Chapter 235

"Here This guest, this is Do you want to auction anything? " A man who had come back to God hurried to the front. His eyes were staring at the monsoon smoke, and he almost didn't drool on the spot.

Monsoon smoke said with a smile, "I want to shoot something."

When the two men heard about it, they hurried to take people to the tent. They were astonished and surprised.

Although the monsoon smoke is not expensive to wear, but just against that face, it has been ignored all.

Dongling auction house is despised by many rich people because of its special auction mechanism, so few nobles and rich businessmen come here.

After two men welcomed the monsoon smoke in, they politely served tea and water, and then immediately invited the manager of Dongling auction house.

The steward was a middle-aged man about forty or fifty years old. He was very rich and walked with a round body. When he saw the monsoon smoke, he was stunned for a while, but he soon recovered to normal. The face full of fat was not disgusting, but it had a kind of spontaneous cordiality.

"This guest, I don't know what you want to auction." The steward asked with a smile.

Monsoon smoke waved to Yang Jian. Yang Jian immediately put the wooden box on the ground. Monsoon smoke lifted his hand and opened the box.

In an instant, a box of jewels, in the light of the fire, almost did not blink the eyes of the steward!

As soon as the steward saw that box of treasure, the whole person was dumbfounded, and his eyes almost didn't stare out.

"That's all." Monsoon flue.

The steward's mouth twitched a little, and it took him a long time to drag his eyes back from the pile of treasures, but his expression at the moment was not a little joyful, but with a sad reminder.

"Miss, are you kidding us?"

"Are you kidding?" Monsoon smoke slightly a Leng.

The steward said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid this is the first time that this guest has come to our auction house. To be honest, although there is no threshold for our auction house, you should also see that most of the people who come here to buy things are not rich people, they have them, but also come to find some special things. Your things are really good things, but Put it here for auction, I'm afraid it's It's not easy to sell. "

It's implicit.

Monsoon smoke subconsciously looked at Ling He, Ling He's expression immediately some embarrassment.

He just thought that Ji Fengyan had no money to pay the Commission, but he forgot Dongling auction house is not good at auction of gems and ornaments.

If someone wants to buy these treasures, most of them go to several other large auction houses in the capital, and they will come here. In nine out of ten, they are all for the things sent by the bounty hunters.

Linghe smiled at the monsoon smoke awkwardly. As a soldier, he didn't enter the auction house several times, so he didn't understand the rules here.

Suddenly, the monsoon smoke is a little difficult

Looking at the appearance of monsoon smoke and Linghe, the steward knows that the other side is afraid of not understanding these.

Just as the steward was about to say something, a man in a black cloak came in under the guide of the guard.

As soon as the steward saw the man, he hurriedly said a word to the monsoon smoke, and then he welcomed it.

"You're here again?" The steward came to the man with the black cloak and said in a rather helpless tone.

The man in the black cloak nodded slightly, and without saying anything, he took out several bottles of medicine from his arms and put them into the hands of the steward.