Chapter 65 Small Auction

After dark, Yun Qiyou has been resting and meditating in the Qingluan Pavilion near Yuanshui Xiaozhu. The bright moonlight shines on her beautiful cheeks, giving her a breathtaking and suffocating beauty.

Her arms were resting on the handrail of the guardrail, and she was sitting sideways, looking at the stars in the sky. Her expression was as quiet as water, but there seemed to be a trace of unknown complex expression in her eyes, which was still like ink that could not be melted away.

In the square during the day, the words of her senior sisters rang in her ears from time to time. After a long time, she murmured: "Ye Xiaochuan really knows how to sell my things for money?"

I don't know how long it took, but Yun Qiyou's pretty and slim body stood up, grabbed the Chen-Zhanting Divine Sword that was leaning against Mulan at her feet, jumped down from Qingluan Pavilion, and flew towards the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the direction she was flying in the air, it seemed to be the famous Guang Na Hall at the foot of the mountain.

In the Guangna Hall, everyone saw Ye Xiaochuan taking out the red hairpin that Yun Qiyou had stuck in his head all year round. They were all exclaimed. Before Ye Xiaochuan could introduce it, many people had already placed their bids.

"Three hundred taels!"

"Five hundred taels!"

"Five hundred and thirty taels!"

"Six hundred taels!"

Ye Xiaochuan frowned, pointed at the disciples who had just made a bid, and said: "You poor devils, get out! If I sell it for three to five hundred taels of silver, will I hold an auction? Don't think that I am being imprisoned. I’ve been in Siguoya for three months and I don’t know what’s going on in the black market now!”

Everyone was immediately speechless.

Nowadays, Yun Qiyou's personal accessories are rare items on the black market. Even a handkerchief that Yun Qiyou has used several times has been sold for five hundred taels by these lustful disciples, not to mention that Yun Qiyou has worn it for more than ten years. Zhu Chai has been around for a long time.

Ye Xiaochuan took out the purse again with a snow lotus embroidered on the front and the word "You" embroidered on the back.

As soon as this thing came out, everyone immediately held their breath.

Zhu Changshui shouted: "Xiaochuan, what is this? Could it be Yun Qiyou's purse?"

Ye Xiaochuan chuckled: "Correct answer! But there is no reward! The two things I sold today are treasures at the bottom of the box. If it weren't for the lack of money recently, it would be impossible to put them up for auction. Today's auction, These are Yun Qiyou’s personal accessories, the red hairpin and the purse. Everyone, get ready. Everyone knows my reputation, Ye Xiaochuan. I only accept cash or banknotes from Jiuzhou Bank. Those who don’t have money can watch the fun early. Now let’s auction today. The first work of the night is a Zhu Chai. This Zhu Chai must be familiar to everyone. It is a personal accessory that has been worn by Senior Sister Yun Qiyou for almost ten years. Its importance is self-evident, although the material of this Zhu Chai is not very good. Likewise, all the gold paint has fallen off, but..."

He paused and continued: "But this object is of great collection and souvenir value. It is hard to find for thousands of dollars! The current low price is one thousand two hundred taels, and each quotation must not be less than fifty taels. The one with the highest price in the end will get it!"

"One thousand five hundred taels!"

As soon as Ye Xiaochuan finished speaking, Yang Quanyong immediately raised his sign.

Zhu Changshui beside him said: "One thousand five hundred and fifty taels!"

The next moment, several more voices came: "One thousand six hundred taels!"

"One thousand, seven hundred taels!"

"I have one thousand nine hundred taels!"

Zhu Changshui wiped cold sweat, counted the banknotes, and shouted: "Two thousand taels!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding area immediately became quiet. It can be seen that two thousand taels is a threshold. Calculated based on the salary of a handyman disciple of ten taels of silver per month, these two thousand taels of silver are enough for an ordinary handyman disciple in Cangyun. It took fifteen years. There were only a handful of people present who could spare two thousand taels of silver.

