"This time, the best of poetry and wine, I think we can end it early."
Inside the beaded curtain, the voice of the woman in green spread throughout the hall. Her voice, which was originally pure and clear, was actually mixed with bursts of unconcealable joy.
"Everyone, do you have any opinions?"
To say it was just right, a bunch of people would have stood up to oppose it, and it was very likely that some would even yell.
But at this time, the entire venue was completely silent, and no one dared to fart.
Although, many people looked at Han Sanqian very unhappily because of the slightly joyful tone of the woman in green.
But even Mr. Yuan, a leader in the field, is now hanging on Han Sanqian's punch. Who among them dares to make any move?
This group of people were so arrogant before, but now they are so cowardly.
"Since you all have no objections, I don't have any objections either. Come here."
As soon as she finished speaking, she clapped her hands gently, and immediately, eight men and four women dressed in gorgeous clothes, each carrying a tray covered with red cloth, walked slowly with smiles on their faces.
came out.
Eight people lined up in a row and stood in front of the bead curtain. Then, the two waitresses who had just poured the wine walked up and lifted the red cloth from the trays in the hands of the eight people one by one.
Suddenly, the entire Huazhou hall became extremely bright.
From left to right, what is placed on each plate are almost all kinds of gleaming rare treasures.
There are blood-red diamonds that are similar to monkey heads, rare black ice that shines with green light, and all kinds of good things that cannot be named.
Although Han Sanqian did not know him, he could be regarded as a "rich man" who had entered the auction house. Based on these experiences alone, he could already determine that each of these eight things was priceless. If they were to be together at the same time, then
It can also make you rich.
"Sir, please." The two female waitresses smiled at Han Sanqian, and then each took a step away. The meaning was self-evident.
Han Sanqian frowned slightly: "For me?"
The two waitresses nodded and said with a smile: "This is the prize for the best in poetry and wine, but it is also...
"I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich." Before the two female waitresses finished speaking, the pangolin had already run up to him, looking at the eight trays of rare treasures. His eyes exuded a sense of belonging.
The glory of a money-lover.
Although he knew that Han Sanqian was rich, he didn't know how rich Han Sanqian was. The eight pots of rare treasures in front of him were huge wealth, so the pangolin would not be polite.
"Wear...yellow sand monster." Seeing that this guy had already run up to the servant and couldn't put it down with the gold and silver jewelry on the basin, Han Sanqian quickly stopped him.
Han Sanqian bent slightly and said softly to the back of the beaded curtain: "There is no need for these things without merit."
"As for the master of poetry and wine, I have no intention of doing so." Han Sanqian shook his head.
He had never participated in a literary fight, and he had no choice but to fight in a martial arts fight. He had no interest in being the best in poetry and wine.
"Whether it's intentional or not, Young Master always wins the competition. In this case, according to the regulations, these things are yours." A voice from inside the bead curtain said softly.
"I don't need these things." Han Sanqian shook his head.
How can you collect valuable things at will?
"You don't need it, but maybe my daughter does, so please accept it."
"Oh, I said Han San... Pangolin, are you stupid?" The pangolin walked up in a few steps, then looked at Han Sanqian depressedly and said, "You can give me something for free, why don't you want it?"
Free gift?
Han Sanqian ignored this guy, but frowned and said in confusion: "Girl, what do you mean by this? I don't need it, but you may need it?"
These words sounded strange to Han Sanqian, and it seemed that there was something in them.
"Oh, I'm talking about country bumpkin... No, uncle, please don't pretend to be confused because you understand. You have already taken the flower of poetry and wine. Don't you know what you are doing?" Someone said depressedly.
Han Sanqian looked around and was really puzzled: "I really don't know."
"Haha, in one sentence, marry a beautiful woman and become a rich man."
"These eight pots of rare treasures are nothing but dowries!"
