Once the starting price was released, even if they were soaked in a piggy bank, many people took a breath.
Ten thousand taels of gold are not without these second-generation officials and rich second-generations, but the money is not a small amount, and I have to ask my family to apply.
Someone couldn't help but say contempt: "It's just a person with delicate skin, but a mute. The starting price can be 10,000 taels of gold? I think this Yixiangyuan is increasingly slaughtering us as fat sheep."
"That's right, it's a bad product that has not been well-trained, so I dare to call it at such a price."
The man in the private room on the second floor sneered and said, "A fool who doesn't know anything."
The girls on the stage ignored the contempt of those people and only gave a look that they understood.
Sure enough, the next second, a servant stood up from the end of the hall and shouted: "My master bids...twenty thousand taels of gold."
Suddenly, everyone was shocked, why did it double directly?
The servant looked around everyone present, raised his head proudly, and was in a state of determination.
The few people who just made a fuss about being a little embarrassed. Is this beautiful boy so valuable?
The girl on the stage smiled slightly, raised a sign and said, "Twenty thousand taels of gold once!"
"Slow down!" The big man wearing gold and silver finally couldn't help but laughed, "Prince Duan, I'm sorry, I'm going to make a reservation for this little beauty, I'll pay 50,000 taels!"
Now many people wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads. They could buy a small town with 50,000 taels of gold.
Isn't this crazy?
At the end of the hall, a young man stood up, made a call, and then said, "Then let it be for uncle, but uncle should not kill him, just leave a mouthful of soup for me to drink.
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"Of course you are indispensable." The big man was very helpful and waved his hand.
The boy in the cage listened to all these words and struggled even harder, but his pity increased the abusive desire of the group of jackals underground.
One by one, he was eager to remove his bones and penetrate his stomach.
"Fifty thousand taels per time!" The girl on the stage shouted again when she saw that it was almost done.
Youtan Hua was in the dark and couldn't help but pull Mu Fusheng's sleeve: "Little monk, how much money do you have?"
"Uh..." Although it was embarrassing to say this as a man, Mu Fusheng still said, "The little monk has no money."
The stage shouted again: "Fifty thousand taels or two!"
Youtanhua weighed the pitifully lightweight wallet, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and said, "That's all we can do to snatch it."
But Mu Fusheng shook his head and said, "Otherwise, senior, let the monk come."
At this time, the stage shouted again: "Fifty thousand two thousand two three..."
Mu Fusheng took a step forward, raised his hand, and said, "Wait a minute, I will release 600 high-quality spirit stones."
As soon as these words came out, all eyes were gathered on Mu Fusheng.
Under the dim light, everyone couldn't help but look at the boy standing up a few more times.
Although this man's appearance is not as beautiful as the young man on the stage, he has an indescribable sense of rebirth. In front of him, it seems that everything in the world is inferior.
After the girl on the stage recovered from her senses, she still did not forget her professional ethics. She asked, "This young man is a strange face. Whose surname is from?"
She can't forget to confirm the identity of the visitor just because this person is really good.
Mu Fusheng said calmly: "I am a member of the Song family in Nanyang."
Although Mu Fusheng was lying seriously, his indifference and confidence on his face led to Utanhua who almost believed his nonsense if he hadn't known the inside story.
Youtanhua thought to himself: "There is really a little monk. Why did she almost forget that she has the financial master Song Lan?"
The others were stunned, whether they were pretending, or the men in the private room upstairs.
The Song family in Nanyang is rich enough to rival a country, with a sphere of influence spanning multiple worlds and operating hundreds of money houses. Even in the special period of the court's war and large-scale construction, they may have to ask the Song family to borrow money.
For millions of years, the imperial court can change its dynasties, but the Song family has always stood firm and stands unique.
The man in the attic rubbed his hands, walked downstairs, and said suspiciously: "What treasure does the Song family have to get? Why do you still have to come to my humble house to find treasure?"
Mu Fusheng looked at the man who had just entered the door and stared at him and his seniors and smiled and said, "The wise man doesn't say secret words. If it weren't for the boy on the stage, Song would really disdain to visit Guidi."
Between the words, Mu Fusheng's nobleness is revealed.
If someone else says this, it must be a show of pretending, and if he says it, it is a statement of the facts.
Youtanhua applauded in his heart, but there was really a little monk!