Although he said that Zuo Feng's auction items would be rejected by the other party, Wulan didn't really think so in his heart.
After all, this was not the first time she had heard of the name of the young man in front of her, Zuo Feng. Needless to say, the things about the Acropolis, the news from the Xuanwu Empire alone told her that this young man was anything but simple.
Especially when it comes to refining medicine, Wu Lan believes that even if this kid can't come up with any amazing items, he should have no problem participating in the auction. Even if there is really something missing, looking at the crazy intentions of the previous city lord,
He should also be able to help secretly.
But as soon as the old man's words came out, Ulan was stunned for an instant. He stared at the table in front of the old man in disbelief. When he saw the three items on the table clearly, Ulan's expression suddenly changed.
It looks ugly.
On the table were a white oval stone, a dry and inconspicuous piece of grass, and ordinary paper bags that could be seen in any drug store.
Especially when he saw the last package of the medicine, which was the cheapest and the worst quality in the pharmacy, Wulan almost raised his hand and slapped Zuo Feng hard on the back of the head.
'If you don't have anything to show off, even if you don't want to tell the Lord of Likuang City, you can tell me. At least you don't have to fool me with something like this. Even if you are not here to participate in the auction of all nations, you can just change it to any ordinary
At the auction, who can accept this pile of junk from you?'
From Wulan's eyes, Zuo Feng could roughly read what the other party was thinking at this time, and a wry smile could not help but appear on his face.
The old man lowered his head and was recording something. It seemed that he didn't intend to pay attention to Zuo Feng anymore and was already busy on his own. But after waiting for a while, his peripheral vision suddenly discovered that the three unsightly "junk" items,
Still lying quietly on the table in front of him, his heart suddenly became angry.
"I tell you to take your things and get out of here. I don't have time to waste time here with you." As the old man spoke, he turned his hand and picked up the ink-filled brush, and swiped at the things on the table.
Go, it looks like you want to knock the items out directly. In the eyes of the old man, these are not even as good as garbage.
After seeing the old man's actions, Zuo Feng's eyes narrowed and he grabbed the old man's wrist fiercely. The old man obviously didn't expect that this young man who looked gentle and weak would dare to grab his hand.
The old man also has the strength of the middle stage of receiving Qi. How could he put such a young man in his eyes? He let out a deep "hum" and his luck shook out. According to his idea, he would not be able to kill Zuo Feng right now.
If it is thrown directly, its bones will surely fall apart.
But what surprised the old man was that when he shook, not only did Zuofeng Wensi not move, but he felt a sharp pain in his wrist.
His brows suddenly furrowed, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at Zuo Feng coldly and said: "The boy is indeed very strong, and his courage is worthy of admiration, but unfortunately he is a short-lived prime minister. He dares to come to the Wanguo Auction House to cause trouble. Don't you know this?"
Will it implicate your family?"
"Uh, are you crazy? Do you know where this place is? Why don't you let go quickly?" Ulan's heart tightened, and he turned to Zuo Feng and warned Zuo Feng urgently.
Zuo Feng smiled slightly and said: "I'm sorry, but my auction item is too precious. If it is damaged, I wonder what price the old gentleman will pay for compensation?"
The old man withdrew his hand and gently rubbed his wrist. He secretly sighed that the young man was too amazing. At the same time, he glanced at the lots in front of him again and said in a disdainful tone: "These are the things.
Old man, I don't mind giving you a silver cake and disappearing from my eyes with the thing."
While speaking, the old man took out a silver cake from his arms and threw it directly on the table in front of him. The old man looked extremely rude, but he was not a bad person. With the strength of Wanguo Auction House, there was no direct way to do it at this time.
Making people use force shows that they are still reasonable, but he treats Zuo Feng as a beggar.
A glimpse of one spot tells the whole story. Just from the old man, Zuo Feng already had a rough idea of the Wan Guo Auction House. After looking at his three items and then at the angry old man, Zuo Feng felt that
I felt like I couldn't laugh or cry.
'Could this be the legendary "highbrow"? In order to make a big splash, I ended up bringing out something. Not only did Wu Lan not see anything special about it, but even the old man in charge of receiving the items didn't know its value at all. And he was one of them.
He didn't understand any of it.'
Zuo Feng felt a little regretful about the few items he chose for himself for the first time, but now that he had taken them out, he couldn't think of a more suitable item to replace temporarily. It wasn't that there were too few items, but that all kinds of items were eligible for auction.
There are so many good things.
However, most of the things left by Zuo Feng would still be of use, and he would be reluctant to put them up for auction now. There are also some precious items that might bring trouble to him if they are taken out.
Just when he was about to explain, the old man looked at the sky impatiently, and then said: "It's noon, old man, I don't have time to waste time with you here. If you don't like the money, old man, I won't give it up."
I gave it to you."
