox directly took the wine glass and raised it toward the opposite compartment provocatively and arrogantly.
He was in a good mood after thwarting the arrogant rich man's daughter's bid.
As the target of provocation, Xu Xiuyi remained unmoved at all.
She only turned to look at Ming Lanruo sitting next to her, frowned and asked in confusion: "Sister Ming, I don't understand why you asked me to participate in the bidding, but you didn't actually take the photo of Xiao Shuai's relics."
Ming Lanruo said calmly: "If I really take pictures of my grandfather's things, it will most likely lead to death."
Emperor Ming let the Xiao family's belongings wander outside. In addition to using these things to make money, the bigger purpose was probably to auction these things to find out whether there were any so-called remnants of the Xiao family.
Whoever finally takes a photo of my grandfather's relics will be investigated thoroughly by Emperor Ming's sentient agents.
So, of course she wouldn't actually take pictures.
Ming Lanruo paused: "Just think that I don't want my grandfather's things to be sold cheaply, so I end up raising the price."
Xu Xiuyi was stunned, wondering what Ming Lanruo meant by doing this, but she also knew that this was not what she should ask.
Ming Lanruo said calmly: "Let's go, it's time to go back."
Xu Xiuyi nodded: "I'll go find Uncle Zhong first and ask him to prepare the carriage."
After Xu Xiuyi left, Ming Lanruo slowly went downstairs, but did not leave the auction room immediately, but quietly sneaked into the exhibit area again.
Not long after she waited in the birdcage where she had been, a figure suddenly walked over quietly.
Ming Lanruo turned around and looked at the other party calmly: "Coming?"
"Yes, Master." A slightly numb voice suddenly sounded, it was the ugly butler wearing a mask.
Ming Lanruo: "Have you brought the things?"
The ugly butler handed a sandalwood box to Ming Lanruo expressionlessly: "Here it is."
Ming Lanruo opened the box. Inside was a stack of sixty gold tickets, each with a face value of one thousand taels of gold. They were issued by the largest Tongdui Bank in the Central Plains and could be redeemed within the Central Plains.
It was the huge sum of 60,000 taels of gold that was used to buy Xiao Shuai’s relics before!
Ming Lanruo smiled with satisfaction: "Very good. Now, go back and serve the master of the black market. Forget that you saw me after the auction."
"Yes." The ugly butler with a dull look and cloudy eyes turned and left.
Ming Lanruo looked at the golden tickets in her hand, put them away, and then left.
She has now mastered the use of the poison. The ugly butler has been under the poison since he drank the wine she handed him, and will be controlled by her in a short period of time.
Of course, the same goes for those who drank the food and wine served by the ugly butler.
Wanting to take away the money from selling her blood relatives, dreaming!