Chapter 275 Be jealous than family property

Chapter 275 Jealousy Compared with Family Property (Part 1)

"Master! Are you really willing to spend a lot of money to throw her into the moat? Yu Xiaobao walked behind Zhou Yisheng and heard the anger in his tone. He didn't know what he was angry for, but he still whispered.

"Hmm! Doesn't she like to be a bitch? Then I'll help her." He didn't even believe that he took a picture of her and threw her into the moat. He didn't believe that Dugu Wan'er would betray himself for money. He couldn't figure out what the reason would be. In addition to anger, he was more angry with Dugu Wan'er. Anyway, she is also his wife who hasn't passed the door. You humiliated yourself, not humiliated me. ?

As soon as the news that Dugu Waner was going to auction** at the Lantern Festival came out, it suddenly moved in all directions like wings. The competition was no less than a palace martial arts event. Fenglaiyi was full of people, and it was also taking advantage of the explosive growth. Some people scolded and some people cried, and Fenglaiyi's limelight at the Lantern Festival Shi Wus, some of the attices next to him were deserted, complaining about the shamelessness of Feng Laiyi, but the rogue, the news was indeed explosive enough.

"Don't squeeze, I finally stood in an empty seat. What's the squeeze? The milk has been squeezed out.

"Hurry up! Mother, I heard that there is a Huakui who wants to dance or something, but I can't see it any later. Ouch! Let go quickly, it hurts!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Where did the girl dance again? Isn't she going to take off her clothes in front of so many people? Otherwise, how can there be so many people going to see it? Don't even think about it. If you honestly guess the lantern riddles, there will be silver, and there will be a lot of New Year's goods for the Spring Festival.

There are all kinds of songs on the street of the canal. The people around them are boring to listen to it. They are thinking about how beautiful the flower leader is and who will fall. Listening to the babbling on the stage, they finally can't listen to it and go to Youfeng Laiyi one after another.

"Please ask Huakui to come out and play another song! Only ask her to marry the last song before marrying a businesswoman.

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Thousands of calls began to come out, still holding the pipa half covered her face. Dugu Waner did not hold the pipa, but a simple and elegant ancient piano slowly came out and stood proudly on the high platform. No matter how loud the scolding and shouts under the stage were, it seemed that she could not make a ripple in her ancient well's heart.

The five fingers danced briskly on the surface of the piano, and the notes flew out one by one, low and sad, like a deep boudoir, and like a girl Huaichun. She danced with notes, jumping out a touching picture, pouring the sadness and sorrow in her heart.

The noisy crowd under the stage gradually quieted down. Although what Dugu Waner did disgusted most men, it was absolutely undeniable that her song was very outstanding and even a little fascinating. They listened attentively one by one. Perhaps this is the last time to hear such a wonderful and calming It's a song! Some scholars can't help crying secretly, the goddess in their hearts! If you find a talented person, you may only be jealous, but now you want those businessmen, not young and powerful young and beautiful princes.

The lingering sound is endless, and all the pictures seem to be combined into a sad picture. It seems that this is her state of mind at this time. She is empty and sad, and the young man's head is white, so she wants to vent and vent her dissatisfaction and anger in her heart in this extreme way. It is difficult to find a bosom friend, but so straightforwardly turns her feelings into According to the melody, the piano sound magically climbed into everyone's hearts and shared her joys and sorrows. Some emotional people couldn't help but leave tears for her sadness, and may be able to understand her impulse.

"I'll pay 10,000 taels." The song is still in progress. Shi Bu, the biggest boss of one of the eight gods of wealth in the capital who got the news, hurriedly came. Listening to such a resentful tune, he almost washed his heart with her song. How could such a fairy who fell into the world be possessed by other ordinary people?

The song is still going on, with ups and downs, and the tune is getting higher and higher. It seems that she is struggling at the end of her heart. When the highest place is the fall, perhaps it is her fate, if she dies or free. There is no wave for the 10,000 taels of sound.

"Hmm! I'll pay 20,000 taels, which is twice as big as you. The owner of the pharmacy, who was also one of the eight gods of wealth in the capital, was dressed in snow-white clothes. When he came, he squeezed out a way, put down the sedan chair, and stretched out a dry and dark wooden hand from the door curtain.

"Hmm! Thief, you have to fight with me today. What's good for you? Shi Bu said angrily.

"Two! This is not your place to talk about business. If you only have money and no quality, get out of here early!" Some scholars can't stand it anymore. Although the tune of the stage continues and their hearts are trembling, the merchants below have begun to quarrel and can't help staring at each other angrily.

These people are the future magnates in the capital. Although these two people's family wealth is unmatched, they don't want to offend these poor scholars for this unnecessary thing. Although they adhere to the principle of being careful, there are the flower leaders of Fenglaiyi. They are determined to win. This is another principle of doing things boldly. This is the time to give businessmen a long face. Even if you are powerful in the capital in the future, you have to wait carefully in front of huge wealth.

