The daily life of the old man's favorite wife

Chapter 46 You are a Little Maid
"Everyone, this purple sand teapot has been passed down in our Leng family for three generations. It is a handmade masterpiece by the late master Li Yi. The starting price is [-] yuan. All the auctioned money will be donated to the poor mountainous areas. The auction will start now."

As soon as Leng Xunmeng's words fell, he looked provocatively at Leng Luke who wanted to leave in the distance.

She just wouldn't let her go, she just wanted to make her suffer.

And everyone looked at it with a lot of discussion. The price of [-] yuan is really not high. Back then, Master Li Yi's handmade teapots were the kind that had a price but no market.

Everyone did not expect to encounter Master Li Yi's handmade purple sand teapot here. People who love tea, and even many people who like to collect teapots, have a strong curiosity about this teapot.

Someone has already started bidding.

"11 million!"

"15 million!"

"20 million!"

……

The price keeps rising, but Leng Luke's heart is as cold as ice.

This is grandpa's teapot, the teapot left to her by grandpa!
How could she put it up for auction? !
Leng Luke's eyes were full of anger, she wanted to rush up angrily, but her wrist was grabbed.

Mo Shan said eagerly, "Miss Leng, we are going to find Master Gu~"

Leng Luke's eyes were filled with tears, "Mo Shan, can you go to him first? This teapot is very important to me, I can't let her sell it!"

This is the only thought left by her grandfather.

Mo Shan frowned, Gu Ye's affairs cannot be delayed, but... his eyes fell on the teapot on the auction table, this teapot is so important to her?

Suddenly seeing the familiar black card in Leng Luke's hand, Mo Shan's brows loosened.

"Miss Leng, according to the rules, you can't take things that have been put on the auction table. Even if Leng Xunmeng agrees, so many people present will not agree, but you can pay for it."

Leng Luke frowned. Hearing that the price of the teapot had already reached almost 30 yuan, how could she have so much money?

As if understanding her thoughts, Mo Shan smiled mysteriously, "Miss Leng, Gu Ye's black card has unlimited limits, you can buy whatever you want, as much as you want."

After he finished speaking, his eyes looked anxious, "But Miss Leng, you should settle the matter here as soon as possible. I have to go to find Master Gu immediately, and there is no longer any delay."

Leng Luke nodded, watching Mo Shan leave, a strange warmth surged in his heart.

How did that man know about the purple teapot?

But now is not the time to pursue this matter, she can't let the teapot that grandpa loves most in her life flow into other people's hands.

At this time, the auction of the purple teapot is coming to an end, and the price of a teapot is approaching 30. Even if it is an orphan product of Master Li Yi, who has passed away for a long time, many people think the current price is too expensive.

But for Leng Luke, no price can deter her.

She looked at the shiny black card in her hand, gritted her teeth, and when Leng Xunmeng was about to hammer it down, she shouted, "50!"

She had to shout a price that was much higher than everyone expected in order to scare these people.

She is bound to win!
Sure enough, the people present were stunned when they heard the crisp voice calling out the price of 50 yuan.

I thought it was some rich young lady who was burning too much money and wanted to buy a broken teapot to play with.

But when they saw Leng Luke's face clearly, they were all taken aback.

Cool and green?
Leng Xunmeng's sister?

Seeing that nervous expression, in Leng Xunmeng's opinion, she was the terribly cowardly elder sister, who actually called out a price of 50 yuan.

The corner of her mouth was contemptuous, but she said calmly, "My dear sister, you are a little maid, can you get 50?"

(End of this chapter)