My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 103: Chapter 103

"Two hundred and one!" Zhang Rongfang's voice was not loud, but it caused people around to look here.

"Two hundred and one, does anyone raise the price?" The girl in the green skirt pointed to Zhang Rongfang.

"Two hundred and two." Immediately another man said.

"Two hundred and five!" Zhang Rongfang slapped the table and said in a deep voice. He intends to add more at one go, so that others will not dare to increase the price.

It's a pity that he underestimated the financial resources of the rest.

"Two hundred and eight." Another blue-clothed boy held a folding fan with an iron handle in his hand, and glanced at this side lightly, calmly.

Zhang Rongfang's eyes didn't move, he didn't want to raise the price as if he had calculated that this thing wasn't worth so much money.

"Two hundred and eighty, does anyone want to increase the price? Once at two hundred and eighty, twice at two hundred and eighty." The girl in the green skirt said loudly.

"Three hundred." Another male voice came again.

This time, no one added it.

Everyone is not very interested in such a fragmented statue that can be encountered from time to time.

Except for some collectors with special interests, three hundred taels is already much higher than the market price for this fragment.

Zhang Rongfang had no choice but to watch the object being sent away.

Next, several old books were auctioned, mixed with some novelties.

After that, the auction house will be temporarily closed.

The maids brought snacks, kumiss, red wine and white wine.

The staple food is fried rice with diced meat and vegetables, a large plate of chicken, fried vegetables, and astragalus oxtail soup.

The snacks are apples, bananas and pears, cut into pieces of dragon fruit, mixed with honey and a little bit of butter.

"It actually has butter powder!"

With Zhang Rongfang's keen five senses nearby, he vaguely heard many people whispering in surprise.

He guessed butter was expensive here.

This kind of Western-style oil, which was very common in the previous life, is obviously a luxury item in Daling at this time.

After stirring evenly, he had a meal of delicious food with a unique flavor, and he felt a little more relieved that he didn't grab the fragments just now.

Next, it was the second round of activities in the afternoon.

Not an auction, but a free exchange of books.

The so-called free exchange actually means that some noble sons and noble daughters are not short of money, they only exchange things, so this link is mainly for this kind of transactions.

Zhang Rongfang had nothing to change, so he could only sit on the seat and drink milk to rest.

During the period, he also saw a few pieces of similar parts, which were exchanged.

Unfortunately, he has nothing.

The woman in the dark green long dress beside her also got up and went to exchange with others. What surprised Zhang Rongfang was that what she exchanged was actually the copybook she had written before.

And there are actually people who actually sell it.

This left Zhang Rongfang speechless.

The man on the left is obediently guarding his stacks of old books, waiting for someone to come and exchange them.

After the exchange, the evening is free at leisure.

In fact, during the day, men and women who are attracted to each other are free to form teams and go out to play.

Zhang Rongfang and Li Huoyun went home.

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Inside the carriage, the two looked at each other in silence.

Li Huoyun originally had an appointment with his sister, but seeing that his elder brother was alone, he had no choice but to reluctantly leave and come to help Zhang Rongfang with advice.

"Brother, tomorrow, you must take the initiative."

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"Brother, you need to get up and walk around! Don't just stay in the seat alone. In this kind of situation, if you don't take the initiative, why do you want other girls to come to you?" Li Huoyun hated iron.

"It's okay, the fate has arrived, and everything will happen naturally." Zhang Rong looked calm.

"." Li Huoyun was helpless. I don't know what to say.

the second day.

Still the same, the auction started at the beginning.

This time, he encountered two fragments that were suspected to be the composition of the statue of the gate god. Zhang Rongfang made another move, but unfortunately he didn't get any of them.

Every time he was shot and suppressed by the blue-clothed iron fan.

And the blue-clothed iron fan boy was overwhelmed by another strange man and forcibly snatched away.

In the end, for the whole day, Zhang Rongfang and Mr. Iron Fan had nothing to gain.

third day. fourth day.

One part of the statue of the gate god appeared, and the other five other parts appeared.

Zhang Rongfang was already numb.

Sure enough, this thing was as he had guessed at first, and there were quite a few of them.

It's a pity that with his two hundred and fifty taels of silver, he can really only buy the cheapest and cheapest things in this place.

Although he, Zhang Rongfang, was sitting where he was, his face was motionless, his expression was natural, as if he was taking a nap.

But in fact, he still feels regretful and painful when he sees all the parts being taken into other people's hands.

Finally, it was the fifth day, the last day.

Early in the morning, it was not an auction, but a grand Le Lou singing and dancing.

Dressed in tulle, the graceful dancers performed dances, dramas and music on the newly built wooden stage.

We had lunch at noon, and the afternoon was the last exchange meeting.

Infield.

The girl in the green skirt held up an off-white metal part that looked like a long dagger.

"Four hundred taels for the first time."

"Four hundred taels for the second time."

"Four hundred taels for the third time? Deal!!"

Zhang Rongfang looked at this part with regret, this is another part that can make the property bar react.

