The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

If you find a chance, you must pick up this old melon and eat a couple of bites.

Don't poke the needle, don't poke the needle in the auction!

In the venue, Lin Chenxiong also read out the next lot: "No. 19, which has not yet been auctioned! Susha Zen Clothes, the reserve price is two thousand gold, and each increase must not be less than one hundred gold!"

Zhao Hao smiled, this is Yunshangyulou's Susha Chanyi, no wonder Ning Wanli was so unscrupulous just now, it turned out that Yunshangyulou found another person to wear a vest, this "Jiwei" is probably a more exposed person ID card.

He immediately said, "Twenty-five hundred gold!"

It's all here, if you don't shoot anything, it will go against your dandy personality.

This plain gauze Chanyi is quite good, it is best to use it to coax your daughter-in-law.

And this thing is translucent, if there is no lining, it should be very high.

It's just that there are other people who are interested in this thing, and someone immediately asks for a price.

"Two thousand six hundred gold!"

"Two thousand seven hundred gold!"

"Twenty-eight hundred gold!"

"Three thousand gold! I just want to coax my daughter-in-law, why are you fighting with me? Don't let me know who you are, or I will kill you!"

Everyone: "..."

They once suspected that this "Jiashen" was the vest of "Jisi", and when they were upset, they "fucked their legs".

and many more!

Jisi is a big boss who can spend 23 gold, so his family must have good hands and eyes, and maybe he can really find out his true identity.

After figuring this out, the person who was bidding with Zhao Hao just now became cowardly: "I'm not going to shoot anymore, please say hello to my sister-in-law for me!"

Zhao Hao was also confused: "Hey? Are you so polite?"

He glanced at Jiang Zhiyu's literary star, and it seemed to be brighter.

Lin Chenxiong read out the next lot at the right time: "No. 20 pieces, Gengzi lot! The original poems of Zhao Hao, the base price is one thousand gold, and each increase must not be less than one hundred gold!"

Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment.

This woman, Jiang Zhiyu, why did she take pictures of my authentic works, what kind of brain circuit.

Not only was he stunned, but everyone else was also stunned.

then……

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

"There is something wrong with your head! Zhao Hao's original poems are worth a thousand gold? Selling Zhao Hao is not enough for a thousand gold."

"That's wrong! The last time Zhao Hao offered a reward of 15 gold for his head, no one dared to accept it."

"But it's too outrageous, isn't it?"

"It's enough to listen to Zhao Hao's poems and listen to the pictures. Is it crazy to sell the original works for money?"

"Zhao Hao's authentic work? Not even a dog!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Zhao Hao frowned, because the "hahahaha" was obviously sent by Jiang Zhiyu.

He didn't know why, when he secretly went on a date with Jiang Zhiyu these few days, this girl was always in a bad mood, and always took the opportunity to tease herself.

This wave seems to be for ridicule.

Ah... I didn't mess with you, why are you so revengeful?

If you laugh at the question, just laugh at it. The more you laugh, the brighter the stars. What do you mean, very happy?

For a while, Zhao Hao was a little depressed.

Someone suddenly asked: "You Linyu Pavilion can't mess around, it doesn't mean that you will strictly evaluate the auction items. Although Zhao Hao's poems are good, his calligraphy can only be said to be average. This can be priced at a thousand gold? You take it away Is it the government’s money?”

Lin Chenxiong was also a little helpless, shook his head and said: "Everyone will know after looking at it!"

After speaking, he waved his hand lightly, and the half book of poems on the table floated up, displaying the contents inside one by one.

"The green trees are thick and the summer is long, and the reflection of the terrace into the pond. The crystal curtain moves and the breeze blows, and the garden is full of roses."

Slowly someone began to react.

"Isn't this a poem written by Fang Yiru? How did it become the authentic work of Zhao Hao?"

"There are also sparse shadows and slanting water, clear and shallow water, dark fragrance floating in the moon and dusk..."

"Aren't these poems written by Zhao Hao?"

"At that time, many people were wondering where Fang Yiru bought the poems from. It turns out..."

"Good guy! Afraid that the enemy is too weak to fight well, why did you feed him meat?"

"Our Wenquxing in the Great Wilderness seems to be a bit cloudy."

"So this thing is really worth collecting. I will offer 1000 and [-] gold."

"I have fifteen hundred gold."

……

Jiang Zhiyu giggled happily after a price call, and finally ended up with a price of "three thousand gold".

Zhao Hao was speechless for a while. Anyway, Jiang Zheng already knew that these poems belonged to him, so it didn't matter if he exposed them or not.

But being tricked by Jiang Zhiyu, he still felt a little depressed.

I always feel that this girl has a problem with her mentality recently, and she often smells blood when entering the room.

Hey?