God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 971 Feng Ling Auction (1)

"Follow."

One person spoke, and took the lead downstairs in an elegant manner.

That elegant appearance, and the faint smell of rouge powder on her body attracted the eyes of countless guests.

But after recognizing who they were, a trace of disgust appeared on their faces.

"It turned out to be Hu Shuixian's face, just a little boy, who actually ate in the same restaurant as us!"

During the banquet, the woman with a slightly ordinary complexion looked at these men who were more attractive than her, and spoke extremely meanly.

In the eyes, the meaning of jealousy is especially obvious.

This world!

Women are prettier than women, but men are more beautiful than women, and so much more. For ordinary-looking women, they are almost driven to a dead end!

"Shhh, be careful!"

The male companion next to her anxiously covered her mouth to prevent her from uttering misfortune.

"You are crazy, since you know they are Hu Shuixian's faces, you dare to make such a loud voice..."

After the impulse, the woman's complexion turned slightly pale.

Fortunately, those men didn't know whether they didn't hear it, or they were too lazy to care, and left the restaurant long ago.

……

Di Bugu and Yue Qingcheng entered an auction house.

Feng Country is not like Hua Country, the business here is extremely prosperous.

This means that all merchants have to rack their brains to participate in the business war, but it is not easy to produce a dominant industry like Jinyu Pavilion.

There are three large auction houses in Fengguo, and the one that Yue Qingcheng entered is Fengling Auction House with a very good reputation.

If you can use the same name as the name of the capital, and think with your toes, you can know that it is inextricably linked with the royal family.

Even so, Fengling Auction House still cannot monopolize it, which shows how deep the business circle of Fengguo is.

"Hua Yan wants to make a big splash in Feng Country, I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult." Yue Qingcheng sighed.

Di Bugu squinted his eyes.

"As long as you want, I can help her open the situation." He said thoughtfully.

Yue Qingcheng looked at him in surprise.

She still doesn't know, he still has this ability?

"No need, I should keep Huayan busy, so that I won't think about those messy things." She shook her head.

Dibugu's eyebrows and eyes were curved, she said what she said, that's what she said.

Fengling Auction House is indeed one of the largest auction houses in Feng Country.

With the coming of the Heroes' Meeting, the crowds in Fengguo are highly mobile, with ten times more people entering it than before, but they are arranged properly, and there is no crowding or chaos at all.

"Two guest officers, this way please."

The beautiful maid, with a blushing face, led Yue Qingcheng and Di Bugu to sit in their seats, and then left with three steps and two turns.

From this direction, you can see the scenes on the auction platform at a glance, which is a rare good position.

Both Yue Qingcheng and Di Bugu knew too much about the convenience brought by beauty, so they didn't pay much attention to it, and just waited for the auction to start.

"Why are these two people from Shengwu Academy here?"

The few teenagers who could only sit in the back row murmured together that they were the neighbors that Feng Lingguo had arranged for Shengwu Academy.

As a person from a small country, if you don't come to witness such a grand occasion, you will regret it in the future.

It's just that they didn't expect Yue Qingcheng and Di Bugu to also come and sit in front of them. Is there any money for the auction?

"By the way, I remember that they didn't seem to pay the entrance fee?"

For the sake of order, the Fengling Auction had to charge a high entrance fee, and several people paid the money like a flesh-and-blood to be able to enter here.

"Could it be that the man is so good-looking, so..."

Friends: "..."

A scent wafted through the crowd, and several handsome youths walked past the speaker.

"Holy Martial Academy..."

(End of this chapter)