Fang Qianqian shook her head like a rattle, and replied in a sweet voice: "What a split light and shadow, what a Thousand Hands Gate, I don't even know what you are talking about. Grandpa, please don't accuse people unfairly. I am nothing in Zhuocheng Mansion."
A little maid who has seen the world."
I have never seen a maid who treated tens of thousands of taels of silver as nothing. Only a ghost would believe it. The man was furious and shouted: "It is indeed you who plotted against me."
Fang Qianqian raised his neck and hummed: "Who saw it?"
Seeing another endless scolding, Mr. Ji snorted coldly, and the sound penetrated his ears, and he shouted: "This is Zhuocheng's underground business. If you want to fight, please leave. I can't control it and I won't.
Now that you are here, no matter what backing you have here, you must abide by the centuries-old rules here. If something happens, don't blame me for being unkind." After saying that, Mr. Ji glanced at Zhang Zeliu intentionally or unintentionally, and looked at Zhang Zeliu.
Despite the warning, Zhang Zeliu looked careless, which was really hateful.
Although this sentence reproached both parties, it was obviously speaking to Wang Xiang and giving Wang Xiang a step up. Wang Xiang snorted, put on airs, reluctantly raised his hands, and said: "Mr. Ji, speak up."
Come on, how can we give Mr. Ji some face, Zhang Zeliu, this matter is not over yet, just wait and see!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the scene knew very well that Wang Xiang had surrendered and was just trying to regain some face for himself. Li Luo held his forehead and was speechless. They hadn't hung out together for many years, but they had not made any progress at all. They were still the same as before.
Such a stern and inwardly virtuous character.
Zhang Zeliu didn't want to cause the trouble to get out of hand, not because he was afraid of the king, but because he was afraid that the Bodhisattva next to him would be annoyed, so he sneered and said: "Zhang will accompany you."
"Hmph, the rule here is that the one with the highest price gets it. If you have the guts to light the life lamp, I want to see how much money you, Zhang Zeliu, can get."
"Hey, it's a coincidence. I'm not afraid to tell you that the eight sun-moon stones that Zhuo Cheng sold a few days ago came from my uncle's hands. I have a lot of money. If you have the guts, just tell me to give it a try. If you don't have any money, give it to me.
I'm holding it in."
When Mr. Ji heard this, his vision went dark, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. This was the first time he saw someone pouring out all the money in his bag and showing it to others. In this way, the person who knew he was losing and would raise a price might not be left.
How many people there are, unless they are Zhang Zeliu's life and death enemy. If I had known this, I shouldn't have picked up the eight Yangyue Stones in the past few days.
Li Luo let out a breath, and as expected, in Zhuocheng, the only way to sell eight Yangyue Stones so quickly was through underground transactions, and only Zhang Zeliu could do it.
Wang Xiang's face turned blue and white. He had heard about those Sun Moon Stones a few days ago and looked at them with greed. However, it was not his turn to take action. They had been looted by the high-ranking officials in Zhuocheng. If it were
All this money has gone into Zhang Zeliu's pocket, and he will definitely lose in the battle tonight.
As expected by Mr. Ji, as soon as Zhang Zeliu said this, the atmosphere that had just been stirred up by the golden jade clothes instantly cooled down. I was afraid that no one would follow suit and bid.
Zhang Zeliu saluted with a playful smile on his face and said: "I am grateful to you all for your kindness, but we cannot ignore the rules. If someone bids a price, the right person next to Zhang will follow him. If no one bids a price, Mr. Ji does not have to be embarrassed.
Let's add another 20,000 taels so that you can give me some face, Zhang Zeliu." Zhang Zeliu pointedly stretched out two fingers, and did not forget to wink at Wang Xiang, so as not to be annoying. Fang Qianqian frowned.
, pouting a little unhappy, it was her money that was spent, and Zhang Zeliu was allowed to be in the limelight here in vain.
Li Luo secretly praised, and followed Yang Liuyan, listening and observing, and finally made some progress. Mr. Ji's face softened, this jade dress with gold threads might be sold for a higher price, but 70,000 taels of silver doesn't count.
What’s more, Zhang Zeliu is so understanding and kind, and the people behind him can’t fault him. When he looked at Zhang Zeliu again, Mr. Ji felt that this originally annoying face was much more pleasing to the eye, at least compared to
The likes of kings and prime ministers are much more pleasing to the eye.
This gold-threaded jade garment finally fell into the hands of Fang Qianqian. Seventy thousand taels of silver was quite fair, but I didn’t know what Fang Qianqian wanted to do with this burial thing. As expected, the gold-threaded jade garment had just arrived in the room.
In Qian Qian's hands, he only took a few glances and ended up with the same end as Jing Zhe. It really made everyone in the scene feel heartbroken and wasted nothing more than this.
Tonight's underground trading was coming to an end, and there were not fewer people in the venue, but more people. Pan Nan'an nodded slightly to Li Luo, indicating that it would be the turn of the final treasure soon.
Mr. Ji secretly thought about the dignitaries who would come here tonight. Almost everyone who was supposed to come was already here. Before the finale, there was a small item to cheer up everyone present.
Mrs. Mei stood up slowly, her charm was so unparalleled that even Fang Qianqian couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, let alone Zhang Zeliu, the king and prime minister. However, Zhang Zeliu was better, his eyes were hot but not lustful. After getting married,
He has indeed lost his temper. If he dares to flirt with women again, even if Yang Liuyan ignores her, I am afraid that I will be able to peel off a layer of skin on my body. Moreover, the beauty in front of me is beautiful, but she is thorny.
No, not only can't you be happy with a kiss, but you can be embarrassed even if you are embarrassed.
Mrs. Mei seemed to cherish words like gold. She was not as elegant as Mr. Ji, but even more tempting. Mrs. Mei gently stretched out a pair of catkins, holding a white jade vase on it, half a foot high, with a round color and slender lines.
, accompanied by Mrs. Mei’s bare hands, it’s like this white jade vase has turned into a beautiful beauty, leaning quietly and gracefully on Mrs. Mei’s palm.
Mrs. Mei opened her red lips lightly and exhaled like orchid: "The Jade Dew Vase is said to be able to regenerate dead flowers. It is a thing of the Immortal Palace and has been exiled to the mortal world. The base price is ten thousand taels."
This thing has appeared in the world, and everyone is talking about it. The name of the Jade Dew Bottle has been heard more or less. The rumors are that it is wonderful. Just looking at its shape, it is worthy of it. However, if it can really regenerate dead flowers, then this
The value of things is far greater than that of gold and jade clothes. For such an immortal weapon, how can Mr. Ji and Mrs. Mei pay a mere ten thousand taels as the base price? They are afraid that the rebirth of this dead flower is just a nonsense compiled by idlers to please the public.
Ten thousand taels buy a jade vase that looks good but is useless. Although there are many scammers here, they are not fools. I heard someone ask loudly: "Mrs. Mei, can this thing really revive dead flowers?"
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Mrs. Mei did not respond, and Mr. Ji laughed and said: "It is natural that the things of the immortal family must be destined to be destined. The old man is ashamed, but he is not the destined person for this Jade Dew Vase. However, there are so many heroes present, and there must be the destined person for this Jade Dew Vase."