Red Alert: Calamity Era

Speaking of this, Chen Yan smiled slightly, and while walking, she looked at the owner beside her, and whispered in her mouth: "The last time I came to the virtual speech auction house, I found a lot of good things, and things will be dealt with later. Now, the owner can stroll around the auction house, maybe they can buy some good things."

nice one?

Speaking of good things, Li Meng thought for a while in his heart.

For Li Meng, to say what is most lacking today, I am afraid there is only money.

As for other things...

No need at all, because in addition to money, the First Legion has what it wants.

"talk later!"

Although Li Meng is completely uninterested in Chen Yan's good things, Li Meng will not refuse Chen Yan's hospitality.

In Kyoto, Li Meng will stay for a long time, and the auction house may be a good place to pass the time.

Seeing that the master didn't have much interest, Chen Yan didn't say much, and followed the master quietly.

As one of the best auction houses in Kyoto, the reception is perfect.

When the two of them stepped on a long staircase and passed through an open metal gate, they saw a welcoming hall in their eyes.

As soon as he stepped into the smooth floor of the hall, before his eyes could scan the hall, a young man in a gray uniform greeted him.

He is young, no more than thirty years old at most. Although his appearance is ordinary, he is very energetic, and he looks very tough.

In the hall, he came to the two of them.

His eyes swept across Chen Yan and Li Meng slightly, and when they met Chen Yan, the surprise in his eyes flashed by.

Just for a moment, he returned to normal.

With just a glance, he could see the distinction between Chen Yan and Li Meng.

With a slight expression, he looked at Li Meng and said formulaically, "Welcome to the Xuyu Auction House, is there anything I can help?"

"Consignment."

It was not Li Meng who answered, but Chen Yan on the side.

Hearing Chen Yan's answer, the young man at the reception glanced at the box in Chen Yan's hand, with a clear look.

He nodded lightly, and said: "Please come with me, consignment needs to appraise the items, and the virtual speech auction house has experienced appraisal masters, I believe you will not let the two down."

After speaking, the young receptionist turned around and led the way.

Following the receptionist, the two had time to spend a lot of time in the lobby.

The hall is very large, and at first glance, it looks very empty.

There are some scattered glass counters in the lobby, and some figures are watching in front of the glass counters.

In the middle of the lobby, there is a large screen, the screen is flashing, and it shows the list of auction items in a few days.

There were a lot of people gathered in front of the screen, and there were dozens of people in dense figures.

Led by the receptionist, the two left the hall, and after walking in a corridor for an unknown amount of time, they entered a fairly wide room.

This is the appraisal hall. Upon entering the room, Li Meng saw a gray-haired old man behind the counter.

He should be very old, he has reached the age of dying, his head is full of white hair, and he looks very old.

Although the old state is obvious, the old man's face is very tough. Although his face is full of wrinkles and his facial features are a little uncoordinated, he is very energetic, his eyes are piercing, and his body exudes a unique temperament.

In front of the counter, the young receptionist stopped, and he respectfully said to the old man behind the counter: "Old Chen! There are items that need to be identified. You always estimate the price, it is troublesome."

The young receptionist's words made the old man behind the counter raise his head.

The old man looked at the young receptionist in front of the counter, and then at Chen Yan and Li Meng behind him.

He spoke slightly and said with a hoarse voice: "Well, you don't understand the rules, let the guests come forward."

With a smile, the young receptionist quickly said: "Okay, Mr. Chen, wait a moment."

After speaking, the young receptionist quickly turned to Li Meng and said, “This is the expert appraisal master Chen Lao of our bank. He has decades of experience in appraising treasures. The guests’ items need to be appraised by Mr. Chen before they can give a reasonable price.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the young receptionist moved aside and gave up his position in front of the counter.

Of course Li Meng understood what to do next.

Taking a step forward, Li Meng sat down on the seat in front of the counter, while Chen Yan stood quietly beside Li Meng.

When Li Meng was seated, behind the counter, the old man's words sounded again.

"Do you want to sell on consignment or on sale? There are not many rules in our bank. Consignment is levied at 5%, and when the sale is made, full payment is based on the value of the item.

"Consignment!"

There is nothing to think about, only auctions can fully reflect the value of the Demon Statue.

The old man continued: "Please take out the item, I need to appraise its value."

Li Meng did not take out the thing immediately, but said calmly: "I naturally believe in the ability of your auction house. However, this thing of mine is not an ordinary thing, even if the old man can identify its value, I am afraid I dare not accept it."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the old man raised his brows and looked at Li Meng unexpectedly, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

The old face looked at Li Meng, then at Chen Yan beside him, then calmly withdrew his gaze.

In the two of them, the old man did not notice anything concerning.

One man and one woman, one master and one follower, this kind of master and servant trip, old people see more.

However, in the two of them, the old man did feel a very subtle feeling.

That kind of feeling is unclear, and the perennial ability to recognize people has made the elderly cheer up.

Although I don't know what the young man at the counter intends to sell on consignment, it must be nothing ordinary to be able to speak such words.

With a slight expression, the old man said hoarsely: "Since the opening of the Xuyu Auction House, there has never been an item that dare not be auctioned in the two hundred years. Since you have come here, you believe in our line. Why should you worry? too much."

The old man's words made Li Meng smile slightly, but he didn't say much.

Since the old gentleman said so, of course he would not continue to tangle.

Now that I have come to the Xuyu Auction House, there must be a charter.

Regardless of whether the goal can be achieved, the process is still needed.

Looking back, Li Meng said to Chen Yan next to him: "Yan'er! Take things out."

Chen Yan responded, stepped forward, and put the suitcase in her hand on the counter.

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