Chapter 700

The ancient people's New Year celebrations, especially those of dignitaries like the Ye Sang family, probably involved constant banquets and visits.

The original owner's mother told Ye Sang that she was going to take her to the palace banquet in three days.

Ye Sang thought for a moment and knew that this palace banquet was a good opportunity to make a name for himself.

The original owner's first task is fine as long as she doesn't do anything quietly. As for the talented woman, of course, she must be in a crowded place to gain her reputation.

But before the palace banquet, there is a good opportunity to give her a bottom line.

"Sangsang, have you cleaned up yet?" Jing Mo pushed the door in and asked with a breath of air.

Ye Sang nodded: "Alright, let's go."

A few days ago, Jingmo told her that there would be an auction tonight at the largest restaurant in the capital.

And the uniqueness of this auction is not that you can buy things with more money and a higher price, but that you need to answer the questions correctly and then select the highest bidder among those who answered the questions correctly.

This auction will only be held once a year, but there are not many things that can be auctioned every year.

Ye Sang went to save money to see the fame and excitement.

Jingmo had already reserved a private room in the restaurant, and when Ye Sang and Jingmo arrived, the auction had just begun.

Jing Mo looked at the people below who didn't have a private room and slightly curled his lips: "Sangsang, do you want to thank me for having the foresight to book today's room three months ago?"

Ye Sang gave him a blank look and didn't speak. After so many months, the way she gets along with Jing Mo is almost back to the way it was before, and she doesn't feel any pressure.

Her eyes also glanced below, where the first item being auctioned was an extinct calligraphy and painting.

The problem is not relatively simple because it is the first product, but it is a difficult couplet.

The title is: Nantongzhou, Beitongzhou, North-South Tongzhou Connecting North-South

As soon as this question came up, the whole audience was in an uproar and caused a commotion.

"No, it's that difficult to come up."

"It's probably out of the question this year."

But most of these complaints are only from the people below. This auction is the most representative and famous in the capital, so every so often a slightly deep male voice comes out from the box next door: "Spring Reading, Autumn Reading Spring and Autumn Reading Reading Spring and Autumn .”

"Okay! Who is this box?"

"I just saw that the Eighth Prince went in."

"No wonder! The Eighth Prince is really proficient in everything from literary to martial arts!"

The host smiled and said: "Please bid for box number eight."

"300 taels." Because there is no low price in this auction, the bid depends on who can answer it.

And 300 taels is not too much for this calligraphy and painting.

"Eighth Prince, this is a good start. I guess this year will be another good show. I can see that the people who come this year are all those above."

Everyone also nodded in agreement, agreeing with this point of view.

While everyone was discussing, there was a clear voice like an empty valley in the No. [-] box, which made people's ears bright: "East pawnshop, west pawnshop, east and west pawnshop, three hundred and one taels." (Baidu)

"This... well, this is comparable to the Eighth Prince's one just now! Which family's daughter is this?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before. I think it looks like a man and a woman inside, but the girl's asking price is three hundred and one taels. This..."

In the No. [-] box, the Eighth Prince frowned. It's not that he can't continue to talk, but it's a bit out of style to refuse to let go because of this calligraphy and painting, but this girl...

(End of this chapter)

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