Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 235: : Become a fairy (3)

　　"This...this guest, are you...what is going to be auctioned?" A man who came back to his senses hurriedly stepped forward, staring straight at the monsoon smoke with his eyes. No drooling on the spot.

　　 Jifeng Yan smiled and said, "I want to take some photos."

　　 When the two men heard this, they hurriedly led the people into the tent, and they were surprised and surprised.

　　 Although the monsoon smoke is not expensive to wear, just touching that face makes people ignore everything.

　　Donglin Auction House is despised by many rich people because of its special auction mechanism, so few nobles and wealthy businessmen will come.

　　 After the two men welcomed the monsoon smoke in, they eagerly served tea and handed over water, and then immediately invited the steward of Dongling Auction House.

　　 The steward was a middle-aged man in his forties and fifty years old. He was quite rich. He walked with his round body. He was taken aback when he saw the monsoon smoke, but he quickly returned to normal. The face full of fat is not disgusting, but with an involuntary intimacy.

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

　　 Monsoon Smoke waved his hand to Yang Jian, Yang Jian immediately put the wooden box on the ground, Monsoon Smoke raised his hand to open the box.

　　In an instant, a box of jewels, under the shining firelight, almost didn't blind the eyes of the manager!

　　 When the steward saw that box of treasure, he was dumbfounded, and almost missed a pair of eyes.

　　 "That's it." Monsoon flue.

　　 The corners of the messenger's mouth twitched slightly, and it took a long time to pull the eyeballs back from the pile of treasures, but his expression at the moment did not have the slightest joy, but a sad reminder.

　　"Miss, are you kidding us?"

　　"Are you kidding?" Monsoon Smoke was taken aback.

　　 The steward smiled bitterly: "This customer is afraid that this is the first time to come to our auction house. To be honest, although our auction house has no threshold, you should have seen it too. Most people who come to buy things here They are not rich people, they are, and they are here to find some special things. These items of yours are indeed good things, but... put them on auction with us, I'm afraid they are... not very easy to sell."

　　 Guan Shi said implicitly.

　　 Monsoon Yan glanced at Ling He subconsciously, and Ling He's expression suddenly became a little awkward.

　　 He just thought that Monsoon Smoke had no money to pay the commission, but he forgot... Dongling Auction House is not good at auctioning gems and jewelry.

　　 If someone wants to buy these treasures, most of them go to several other large auction houses in the Imperial Capital, and they will come here. In all likelihood, they are sent to those bounty hunters.

　　 Ling He smiled awkwardly at Monsoon Smoke. As a soldier, he has never entered the auction house several times, so naturally he does not understand the rules here.

　　 Monsoon Smoke suddenly got a little bit difficult...

　　 Looking at the appearance of Monsoon Smoke and Ling He, he knew that the other party might not understand this.

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

　　 When the steward saw the man, he hurriedly said something to Monsoon Smoke and greeted him.

　　 "Are you here again?" The steward walked to the person in 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 a few bottles of potions from his arms and stuffed them into the steward's hands.