Chapter 122: Bidding
Yan Yiming, the bald owner of the auction house, personally greeted the guests at the door.
When Xiao Zhe saw him, he specifically hinted that Yan Yiming would not recognize himself.
The old man is almost a fine old fox. Seeing him deliberately pretending not to know him, he naturally wouldn't say anything.
After some fake politeness, he was placed in his position.
Although Xiao Zhe was young, as an earl, he was also the youngest magister in history, and he was already well-known in Huajing City.
In addition, he was still the owner of the auction item, so he was placed in the first row, just slightly off.
And sitting in the middle are all the well-known rich and powerful aristocrats on the mainland.
Most of these people are also very old people. They suddenly saw a young man in their twenties sitting next to them.
After learning that this young man was the magister who became famous recently, they were shocked.
Moreover, several old men even started to take the opportunity to talk with Xiao Zhe, wanting to win him into their own family.
If it were in the past, if there was such an opportunity, Xiao Zhe might have agreed without even thinking about it.
It's just that he is now a magister and has a super system, so naturally he won't agree.
Don't look at your titles now higher than mine. Look at it in two days. Maybe who is higher!
Don't bully the young man!
At this time, Yan Yiming stood on the high platform in the middle of the lobby.
The auction officially begins!
"Everyone from afar, esteemed adults!" Yan Yiming stood on the stage, dressed in a decent suit, with a red face, "Welcome everyone to the Bauhinia Auction House and participate in this grand event!"
"I said, why did we come here? Everyone knows!" Before Yan Yiming could finish speaking, a middle-aged man sitting in the back row suddenly interrupted, "So I advise you to stop talking, and hurry up. It's serious to take it out!"
"Hahaha!"
His words caused a burst of laughter at the scene.
Yan Yiming also laughed: "Please don't worry about this guest. I always have to thank so many big people for coming here."
After speaking, he cleared his throat:
"But since everyone can't wait, then I don't talk nonsense. Now the auction officially begins!"
Yan Yiming waved his hand, and the waiter first brought up an auction item.
However, it was not the Elf product that everyone had expected, but a weapon made by the master craftsman of the human race. After several rounds of bidding, no one said anything.
Yan Yiming is also an old man with many years of auction experience. Seeing this situation, he is not long-winded, and he makes a final decision.
After bidding for a few more auction items, everyone was also lacking interest-their goal was only one, and that was the products of the elves.
Xiao Zhe raised his eyebrows provocatively while looking at Yin Mingyang, who was not far from him.
"Humph!" Yin Mingyang snorted coldly, turned his head, and stopped looking at him.
As for the lot, he never made a shot.
At this time, Xiao Zhe believed in his heart that the target of Yin Mingyang, like most people, were the few Elf products and enchanted weapons.
Finally, two waiters lifted a tray covered with red cloth and placed it carefully on the table in front of Yan Yiming.
Rubbing the red cloth, Yan Yiming seemed to be stroking his lover's body, and his voice was full of tenderness.