Yang Quanyong thought for a moment and seemed to want to raise the sign to increase the price. Zhu Changshui on the side immediately held his arm and said: "Little prince, this is just a Zhu hairpin. You don't have to fight with me, right? If you have more money, If so, just buy Junior Sister Yun Qiyou’s purse, that’s the highlight.”

Yang Quanyong said: "But I want both."

Zhu Changshui said with a sad face, "Don't be so greedy. We have been brothers for many years, and this time I will sell my senior brother a favor."

Yang Quanyong looked at Zhu Changshui Qiji's expression and said, "Okay, okay, I won't compete with you this time."

On the stage, Ye Xiaochuan felt happy.

He shouted: "Two thousand taels, is there anything higher? Two thousand taels once, two thousand taels twice! Two thousand taels three times! Deal! This Zhu Chai of Senior Sister Yun Qiyou belongs to Senior Brother Zhu Changshui. !”

Seeing Ye Xiaochuan's final decision, Zhu Changshui breathed a long sigh of relief, but the expression on his face was very ugly.

Originally, I only had to spend a thousand taels, but that brat Ye Xiaochuan held an auction and paid twice the price to get it. It seems that I have to tighten my belt this year.

He stepped forward and handed a stack of Kyushu Longtou silver notes with a denomination of one hundred taels to Ye Xiaochuan. Ye Xiaochuan counted the denominations of the banknotes in front of everyone.

This black market transaction is all about paying both money and goods, with one hand paying the money and the other hand delivering the goods.

Ye Xiaochuan counted the banknotes twice, with a philistine smile on his lips. After putting away the banknotes, he handed the Zhu Changshui the hairpin and said, "Brother Zhu, this hairpin is yours."

Zhu Changshui took it and felt suddenly excited for no reason. He felt that he was one step closer to the goddess.

Under the envious gazes of everyone, Zhu Changshui carefully put away the hairpin. This piece of jewelry, which was worth at most several coins on the street stall, seemed to him to be a priceless treasure at this moment.

Next, Ye Xiaochuan started the main event, auctioning Yun Qiyou's personal purse.

Ye Xiaochuan took the purse, sniffed it, and said, "This purse is Sister Yun's personal ornament, and it still has her fragrance. There is a snow lotus embroidered on the front and a word "You" embroidered on the back. This needlework is probably all from Sister Yun's hands. I don't need to say more. Everyone knows the value of this purse, right?"

The eyes of the crowd became hot again. Several young men who had the strength to compete were rubbing their hands, taking out all the silver bills on their bodies, ready for a fierce fight.

Ye Xiaochuan said: "The starting price of this purse is 2,000 taels of silver. Each bid must not be less than 100 taels. Bidding begins now."

"2,500 taels!"

A disciple raised 500 taels of silver in his first bid. Ye Xiaochuan shouted: "Is there a higher price!"

"I'll bid 2,700 taels!"

"3,000 taels!"

"3,400 taels!"

Pingyang Prince Yang Quanyong made a bid and said: "I'll bid 4,000 taels!"

The price was already sky-high. There had been no items in Guangna Hall that were over 4,000 taels for a long time.

When Yang Quanyong's 4,000 taels was reported, there was silence all around. Ye Xiaochuan was already very happy at this moment! He had never seen so much silver in his life!

But the youngest, Zhao Shilin, stretched out his hand and said, "Four thousand one hundred taels!"

Yang Quanyong was furious and said, "Four thousand five hundred taels!"

Zhao Shilin raised his hand and said, "Four thousand six hundred taels!"

Yang Quanyong said angrily, "Zhao Shilin, are you looking for trouble? You always lower my price, do you want to fight?"

Zhao Shilin blinked his big eyes and said innocently, "Brother Yang, you are just a prince, I am a prince, why can't I lower you? I want to order Sister Yun's purse sachet, no matter how much you offer, I will be one hundred taels higher than you."