Unfortunately, he has no money.

To be precise, some black money was stolen and cannot be used in a fair and bright manner.

The clean money is only two hundred and fifty.

Things were quickly sent to the upper right side, in front of a closed single room.

He was picked up by a strong guard, checked and sent to a single room.

In the private room, a huge and obese woman is gently taking the long dagger with the length of her forearm and placing it in the corner of the single room.

In that corner, nearly ten such parts had been placed at this time.

They were all auctioned off by her these days.

The woman's face was sad, and she was holding a braised chicken leg in the other hand, hesitating, wanting to eat it, but she didn't dare.

"Miss Wanyanlu."

Suddenly, a clear female voice came from outside the single room.

"After the auction is over, it will be the last exchange."

Wanyan Lu was startled, and gritted his teeth.

This last exchange link is when the pairing is confirmed.

People of the opposite sex who are interested, if they invite others in this last exchange, or are invited.

Then you can basically be sure that you are willing to slowly develop a relationship with the other party.

Wanyan Lu was silent for a while. In fact, before she came, she was persuaded by the best friends of Miss Qianjin.

It is said that they and Sun Chaoyue and others are not in the same circle at all, so what's the point of squeezing in here?

Of course she knew this was the reason, but...

Wanyan Lu looked at the parts in the corner. I made a silent decision in my heart.

"I will also participate." She said in a deep voice.

Outside the private room, the female voice seemed surprised, but then she respectfully responded and left.

Soon, the news came back to Sun Chaoyue.

"Huh? Wanyan Road is still on?" Several young ladies in the book club were surprised.

"She doesn't think that people will take a fancy to her in this kind of party, does she?" a woman with almond eyes with a high nose bridge said bitterly.

Her name is Penoylan, and she is also a noble daughter in the circle of Tan Yang and Sun Chaoyue, and her level is slightly weaker than that of Sun Chaoyue and Zhong Yuran.

His father was another acquaintance of Tan Yang. It is equivalent to the fourth in command of the entire Tan Yang. But she has no potential of her own, she just relies on her family. So it can't compare to Zhong Yuran.

"People always have hope." Sun Chaoyue said gently. "Since she doesn't want to leave, feel free."

"That's right, if it's the outfield, maybe someone is willing to follow her, but who cares in the infield." One person chuckled.

Sun Chaoyue smiled.

"She's willing to humiliate herself, so that's up to her. Well, let's not talk about this. Let's prepare for the last match. Let's send out the exchange documents."

"Yes." Xiaoyu and the two stewardesses who were in charge of management at the side responded at the same time.

"The choice is mutual. Put your documents in front of the other party, and if the other party is willing, you can leave together. If you don't want to, you can throw your own documents to another favorite person."

Sun Chaoyue repeated the rules.

This is the rule, it is up to her to decide, and then let the servants pass it on.

Not long after, people in both the inner and outer courts received this rule.

The men and women sitting in the front row soon received different documents.

Wanyan Lu sat in the private room, opened the beaded curtain of the private room, revealing her fat body that almost filled the cabin.

She tensed her face, trying not to look at the strange gazes cast from her surroundings.

Even if the women around are the ugliest one, compared to her, they still look petite and cute.

People from ordinary family backgrounds only glanced at her briefly, and did not dare to make more comments, for fear of being caught by her.

A small group of people at the top don't care.

A few mocking eyes stayed on her for a while, and they joked with each other unabashedly. Seems to be laughing at her.

Wanyan Lu was silent, she hadn't encountered such a situation for a long time.

Since she was a child, she has been avoiding showing up on such many occasions.

What I am afraid of is this moment.

The gazes were like piercing knives, piercing her heart to the extreme.

"Miss, how about we go back?"

The maid on the side couldn't help but whispered.

"I've lost ten catties." Wanyan Lu said seriously.

There was silence for a while.

Unfortunately, as time went by, no paperwork was placed in front of her.

Wanyan Lu didn't change his face, but he lowered his head to read the information sheet that was handed out.

Just when everyone around her thought she had given up.

After all, she picked up the pen and wrote a short paragraph on the paperwork, then folded it and hid it away.

"Put my documents on desk 172." Wanyan Lu said. She looked at a name.

Impressively written there, Zhang Ying, two large characters.

Feeling the dazzling sights around her, she gritted her teeth and lowered her head.

Compared with the surrounding women, this overweight body looks like a pile of ugly rotten flesh.

She came this time, in fact, for Zhang Ying.

Before Zhang Ying wanted to buy something, but was overwhelmed by others, she made a decisive move and let the servants buy them all.

Now, if Zhang Ying agrees to her invitation and gives her face, all the antique parts she asked her subordinates to buy will be given to him.

If you just don't want to invite even once, then in the future.

Wanyan Lu recalled Zhang Ying's flat and equal eyes back then, and finally a glimmer of hope rose in his complicated heart.

The maid on the side sighed inwardly.

I had no choice but to step forward, pick up the paperwork, and walk out.