Chapter 403: A man who doesn’t love himself is like rotten cabbage
Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan looked at each other. It seemed that her things were the finale.
A faint sense of pride emerged in Jiang Wan's heart.
The items auctioned earlier were things that Jiang Wan was not very interested in, and no one rang the bell.
It was not until a sound of exclamations and gasps came from downstairs that Jiang Wan, who was eating snacks, raised her eyes slightly.
"The item being auctioned now is an ancient sword!"
In the center of the auction hall, Jiu Niang vividly introduced the tray held by the maid beside her.
There was an antique sword on the tray. From a distance, Jiang Wan could vaguely see something reflecting on the sword.
She subconsciously looked at the booklet on the table, where the sword drawing was lifelike.
"Brother, this sword suits you very well."
Song Jiuli suddenly spoke, Song Jiuyuan was good at using sword, which was indeed good.
Everyone asked Song Jiuyuan about his opinion, and Madam Song said softly:
"Yuan'er, if you like it, let's take a picture."
"I have the sword Wanwan gave me."
Song Jiuyuan touched the sword on his waist, which was given to him by Jiang Wan.
No one tried to persuade him anymore, but Jiang Wan looked at the sword and felt a little tempted.
When it comes to swords, one more is never too many.
So when Jiu Niang announced the starting price of one thousand and started the auction, Jiang Wan was the first to ring the bell.
"Add one hundred taels."
"Miss Jiang, I'm here."
Song Yi actively walked to the window, and he used his inner strength to shout loudly: "One thousand and one hundred taels."
The sword looked good, and Jiang Wan thought it would take some effort to take it.
As a result, because they were bidding on the top floor, the people on the first and second floors fell silent at the same time.
Even the people in the private rooms on the third floor were guessing their identities.
The Sixth Prince frowned, "Are there other people on the top floor besides Song Jiuyuan?"
"this……"
The secret guard was unable to answer, so Hua Xiao said actively, “Your Highness, the people from the auction house will come up to deliver the items they auctioned later.
We can quietly check if it is them."
"Xiaoxiao is still smart."
The Sixth Prince gently stroked Hua Xiao's fair face, and while he was speaking, Jiu Niang had already counted to the last number.
No one raised the price.
I'm also afraid of offending the mysterious person on the top floor.
After all, when the Babao Pavilion was auctioning in the past, most of the time there was no one on the top floor.
Jiu Niang slammed the hammer with a look of pain on her face. She never expected this would be the result.
Not to mention her, even Jiang Wan was a little surprised.
"No way, no one raised the price?"
Song Jiuli covered her mouth in surprise, with surprise in her eyes.
"Brother, you made a fortune!"
"Why don't I have such good luck!"
Cheng Jin knew that this kind of good luck would only happen once, and he would be wary of them again in the future.
The people below will still compete to bid, after all, they have already given in once.
Fuling glanced at Cheng Jin indifferently, with some disgust in her eyes.
"Because the things you like are not decent."
"What's wrong with me?"
Cheng Jin retorted angrily, and the next second he felt everyone's eyes on the book he opened.
The page in front of him showed a picture of a beautiful woman.
Everyone looked as if it was commonplace, except Jiang Wan, who was a little surprised. She hadn't expected that the ancients could even auction people.
Cheng Jin stammered in defense, "Just...listen to my...explanation. I was just...taking a look."
"Well, we know you're just checking it out."
Song Qing patted Cheng Jin's shoulder with a serious tone, "Xiao Jin, your uncle has also watched you grow up.
Listen to my uncle, a man who doesn’t love himself is like rotten cabbage, and more importantly, it will cause unrest in the family.”
Perhaps because of his father's profound influence, Song Qing was deeply aware that there should not be too many women in the back house.
Cheng Jin: …
How could he explain that he had just happened to turn to this page?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. It was all Fuling's fault for putting the booklet in front of him!
He glared at Fuling fiercely, but Fuling looked away as if she saw nothing.
Just at this moment, the maid came in holding the sword they had just taken.
"Sir, this is the Xuanbing Sword you took a picture of."
"Song Yi, give me the silver."
As soon as Song Jiuyuan waved his hand, he was stopped by Jiang Wan, who had a smile in the corner of her eyes.
"I send you."
"I have silver."
Song Jiuyuan sighed slightly, thinking that giving gifts should be done by men.
But when he met Jiang Wan's serious eyes, he finally compromised and shook his head gently at Song Yi.
Qiu Niang quickly gave the silver. Song Jiuyuan secretly thought that he would also auction a gift for Wanwan later.
"Hey, look at this."
Jiang Wan held the Xuanbing Sword, which felt quite heavy, and handed it directly to Song Jiuyuan.
As soon as the sword was opened, a ray of cold light appeared. Song Qing said enviously:
“Nice sword!”
It’s a pity that he is not feeling well now, otherwise he would like to borrow his son’s sword to play with.
Song Jiuyuan felt sweet in his heart, with a smile on his face, looking so proud.
Cheng Jin couldn't bear to see this, and said unhappily, "Song Jiuyuan, put away your smug face."
Otherwise he couldn't help but want to grab the sword.
"Are you envious?"
Song Jiuyuan raised his chin slightly, looking so arrogant that Cheng Jin was so angry that he took a big sip of tea.
"Song Jiuyuan, just wait. I will find a virtuous wife sooner or later."
"Well, wait."
Song Jiuyuan's voice inexplicably carried a hint of mockery. Judging from Cheng Jin's vision, the wife he was looking for would definitely not be virtuous.
"Alright, alright, you two brothers are really something. You always argue with each other when you meet."
Mrs. Song interrupted the two of them, and the auction below was in full swing.
Downstairs in the private room, the secret guard returned cautiously and said to the Sixth Prince:
"Your Highness, only the private room of the Song family is occupied upstairs."
“It’s them!”
The Sixth Prince gritted his teeth, his heart filled with hatred. Hua Xiao on the side rolled his eyes and said:
“Your Highness, they are in the open and we are in the dark, so we can take away everything they like.
Or we can raise the price and make them bleed heavily.”
She gritted her teeth angrily, not knowing why, she felt an inexplicable disgust towards Jiang Wan.
Hearing this, the Sixth Prince's eyes lit up, "Xiaoxiao is smart. I shouldn't have given the sword to Song Jiuyuan just now."
"Don't worry, Your Highness. We are sure to win next."
Hua Xiao's charming eyes gradually improved the Sixth Prince's depressed mood.
Jiu Niang was eloquent and praised every auction item to the skies, and many people spent money frantically.
Jiang Wan was flipping through the book in her hand out of boredom, as there was nothing in particular she wanted.
She has all these medicinal herbs in her space.
“Here it comes!”
Fuling rarely showed a hint of excitement, and even the Valley Master looked a little more energetic.
Old man Ouyang, who was dozing off in a chair, stood up quickly and his eyes lit up when he saw the snow lotus grass introduced by Jiu Niang.
“This stuff is really good.”
"The starting price is two thousand taels!"
As soon as Jiu Niang finished speaking, there was silence for a moment. Not everyone knew about this medicinal herb.
Those who came here for this purpose were all doctors, and someone in the private room on the third floor started bidding prices.
"Two thousand one hundred taels."
"Two thousand two hundred taels!"
The Valley Master couldn't help but ring the bell. He came here just for the snow lotus grass and naturally couldn't miss it.
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