Starting Today, I’ll Work as a City Lord

Outside the gate of Zuixiao Building, many people have already been waiting, noble merchants are waiting, just because Liu Feng did not come, they are all waiting at the gate, not because they don’t want to force their way in, but because there is a group of soldiers holding hands at the gate. The shining Tang knife and the big shield guarded it.

"Tat Tat Tat..."

Liu Feng led Mina towards the gate of Zuixiao Tower, and all the noble merchants stepped aside, Liu Feng's momentum today is really compelling.

He is wearing a set of black aristocratic Hanfu today, and his long black hair is bound by a golden rope with knotted jade ornaments on it, which was custom-made by Liu Feng on the other side of the earth.

"Is Elisa, Darlene, An Li, are they in there?" Liu Feng asked as he walked. He was dealing with the situation of the victims today, and the auction was just arranged, so he didn't care about it.

"Yes, I ate here at noon." Mina nodded. She followed the young master to inspect the workshop at noon, and ate all meals in the workshop cafeteria.

"Wait, tell the Wolf Warriors to pay attention, don't give face to anyone who makes trouble, and throw it out to me." The corner of Liu Feng's mouth was slightly raised, full of indifference.

"Yes." Mina said seriously.

"..."

"Hmph!" Kun Zhan looked sourly at Liu Feng and the others who walked in coldly, and said sourly, "A little nobleman pretends to be more like a prince than a prince."

"To be honest, if I didn't know that the other party is a baron, I would have thought it was a prince from some country." Jessie shook his head bitterly. It was also the first time he saw such a baron.

"He's too ostentatious, it will be bad sooner or later." Kun Zhan sneered, he was already thinking about Liu Feng's suit.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go in." Jesse walked towards Zuixiaolou, holding an invitation letter in his hand, which he bought for one gold coin.

"I'd like to see if this treasure map is real or not." Kunzhan also took out an invitation letter and followed.

"Yo? Isn't this Kunzhan? What? You came out to join in the fun today?" Kington walked over, holding a gold-rimmed invitation letter in his hand, and said eccentrically, "I followed a master who was delusional, but he didn't give it to me." What are you doing?"

There are two types of invitations, one is an ordinary red invitation, and the seat is not in the front. There is another kind of invitation letter with gold silk border, and the seat is the most front seat.

"You..." Kun Zhan looked at the invitation letter in Kington's hand, his face darkened, of course he knew what the gold silk invitation letter represented. That is to represent the identity, one requires two gold coins, and there are only ten.

The most important thing for nobles is status. Kunzhan has always been proud of being the envoy of the fourth prince, thinking that he is no worse than the envoys of the first and second princes, but today he was slapped in the face.

The difference in the invitation letters is An Li's trick. Where there are people, there will be fights, especially the visit of the three groups yesterday, which made Hu Erniang understand the conflicts between the groups better.

In order for the three groups to not cooperate to plot against Liu Feng, An Li helped to deepen the conflict and earn some gold coins by the way. Nobles like to save face, so the conflicts deepened before the auction, and the maximum benefit could be obtained during the auction.

"Huh!" Kun Zhan turned black and threw his sleeves angrily and went in. He will let the other party know what his identity is later.

"Hey...you can't even afford a gold silk invitation letter, so you're ashamed to fight with me." Kington smiled dismissively. For the sake of face, the mere two gold coins... are worth it.

...

"You bastard, hurry up." City Lord Beifeng strode towards Zuixiao Tower, followed by Tori.

"Here we come." Tori smiled wryly. He knew that his father didn't want to see Mr. Liu Feng recently, but why did he come to the auction? What he held in his hand was the gold silk invitation letter.

The owner of Beifeng City is of course here to see a joke, so why not hold an auction? Only those big cities can afford this auction. Xiyang City can hardly afford to support civilians, and it used to be a remote town with no background. What good auction items can it offer now?

Chapter 0571 How much is that female orc?

The first floor of Zuixiao Building was closed last night, and a simple modification was carried out. After all, it was the first auction in Xiyang City. If it is too bad, it will not be good for the reputation of Xiyang City. Liu Feng will also be People laughed.

"Tat Tat Tat..."

"Master, you are here."

As soon as Liu Feng entered the gate, he heard An Li's crisp voice.

"Your Excellency Liu Feng (my lord), good evening." Darlene, Eliza and Avery greeted each other, and the others did not come in the castle.

"How are you preparing?" Liu scanned the hall on the first floor, looking so-so, but not too bad.

"It's ready, we can start at any time." Darlene said seriously, she was a little nervous, after all, it was her first time as an auctioneer.

"Don't be nervous, just follow what I taught you." Liu Feng said gently, he gave the manuscript in advance and wrote what to do in case of an emergency.

"Okay." Looking at Liu Feng's handsome face, Darlene felt inexplicably at ease, maybe she also wanted to show it in front of him.

"Xinke, take over the security." Liu Feng turned to Sink who was behind him.

"Yes." Sink made a few gestures to the Wolf Warriors team, and the personnel immediately dispersed and stood beside the hall.

"Let's go, the show is about to begin." Liu Feng walked towards the front table in the hall. There was only one table in front of the auction stage, which was reserved for his own people.

And there are two tables in the back, which are prepared for the gold silk invitation letter, commonly known as the VIP table. As for the dense rows of tables and chairs in the back, they are for ordinary invitation letters, so sit according to the number on the invitation letter.

Liu Feng took Elisa, An Li, and Mina to sit at the front table, looking at Darlene on the auction stage, and Avery at the side. Today's wolf-eared lady is a security guard, protecting Darlene and the safety of auction items.

"Tat Tat Tat..."

At this time, the nobles and businessmen outside the gate began to enter the venue one after another after checking the invitation letters, and then followed the instructions of the staff at the gate to take their seats according to the invitation function.

"Huh? Why am I so far behind? Who, whoever wants to change places with me, I can give you a gold coin."

"I'll change it with you."

"Get out, yours is behind me, get out of here."

"..."

Those who entered the arena realized that the further back they were, the lower their status was, which was something no one wanted to see.

"Number 350? Ferguson, you won't be the last table, right?" Hongmei looked at the number on the invitation letter with a bad expression on her face. Can she see the pink pearl when sitting so far behind?

"Uh...probably, maybe." Ferguson smiled mischievously. How could he not expect that fat businessman to get such a poor invitation letter.

"Okay, it's fine if you can come in." The hunting dog hurriedly fought.

"Hmph!" Hongmei snorted coldly, and walked towards the table at the back with her hips twisted.

"Huh..." Ferguson breathed out, looked at the hound and smiled wryly, women are not easy to mess with.

"..."

"Damn it, why are you so far behind?" Jesse looked at the invitation letter with an ugly face, the number thirty-two? This is a long way from the three independent tables at the front.

"Don't be angry, you can use gold coins later to save face." Kunzhan said coldly, and he glanced at the complacent Jin Dun. That stinky guy was at the table in front, and he couldn't lose face of the fourth prince outside.

Like Kunzhan and Jesse, Shi Mi was the one who was bothered. He also took an ordinary invitation letter, and the number was still forty-five, which was some distance away from Kunzhan, let alone the front. He was a little embarrassed.

Kington would not let go of such a slap in the face. He came to Shi Mi sternly and said contemptuously, "Is it comfortable to sit in this seat? Do you want to sit in front together?"

Before Smith could respond.

"Ah?" Kington exaggerated softly, and said disdainfully, "Look at my memory, I almost forgot that you can't afford gold silk invitations."