As he spoke, the old man reached out and put the silver cake on the table into his arms again, then shook his clothes and stood up, planning to leave.
"Old sir, I'm not someone who makes trouble out of nothing, and I won't come to the World Auction to make trouble. As you just said, if I come to make trouble, I won't lose a few lives. I really want to participate in the auction.
meeting."
Seeing the old man getting up and walking back, Zuo Feng hurriedly spoke. His words were so sincere that the old man who was about to leave couldn't help but stop.
Turning to look at Zuo Feng, the old man frowned and said, "Rules are rules, and our Wanguo Auction House has never broken any rules since its establishment."
At this point, the old man raised his hand and pointed in the air, and continued: "It's past noon now, even if you come up with something good, we won't accept it. But we will hold it once a year, so... next year
Come again."
After the old man finished speaking, he still planned to leave, but Zuo Feng hurriedly said: "Old sir, please stay. I have no intention of replacing the items. These are really priceless treasures and they are going to be taken out for auction."
"That's enough, you are really an old man and I'm not angry at you. If you were younger, you would have been thrown on the street with broken bones and tendons. If you dare to talk nonsense here again, I won't be polite."
Zuo Feng knew that if he really backed down at this time, he would never have the chance to participate in the World Auction.
"I mean no offense, but a world-class auction house needs at least one person who knows the goods. You said these are 'junk', but I can guarantee that in your auction house,
You will never come out with exactly the same items.”
"Boy, are you trying to be clever with me? Of course our Chamber of Commerce can't come up with such junk, because..."
"Mr. Wu, have you finished sorting out the accounts? In two hours, guests will arrive one after another. Before that, the auction items must be compared again."
Before the old man finished speaking, a deep voice slowly sounded out. The moment he spoke, Zuo Feng's heart couldn't help but tighten slightly.
‘It turned out to be a strong man in the Concentration Stage. I didn’t expect there to be such a strong man in the outer city of the Acropolis. No wonder both Li Kuang and Lin Zhi said that this Auction House of All Nations is not simple, and it really has its foundation.’
"Mr. Wei, here is a arrogant boy who insists on using a bunch of junk to participate in the auction. I refused to listen to you no matter how hard I tried to persuade you. Instead, it almost delayed the big event. I will beat this boy out right now."
Hearing the voice coming from inside, the old man immediately became respectful, but while speaking, he did not forget to give Zuo Feng a fierce look.
Zuo Feng could see that the old man was not a bad person. He deliberately said those words to scare himself. In fact, he was giving himself a chance. If he ran away immediately, the other party would probably not pursue him again.
However, Zuo Feng stood there with no intention of escaping. The old man was itching his teeth with hatred, but he did not say anything more. Because the corner door at the end of the room had been slowly pushed open, and a man appeared.
A thin middle-aged man wearing a brocade gown walked out of the door in a leisurely manner.
The person in front of him was the "Mr. Wei" mentioned by the old man before, and he was also a strong man who Zuo Feng sensed had reached the concentration stage.
The moment the strong man appeared, Zuo Feng hurriedly changed his breath. Part of his own cultivation was stored in his body, and he also released part of it before the opponent's telepathy quietly arrived.
In this way, in the opponent's perception, Zuo Feng's cultivation level is roughly between the third and fourth levels of the concentration stage. His telepathy quickly traveled around in a circle and then was withdrawn. If Zuo Feng had not also possessed telepathy, he would have been defeated at this moment.
The other party saw the depth.
"I heard that little brother came to my Wanguo Auction House to cause trouble?" The man's voice was soft and soft when he spoke, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, but Zuo Feng could faintly feel a chilling atmosphere from it.
"I don't dare. I want to participate in the auction, so I have prepared the auction items and plan to qualify for the auction."
The folding fan in Zuo Feng's hand unfolded again, and while he was shaking it slightly, his eyes were fixed on the man in front of him. The man looked at Zuo Feng deeply, but he couldn't help but feel a little surprised on his expression.
"Mr. Wu, is that true?" The man looked at Zuo Feng and asked casually.
The old man hurriedly took a step aside to clear the way for the man. At the same time, he bowed and saluted and replied: "This guy did send three items for auction, but... they are all low-grade and inferior goods."
If one goes by the old man's judgment of Zuo Feng's taking out the auction item, these words are quite polite.
"I am the head of Wanguo Auction House. You can call me Mr. Wei Chen or Mr. Wei. Little brother, answer me a question first. Do you know what the consequences will be if you come to my Wanguo Auction House to cause trouble?"
By the end of the man's words, his face had turned gloomy, and the temperature around him had instantly dropped.
Zuo Feng, on the other hand, held his fists and saluted without changing his expression, and said, "In reply to Mr. Wei, I am here to participate in the auction, not to cause trouble."
"good"
With a deep shout, the middle-aged man named Wei Chen had already arrived at the table, and his eyes fell on the three lots that Zuo Feng took out.