With the disputes of businessmen, the tune is still going on. Finally, the tune ends with the break of the strings at the highest peak, and the tone... The lingering sound echoes on the whole street, and the sound of killing seems to turn into substance, indicating something ominous.

"I'll pay 25,000!" Shi Bu didn't want to pester Yao Cheng of the pharmacy. As soon as Qinyin was over, he couldn't help standing up and said loudly. The servant who followed him moved the small bench forward for fear that the master would be excited and fall in public, which was humiliating.

"Hmm! Shi Laoqi, you are still so stingy. I bid 50,000 taels for my cousin..." Yang Fugui, the boss of Mixing, took this large class of servants behind him, and his son Yang Guang also followed him, and even Xia Houyang became the guest of his family. Yang Fugui is quite dry and thin. Wearing an ordinary gray linen coat, it can't be seen that there is half of the shrewdness of a businessman. Such a talent is most likely to make ordinary people feel good. To maximize the rice line in the capital, he needs not only shrewdness, but also extensive contacts, and even the characters in the officialdom. He has to not give him a few points, but he has never fought for the situation and brought the principle of a businessman's low-key character to the extreme.

"Dad! Didn't you say you would help me marry her?" Yang Guang pulled Yang Fugui aside and said dissatisfiedly that he had been doing well at home these two days. He took back such a master. His father regarded Xiahouyang as a guest, and even his treatment had become better.

"Help you marry back! Can you ride this noble horse? You'd better ride your little donkey." Yang Fugui knew how many catties his son had, and he never paid attention to his delusions. Even if he married home, he was still someone else's daughter-in-law and wasted money. It would be better to help Yang Gang as a cousin and leave a way for his son in the future.

"Although you help the court buy rice, your family property can only rank third. The title of my second brother is not in vain. I will pay 80,000 taels." Yao Cheng, the owner of the pharmacy, stretched out his dry fingers to the curtain and said.

"Hehe! What a lively day! Fortunately, you are still the big boss! It's boring to add tens of thousands of taels. I'll pay 200,000 taels. Wei Lun can't stand it anymore. He is bargaining his goddess as a commodity! What's more annoying is that his good brother actually made a silent bid and completely put himself aside. Although he had no money, he still raised his hand and roared loudly.

I just found something wrong after roaring. I just sold myself for 200,000 taels, and even my father's salary could not be paid for several lifetimes, but it was difficult to ride a tiger and had to show an extremely ugly smile. It seemed that the impulse was really the devil!

"Where did you get so much money?" Yang Gang pulled the hem of La Weilun's clothes and asked softly.

"Hmm! Hypocritical things, if you say you want to bid, why should I argue with you, but you... hum! It doesn't matter." Wei Lun broke away from Yang Gang's hand and said with some disdain.

"I think you are really dizzy for women. Don't you know my character? One thing is one thing, and you will never say one thing and do one thing. Moreover, this is not called one thing and one thing!" Yang Gang said a little aggrievedly that his cousin was completely roasting himself on the fire! However, it did hit the softness in his heart. Is there any man who is lustful? Yang Gang can give up her for his brother or something else, but as long as it is stuffed by others, it doesn't matter what the reason is! Remembering your own good is.

"Oil, allil, I know what kind of person you are." Wei Lun waved his hand and didn't want to say more. Now he wants others to bid as soon as possible and forget himself. It seems that he should also learn to forget, my goddess!

"Wow! 200,000 taels of silver piled up, I'm afraid there are mountains as high!"

"If anyone gives me 200,000 taels, I will also sell it..."

"Just you, 200,000 taels, and no one wants 20 taels. Give me two taels upside down, and I want it."

"Get out! When I faked you, your family smashed the pot and sold iron to collect how much dowry. As a result, I softly agreed to you for a moment, and now I'm angry, hum!"

With an offer of 200,000 taels, the whole street calmed down and suddenly rose too fast, and there was a cold market. If the price was quoted again and again, I'm afraid it would be higher. Maybe there would be an appallingly high price, but after so many rises at a time, the enthusiasm of businessmen seemed to have been extinguished.

Don't mention how bad Wei Lun's mood is at this time. If he really has 200,000 taels, not to mention bankrupt, he is willing to sell himself, but he doesn't! If no one bids, I will be completely finished.

"Master, how can you sit firmly! It's only 200,000 taels, and no one has come out. Why don't I help you out!" Yu Xiaobao looked at the quiet people and couldn't figure out why. Looking at his master's half-open appearance that he didn't seem to be interested, he was worried about him.

"Sit down! Tonight is destined to be wonderful. How can 200,000 taels be ruined?" How much is 200,000 taels? There are a lot of silver piled up, and copper money piled up as high as a mountain, but can these be compared with the tens of millions of years of savings of princes in hell? No! Can it be compared with Zhou Yisheng? No! So he was not in a hurry. He was energetic enough to watch these clowns' performances, and finally made a surprise.