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After the proprietress finished announcing, a young and beautiful waiter brought three jars of Wangyou wine and placed them on the big wooden table in the center of the stage.

The monsters were a little disappointed when they didn't get any benefits. But it’s not good to be fussy and appear too stingy.

But this anger was spread on me and the white-haired monster, and they all cast unkind glances at us.

The white-haired monster hugged the wine jar tightly.

I pretended not to see it.

"Three jars of Wangyou wine, priced at 10,000 yuan."

The landlady looked at the lobby with a smile, loudly quoted the price, and the fan in her hand turned into a small golden hammer.

I have no idea about the price right now, but looking at the performance of the monsters around me, I still feel that the price of Wangyou Wine is not low.

"Just in case!"

Immediately, some monsters raised their hands, no, raised their furry claws.

"twelve thousand!"

"Fifteen thousand!"

Immediately afterwards there was a monster bidding increase.

"Eighteen thousand!"

"Twenty thousand!"

"Twenty-three thousand!"

"Twenty-five thousand!"

I paid special attention. The monsters raising their hands towards Wangyou Wine should all be spirits transformed from animals, not evil spirits like ghosts.

It seems that this wine is only effective on physical monsters, not ghosts.

The bidding was enthusiastic, but when one monster sold for 30,000, other monsters became cautious and began to think about whether it was a good deal.

For a while, no monster raised the price again.

A monster with a sharp nose shook his black robe proudly and stood up, as if he felt that Wangyou Wine was the one that belonged to him.

The lady boss smiled and held the little golden hammer, not in a hurry to finalize.

There is also an hourglass on the big wooden table. The golden sand has not drained out completely, and there is still a little bit left.

I estimated in my mind that there was about ten seconds left.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven" a beautiful waiter started counting down.

The pointy-nosed monster is proud and determined to win.

But just when everyone thought the deal was certain to be completed, something changed.

When the waiter counted down to 3, another monster slowly raised his hand.

"fifty thousand!"

The sound was not loud, but it shocked the whole audience.

The monsters all turned their heads to look, and I was no exception.

I saw two slender monsters sitting at the upper wine table in the lobby.

One big and one small.

The one with the smaller hand raised is wrong.

What it raises is not a hand!

Instead, it was a gray snake's tail rising from under the black robe.

The other, larger, slender monster was covered in black robes, with only a small tail of black scales exposed under the table.

"It turns out to be Mr. Hei Liu, no wonder."

"If Mr. Hei Liu takes action, this old Huang Tie will definitely be out of luck."

The other monsters showed astonished expressions.

The sharp-nosed monster looked embarrassed, but didn't say anything. He lowered his head and sat down silently.

When the gray snake's tail was raised, the proprietress turned the hourglass over. Until all the sand inside leaked out, no monster increased the price.

There was a crisp sound.

The little golden hammer hit the wooden table.

"Three jars of Wangyou Wine, 50,000 yuan sold! Congratulations to Mr. Hei Liu!" The proprietress smiled like a flower and nodded charmingly towards Mr. Liu's table.

The monster revered as Master Heiliu was obviously not the smaller gray snake, but the large black snake.

Gray Snake is obviously its little brother.

Three beautiful waiters each held a jar of Wangyou wine and delivered it to Black Snake Master Liu's table.

Master Heiliu nodded slightly to Gray Snake, who rolled up a piece of yellow paper with his tail and handed it to one of the waiters.

The waiter thanked him and gave the yellow paper to the proprietress.

The landlady took out a hairpin like a dead branch from her bun, and lightly scratched it on the yellow paper.

"Happy transaction! Congratulations again to Mr. Hei Liu, the three jars of Wangyou Wine are yours!"

The landlady put the hairpin back into her bun, handed the yellow paper to the waiter, then clapped her hands and congratulated her loudly.

The other monsters clapped along.

The waiter respectfully returned the yellow paper.

Gray Snake put away the yellow paper, and under Master Hei Liu's instructions, he raised his neck high and said loudly: "Master Liu said that the Wangyou Wine should be distributed to all the friends present!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd was shocked and in an uproar.

"The Wanbao Conference only happens once in a hundred years. It is fate to be able to gather with you all at the Hunlai Inn! Having fun alone is not as good as having fun together, so Mr. Liu invites everyone to drink this wine!"

There was thunderous applause. Unexpectedly, Master Heiliu was so heroic, and the monsters were pleasantly surprised.

"Master Heiliu is really generous!"

"Thank you Mr. Hei Liu. The most precious treasure in this year's Wanbao Fair must be Mr. Hei Liu!"

"Master Heiliu is mighty!"

The atmosphere was unprecedentedly warm, and this Wanbao Conference was off to a good start.

The landlady was very happy and asked the waiter to pour wine for everyone.

There are too many monks and too little porridge.

The three jars of wine were spread out evenly, and each monster only got one bowl.

But also very satisfied.

The inn was full of wine and laughter.

The monsters all picked up their wine bowls and toasted to Master Heiliu.

Master Heiliu responded in a low-key manner, acting like a big boss.

But not every monster is so happy. Hei Liuye has received both rain and dew, but the only thing missing is the white-haired monster.

When the waiter came to our table, he only poured me a bowl of wine. Not only did he ignore the white-haired monster, but he also hurried past it.

It seems that he hates and dislikes him very much and is afraid of avoiding him.

I've discovered this before.

None of the monsters talked to the white-haired monster, and the eyes they looked at it were full of contempt, disdain, and even disgust.

The only monster who talked to me in the Hunlai Inn was also the most unpopular monster.

But the white-haired monster was obviously used to it and didn't care about other people's attitudes. At this moment, a pair of black eyes stared straight at my bowl of wine.

It got the whole jar of Wangyou wine, but it still covets my small bowl.

I don’t know if the wine is too good or if it’s just too greedy.

This time, I was not as generous as before. I neither showed my intention to give it to it nor made any move to drink it.

The white-haired monster could only watch helplessly, licking his lips anxiously, unwilling to drink the remaining half of the jar of wine in his hand.

I hung it on purpose, maybe I can get some useful information out of it.

Wangcai and Fuguier were not interested in the auction. After squatting on the table and watching for a while, they shrank under the table, lay down at my feet and dozed off.

Strangely enough, they were considered to be physical animal spirits, but they showed no interest in Wangyou Wine.

It made me even more sure that I was right in not taking advantage of this jar of wine.

The scene was ignited by Mr. Hei Liu's boldness.

The proprietress struck while the iron was hot and moved on to the next auction.

The waiters, who looked like butterflies, kept flying between the wine tables, giving each monster a bamboo stick.

This time I didn’t miss the white-haired monster.

After the waiter threw the bamboo stick to it, he ran away quickly.

The signature was engraved with strange symbols that I couldn't understand.

But this is not important. What I care about most is what my moral value is.

"All the guest officers have received their license plates, Yun Niang will draw lots for everyone!"

The proprietress took out a bamboo tube like a magic trick. The bamboo tube was filled with bamboo sticks, and she shook it loudly in her hand.

I looked down at the yellow paper in my hand, and a few words seemed to flash by.