Chapter 117: The Auction (3)

  Wu Yeyu listened to Wen Yuanxiang's words and also raised his head with interest, really wanting to take a good look at the slave who had been blown up by Wen Guanshi, wondering if he was as excellent as that.

  On the other side, Wu Zongyue also adjusted his spirit and was full of interest, obviously intending to buy several slaves. The corner of his mouth even curved up with a sly smile (in Wu Yeru's eyes...), as if he felt the gaze from his son, turned his head and gave Wu Yeru a knowing look, making Wu Yeru roll her eyes wildly.

  "What's this? You little scoundrel, you're allowed to buy so many slaves for yourself, but your old man isn't even permitted to buy a few? Is there such injustice in the world?" Wu Zongyue spoke up with some discontent.

  But Wu Yeyu didn't even bother to respond, let out a big yawn, and continued to gaze at the platform below with tears in her eyes. The little Peach and Jelina in her arms were shaking with suppressed laughter, and it took them a while to recover.

  The slave auction below has also begun, the first few maids are all beautiful and the guards are relatively fine, under the efforts of Wen's description, they have been auctioned off at a good price. The several wealthy businessmen in the field even competed with each other for the beauty guards, and it was lively to the extreme for a while.

  But in Wu Yeyu's opinion, it was just that simple. Those guards were just ordinary goods, and the maids were beautiful but lacked something attractive, or rather, they didn't have a spark. Wu Zongyue naturally looked down on these goods as well, and at one point he even lost interest and leaned back in his chair, not even thinking about bidding anymore.

  "Next, this slave is actually a master tailor. However, due to the war in the country and being framed by others as a woman, she was sold into slavery in our great Xia. Alas, Wen Mou won't say more nonsense. Everyone take a look for yourselves." After Wen Mou finished speaking, he lifted the black veil covering the figure in front of him, revealing her appearance to everyone present.

  Wu Zongyue, who had originally lost interest, suddenly lit up in front of him after seeing the girl, and obviously had the impulse to buy her.

  How to describe it, this girl doesn't look like a stunning beauty, at most she is on the same level as those servant girls who were auctioned off earlier, and may even be slightly worse. Her age definitely does not exceed twenty years old. However, her figure is plump and curvy, her body proportionate, and her appearance is very pleasing to the eye, the kind that can be appreciated in detail. Standing there, she exudes a unique charm, in short, it's the type of person who looks very pleasant to the eyes. However, due to the uncertainty of the future, this girl's face appears somewhat pale, and her eyes reveal a hint of unease and sadness. Her black hair has been tidied up, but still looks slightly disheveled.

  In terms of qualifications, Wu Yeyu took a look and saw that she was around 70 years old. This woman seemed to have practiced before and was currently in the initial swordsmanship realm, which wasn't bad.

  "This young woman is of good character and has excellent skills, and she's still a virgin. It's just unfortunate that she was born at the wrong time, during a period of national turmoil. What a pity! However, now that she's in our Great Xia, her future should be more stable." The manager paused for a moment before continuing.

  "The person is already standing here, and I'm sure you've all seen how it is. This girl's base price is 50,000 taels of silver, so please bid now."

  "One hundred thousand!"

  "1.5 million!"

  "Three hundred thousand!"

  "Three million five hundred thousand!"

  "Four hundred thousand!"

  ……

  The auction hall was filled with the sound of continuous bidding, and this time there were obviously more people bidding. It seems that everyone's eyes are also very discerning, knowing what kind of person is worth what price. The beautiful maidens from before would at most be worth 10,000 taels of silver, after all, even the better-looking female slaves on the market are only a few thousand taels each. Now, even if it's an auction, the price won't be too outrageous.

  This time, the competition among the crowd was very fierce. As soon as the previous family finished bidding, the next person would immediately follow up. In fact, it has been proven that a woman who masters a skill and has a good temperament is absolutely worth more than a beauty who only relies on her looks...

  Listening to the constant bidding voices below, Wu Yuer was somewhat surprised to look at Wu Zongyue and found that this guy was still calmly drinking tea with his eyes closed. He couldn't help but ask: "What's going on? With such a beauty in front of you, how can you bear it? Are you not interested in that woman?"

  At this time, the woman standing on the stage listened to the continuous bidding voices from below, a sour and bitter feeling surged up in her heart, tears had already flowed out of her eyes, making people who saw it feel unbearable. The crowd present seemed to have some feelings as well, indirectly stimulating a new round of competition to begin.

  Wu Zongyue listened to his son's words and turned around to look at him, saying: "You little scoundrel also knows that this is a fine woman. Do you think a fine woman can be bought for just this much silver? The bidding has not even started yet, so of course I, your father, cannot make an offer too early, or else wouldn't it seem like our family's status is low?"

  Wu Yeye rolled her eyes and thought to herself that this guy was shameless, but she didn't say anything else.

  "Nine hundred thousand!"

  "Nine hundred and fifty thousand!"

  "One million five hundred thousand." At this time, the person in room No. 4 seemed to have lost patience and shouted out a price, directly raising the price by one level, also a man, whose voice was already middle-aged.

  "Two hundred thousand. I've taken a liking to this girl, and I'd like to buy her back as a concubine. Would you all be willing to give me some face?" said the young man from room three.

  "I've also taken a liking to it, little brother. Can you also give me some face and sell it to me for 25 million?" said a man in room No. 9, his tone very calm.

  "Three million, dignity is something you fight for yourself, and women are also something you fight for yourself. Relying on others to yield doesn't count as a skill." The man with the sharp voice in room five said.

  "Three hundred and ten thousand!" The young man in room three shouted out a price.

  The price has risen to this point and it's already at its limit. The young people in the room obviously know that, so they consciously slowed down the pace.

  "What did you say?! I, the young master, have only had a sore throat for the past two days, and you little brat dare to call me that! You've got guts! Don't leave after the auction is over! 32 million!" The man in room five shouted sharply, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

  "Who made you come back after not being cured?! Your voice is so shrill, can you still blame others? 35 million!" The young man No. 3 retorted.

  Just as everyone thought it was time for the two princes to argue with each other, Wu Zongyue calmly spoke up: "40 million." His voice was steady and magnetic, but after finishing speaking, Wu Zongyue raised an eyebrow at Wu Yeru, indicating that he should watch him perform.

  The two men paused briefly before the third young man shouted again: "42 million."

  "Five million." This was what Wu Zongyue yelled out.

  "Five hundred and ten thousand." The young man No. 3 hesitated for a moment before shouting out.

  "Six million." Wu Zongyue's straightforward bid, caused Wu Yeyu to mutter under his breath, thinking that the old man was quite generous with his spending...

  The price was already very high, and the auctioneer on stage saw that no one had bid for a while, so he started calling out: "Is there anyone else who wants to bid?"

  Most people in the venue secretly despise him, thinking that spending 6 million to buy a beauty, no matter how pleasing to the eye, is not worth it in their opinion, and at most, they just feel a little reluctant in their hearts.

  "Six million for the first time!"

  "Six million second time!"

  "Six million for the third time! Sold!" The auctioneer banged down his gavel and said.

  When the waiter came in to deliver the brandy, Wu Zongyue got up and took it over, following him out of the private room, apparently eager to go and get the person.

  Wu Yeyu saw this and pouted her mouth, saying: "Old rascal!"

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