novel
| ← Ch.167 | Ch.169 → |
Shuluo was totally unaware of song QingHan's uneasiness, because song QingHan was almost an expression from the beginning to the end, which seemed more calm than those "noble people" sitting in the first row.
If song QingHan didn't seem to have any money, I'm afraid Shuluo would have thought he was sitting in the wrong position.
After watching the next few rounds of the auction, there was a loud noise on the stage, and eight big men came up with a huge box.
It can be seen from their struggling expression that the weight in the box is genuine, and they don't know what it contains.
Song QingHan's curiosity was hung up. As soon as the curtain was lifted, he fixed his eyes on it.
Three fine-looking men sit in the cage. When they see the scene outside, they frown tightly and look nervous. However, they don't know whether they have been trained or have excellent psychological quality. They don't show much gaffe. They just stare at the people below quietly as if they want to write down all their looks.
as like as two peas, they are not the most special ones.
In this era of backward medical care, it is not easy to give birth to twins safely, let alone triplets. After all, one more birth means that the fetus is lighter at birth and more difficult to feed.
Because of the gender of the men in black, song QingHan didn't immediately make a final decision on the gender of the three men, because their looks could be either female or male, and whatever they were, they would be warmly welcomed. After all, their looks were so exquisite that anyone who had seen them would never forget them.
When the man on the stage saw that all the people's eyes were attracted by the people in the cage, he did not feel that he had been robbed. Instead, he looked like his own children were affirmed by others. He showed a kind smile and slowly introduced: "look at their looks, you must know where they come from. Not only that, but their life experience is like theirs The appearance is generally astonishing. It is the child of the youngest son of the clan head of the crescent tribe. It is equivalent to our royal relatives and relatives of aomu."
"I don't need to say much about the benefits of buying them. Whether it's a special hobby or understanding the situation of the crescent moon tribe, it's very good. Even, it's a good thing to just put them aside to watch."
Hearing this, the people in the cage can't help but look angry, but they seem to know that they can't resist, so they don't make any more actions.
Song QingHan felt sorry for the shopkeeper of the treasure Pavilion.
Maps are dead, but people are alive. Of course, if you can combine the two, the natural effect will be better.
But if you can only choose one of them, it will naturally be better to choose a person. Unfortunately, I don't know whether the people here intentionally put the triplets in such a backward position, and there was no news before.
"Start bidding now, reserve price... Whatever you want.
As soon as he said this, people at the bottom seemed to be boiling, and a huge discussion broke out. The man seemed to have anticipated such a scene, so he didn't stop it immediately. When he felt that the people below had talked about it, he began to speak again: "this kind of bidding method is actually for the sake of you. After all, gold is not available to everyone, but other things Maybe what you take out is not worth money, but it happens to be what we want, and this round of auction will be completed."
Although it sounds like this, people who sold their treasures in order to collect gold would still be a little upset.
However, they still called the man in black in the first time and threw all their chips out.
The man on the stage was right. No matter what purpose the triplets were bought for, they were very cost-effective. Even if they sold them when they didn't want them, they could sell them for a good price and make a good profit.
Song QingHan felt his chin and thought about it. Seeing Shuluo, he called the man in black to join in the fun. He suddenly asked, "brother, do you know what kind of things you need at present?"
It's better to ask someone who knows a little inside information than to speculate about it. It won't hurt anyway. After all, the rules don't say that you can't talk to people in black.
But the man in black was stunned after hearing song QingHan's words. He probably never met such a situation.
Thanks to his excellent psychological quality, he quickly responded. Seeing song QingHan's smart appearance, his eyes filled with expectations, he softened his heart and said in a soft voice: "I don't know the specific details, but I think it's pills and other things..."
seeing that he seems unwilling to talk about it, song QingHan does not ignore the past with "understanding", but intensifies to ask: "yes Who's sick? What did the doctor say
They don't need pills for no reason. They have to do something with them.
If it is to save people, he really does not believe in the power of the other side, what medicine they can not make.
Seeing that song QingHan guessed so many things, he flashed a puzzled look on his face and looked at the stage like asking for help. However, the man on the stage was not a fairy. How could he know that someone in black would be in trouble in this corner?Seeing that the man in black didn't know what to do, song QingHan stepped back and said with a smile, "what kind of medicine should you know? For example, is it for the eyes, or for the mouth, or something? "
Since Shuluo came here, it was the first time that song QingHan said so much, and none of it was nonsense. Otherwise, the man in black would not show an expression of wanting to escape.
He was not a fool. Naturally, he knew how crucial these things song QingHan asked. So he immediately added a fire to his eyes and urged him to say, "everyone else has said it quickly. What do you have to worry about? Anyway, it's not you who benefit from it? It's not useless that we can't take anything out after listening to it? "
The man in black had some indecision. When he said this, he didn't have time to distinguish the authenticity of his words. Seeing other people in black came to the stage one after another, ready to start quoting, and quickly said, "it's said that it's the medicine for the waist. Please quote quickly. I'm going to go up."
Waist? Suddenly, they looked at each other with a sigh of despair.
This time, the man in black was in a daze, but he didn't ask any more. He just turned his head to Shuluo and seemed to be waiting for him to speak.
| ← Ch. 167 | Ch. 169 → |