Chapter 287

"OK... OK, master Feng, I'll send it to Doubao club for you. However, the real identity of the auctioneer.... "

Zhang San hurriedly promised to come down, but I have some doubts to ask.

You know, there is a strange rule in Doubao club that the identity of the auctioneer must be completely open in order to conduct a public auction.

Although this rule is very inhumane. But it also put an end to some murderers, put the looted things on the Doubao auction.

It's a lot of thought-provoking for Debao society. After all, those who are decent or who are proof of their origin will not be afraid of their identity being exposed.

"You are the auctioneer, remember?"

Ye Feng stood there and said to Zhang San without expression.

What he wanted to do with Zhang San was to hide his true identity. He certainly couldn't be the auctioneer himself.

"Yes, I see, master Feng."

Zhang San Wen Yan hastily nodded and said to Ye Feng.

He is not a fool, and he soon reflected that the master Feng wanted to hide his identity.

Taking money to do things for others, Zhang San naturally won't ask any more questions. He nodded and began to pick up the small porcelain bottles and wooden boxes on the ground and put them in his backpack.

There are a lot of these small porcelain vases and wooden boxes, but Zhang San, a warrior, has no trouble carrying them.

He carried things, turned to leave the room, at this time Ye Feng called Zhang San.

"I'll give you this as a deposit. When it's done, I'll have a big reward."

Ye Feng stopped Zhang San, took out two small porcelain bottles, put them in Zhang San's hand, and said to Zhang San lightly.

"Thank you... Thank you, master Feng."

Zhang San took two small porcelain bottles and said to Ye Feng in surprise.

At the moment, he was ecstatic. In the last small porcelain vase, there were ten Holy Blood pills.

Now I gave myself two small porcelain bottles at one time. Here, there should be 20 Holy Blood pills.

This is a fortune that he can't imagine. It can make his cultivation advance by leaps and bounds. How can it not surprise him?

With that, Zhang San turned to leave the private room and walked towards Doubao meeting.

Along the way, Zhang San was afraid that others would take the Holy Blood pill from his backpack.

The venue of the Doubao fair is a magnificent building, which should be a mysterious organization specially built for the purpose of holding the Doubao fair.

The whole building is magnificent. A single gate is five or six meters high. It looks very magnificent.

On both sides of the gate, there were two watchmen standing there.

The two guards have a strong breath, full of Qi and blood, which is the perfect state of nourishing blood.

Zhang Sanke has never participated in the Doubao meeting, because he is not qualified to participate in the Doubao meeting at all.

This is the first time that he came to the gate of Doubao club. When he saw two strong warriors, his heart also trembled.

I didn't expect that all the martial arts watchmen of Doubao club were in the state of nourishing blood. How deep is the inside information of Doubao club!

Zhang San shook his head, put all these thoughts out of his mind, tightened his tight backpack and walked towards the gate of Doubao club.

After seeing Zhang San, the two warriors showed a trace of disdain on their faces and reached out to stop him.

"What do you do? It's a treasure fight. No one else can enter. "

One of the gatekeepers warned Zhang San.

In their opinion, Zhang San's cultivation is so low that he has no qualification to enter the Doubao club!

Zhang San was stopped by two people, but he soon remembered the rules of Doubao club.

Anyone who comes up with something for auction can directly enter the Doubao meeting.

Thinking of this, Zhang San also had some confidence.

"I'm here to auction things."

Zhang San said haughtily to the two warriors.

He didn't know about others, but he could carry thousands of Holy Blood pills behind him.

This value can't be imagined by ordinary people, even the value of those treasures is just like this!

Presumably these two warriors have no reason to stop themselves."If you still come to auction things, don't bring your rags to shame me. Get out of here while you're not angry."

The warrior who stopped Zhang San looked at Zhang San disdainfully, waved his hand to Zhang San and said sarcastically.

Zhang San was a little angry when he heard the warrior's words. He just looked down on people. But when he thought about the warrior's strength, Zhang San immediately became a little counseled and stood there at a loss.

At this time, an old man walked out of the gate.

The old man, with his plain clothes and white beard, looks a bit of fairyland.

"Mr. Yang, are you going out?"

The two guards, seeing the old man coming out, immediately changed their faces and bowed respectfully to the old man.

They can't be disrespectful, because Mr. Yang is the master of treasure appraisal in their Yueya town.

No matter what you bring, as long as it passes through the hands of the master Jianbao, there will never be a flow of fake goods.

For example, there will be a master of treasure assessment in every big city.

They are the first people under the president of the local treasure society.

Even the president of Doubao society should be respectful to these treasure appraisers.

How dare those martial arts like them who look at the gate show any disrespect to such treasure appraisers!

Yang Lao saw two people smile slightly, nodded and was about to walk out of the gate.

At this time, Yang suddenly saw Zhang San standing at the door.

"What is this little brother doing?"

Yang asked curiously. There are many good things to be auctioned at this Doubao fair, which makes Yang feel very happy.

After all, every treasure appraiser can't put down the good things. Even if he can identify them, it's very good.

Just now, he finished his day's work and was ready to go shopping. Then he met Zhang San, who was blocked outside.

"Yang... Mr. Yang, I'm here to auction things, but these two people won't let me in."

Seeing that the two men were so respectful to the old man, Zhang San knew that the old man was absolutely not an ordinary person, so he respectfully told the old man the story.

As soon as these words came out, Yang's face changed.

"What's going on? Why don't you two let the auctioneer in? "

Yang Lao frowned and yelled at the two guards.