Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 642 Nanze Auction House

If there is something missing, just tell the Thirteenth Prince and Young Master Nangong directly in the palace, why go out and buy it yourself?

Meeting Lu'er's puzzled expression, Feng Qingge's mouth twitched helplessly.

Patiently explained to her: "I have a few important things to buy, Shisan and Nangong can't help either."

"Oh."

Lu'er nodded half understanding.

While speaking, a majestic and tall white building appeared at the end of the road.

Stopping slightly at the entrance of the auction house, Feng Qingge raised her eyes silently.

I saw a majestic building standing in front of me, exuding a heavy and simple atmosphere from top to bottom.

Inside and outside this building, there are many people dressed as alchemists, hurrying in and out.

Pedestrians on the road occasionally cast their eyes on those alchemists, with deep respect in their eyes.

When I asked the palace people in the palace earlier, I learned that...

Because it is the capital city of Nanze Kingdom, the auction house and alchemist branch here are connected together.

It is also for this reason that so many alchemists come and go in and out of this auction house.

Looking casually at the guard at the door, Feng Qingge stepped into the door.

As soon as he entered the interior of the auction house, the surrounding environment suddenly became quiet.

A faint scent of Danxiang floated down the hall, which lifted people's spirits.

"call."

Smiling and exhaling foul air, Feng Qingge looked up into the hall.

I saw that the hall in front of me was very large and could accommodate thousands of people.

The hall is spacious and bright, and the floor is covered with white jade-polished tiles, making it very clean and tidy.

The entire hall is divided into four areas: southeast, north, and west.

Feng Qingge generally scanned the four areas.

I saw the western area, which is the main part of the auction house, with stairs leading directly to the second floor, which is probably a reception room or something.

In the southern area, wisps of white smoke rose from dozens of medicinal cauldrons, which looked truly spectacular.

Thinking about it, the bursts of danxiang that I smelled just now came from there.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingge couldn't help but look south a few more times.

In the eastern region, it seems to be a free trade zone.

Many warriors were sitting cross-legged on a platform made of white jade, with some scattered pills, weapons and sundries in front of them.

As for the north side...

Feng Qingge frowned silently.

I saw that the location to the north was much quieter than the other three areas.

A thick and simple black door stood quietly, and the door was tightly closed, cutting off the curious eyes of the passing crowd.

Several guards stood guard at the door, their sharp eyes scanning the crowd in front of them with vigilance.

"Wow, miss, it's so big here."

Seeing such a large auction hall for the first time, Lu'er couldn't help but widen her eyes, and exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Yes."

Feng Qingge nodded, silently looking away.

After thinking about it, he lifted his feet first and led Lu'er to the free trade zone to the east.

Compared with the entire hall, the east area is undoubtedly the busiest.

Hundreds of martial artists came and went to browse the stalls in front of them, and occasionally came up to chat with them when they saw something they liked.

The things sold in those stalls are different, and the popularity in front of the stalls is also different.

In front of some booths, there are three floors inside and three floors outside, densely packed with people.

In front of some stalls, the flow of people in twos and threes seems very sparse.

(End of this chapter)