The happy life of a prodigal

When Fang Xiu heard this sentence, he nodded with emotion, sighed, and said to himself: "Yes, time flies so fast..."

The emotions of the two people have similar feelings, but completely different emotions.

Zhao Yan looked very tangled.

On the one hand, she wanted to stay in Fang Mansion and spend New Year's Eve with her friends, and most importantly, Fang Xiu.

But, on the other hand, she wasn't sure if this would be the last New Year's Eve of the royal father.

If the antidote is not found in the end, then this matter may make her regret for the rest of her life.

"Do you want me to go back to the palace, or stay here?"

After a while, Zhao Yan seemed to have made a decision, but she still raised her eyes, looked at Fang Xiu, and asked.

Fang Xiu glanced at her and said casually: "Of course I hope you go back to the palace..."

"..."

Zhao Yan's expression didn't change at all, but those who knew her well could notice that her mood had changed.

At this time, Fang Xiu continued: "After all, we still have a long time to come, Your Majesty...cough cough...

Your Majesty is old after all..."

It seems a little bad to speak like this in front of someone else's daughter.

But for a while, Fang Xiu couldn't think of a better way to express it.

After Zhao Yan heard this, her expression still didn't change much, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"By the way, the auction is about to start, do you want to go and have a look together?"

At this time, Fang Xiu suddenly remembered something, stood up, looked at Zhao Yan, and asked.

Zhao Yan thought for a while, nodded and said, "Anyway, there's nothing wrong..."

So, the two left Fang's mansion, got into the carriage, and came all the way to Baolefang.

Because the conditions for participation in Baolefang Auction this time are much looser than before, you can see crowds of people just by going to the entrance of the main hall.

It wasn't until the boys from Baolefang stepped forward to maintain order that things got a little better.

The conditions for participating in Baolefang Auctions have always been very strict. You need to have at least 5000 taels of silver deposits in Baolefang, or you can prove that you have assets worth more than 1 taels before you can participate.

This time, the condition was relaxed to 1000 taels.

Therefore, in addition to those who really wanted to grab treasures at the auction, there were also many people who wanted to join in the fun and see the market, and they also came here.

"Want to line up again?"

Zhao Yan just got out of the carriage, and when she saw this scene, she was immediately depressed.

Although she is a princess, occasionally she goes to the Beijing Normal University Theater by herself, and she still needs to queue up to try it.

If old man Sun saw her, he would naturally greet her respectfully.

But most of the time, no one in the crowd would notice her at all.

Therefore, when she sees the queue now, she feels a headache.

When Fang Xiu heard this, he laughed and was about to speak.

Wang Baole came up to greet him, and said respectfully: "Master, you are here..."

Then, seeing Zhao Yan next to her, she bowed and said, "Miss Zhao..."

Fang Xiu nodded slightly and asked, "How many people are here this time?"

Wang Baole hurriedly replied: "Nearly 1000 people, there are many applicants, but the auction really can't accommodate so many people, the small ones make their own decisions, and some people with bad reputations are rejected."

"Ah."

Fang Xiu nodded, but did not criticize anything.

"Master, please..."

Seeing this, Wang Baole breathed a sigh of relief, and hastily led them into the hall through another entrance.

The entrance is very hidden. If you don't observe carefully, you won't see another entrance here.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yan was just about to say something, but saw a line of small characters written on the entrance—Xin Amber's exclusive VVIP channel.

Chapter 6 Sixteen It's Ding Tong Again

Zhao Yan saw this strange text when she was at the Beijing Normal University Theater. The so-called VIP should mean noble.

Then, this so-called VVIP is not difficult to understand.

"shameless......"

Seeing this line of small characters, Zhao Yan couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

After Fang Xiu heard it, he laughed hahaha twice, noncommittal.

On the surface, this hall only has one floor, but in fact, there is a second floor at the back, which can only be accessed through the VVIP and the backyard.

There are three boxes in total.

The one in the middle is undoubtedly Fang Xiu's exclusive box, and the other two are worried that one day, the Emperor Chu, the Empress Dowager and the like will also attend the auction on a whim, and naturally this position will become theirs.

Because there were more people participating in the auction this time, all the chairs in the original hall were removed one by one, and replaced by small benches one by one.

The more dense people, the advantage is that more people can be accommodated, and the disadvantages needless to say, is that the experience of the participants will deteriorate rapidly.

Even so, the seat of this small bench is not casual.

The entire hall is divided into three parts. The front part needs to pay an additional 100 taels of silver, the middle seat is 50 taels, and the rearmost seat is free.

Most of the people sat in the back seats, not because they couldn't afford the 100 taels of silver.

However, with their identities and status, they really don't have the guts to fight for this position with a group of members, wailang, principals, and imperial censors.

In the main hall, people were crowded with each other, even in the cold winter months, many people's foreheads were covered with sweat.

Fang Xiu and Zhao Yan were sitting on the box on the second floor, but they were eating fruits and waiting for the start of the auction, looking very contented.

A moment later, a gong sounded and the auction began...

It was still Wang Baole, the familiar position, the familiar voice, the familiar opening remarks.

Many people find it very novel, after all, it is the first time to see the auction.

But for the people in the front row, as well as Fang Xiu, they felt a little tired.

After the opening remarks of half a stick of incense passed, there were some antique calligraphy and paintings, and some precious medicinal materials.

What wild ginseng, what...

Fang Xiu was not interested at all.

Zhao Yan watched it with gusto, several times she wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Fang Xiu.

"Nine out of ten of these herbs are gimmicks. If you really want to keep in good health, you might as well take a look at the health care encyclopedia I wrote."

"Health Preservation Encyclopedia...you wrote it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan showed a surprised expression on her face, and subconsciously looked at Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu was slightly taken aback and stopped talking.

Seeing Fang Xiu's expression, Zhao Yan felt something was wrong.

She really didn't expect that this guy even knows medical skills!

Moreover, this Encyclopedia of Health Preservation is not an ordinary medical book, it is said to be the lifelong wisdom of a medical master......

Even many imperial physicians in the Imperial Medical Office praised it and suggested to His Majesty that it should be widely promoted in the entire Chu State.

And this book is not only very popular among the people, but also in the palace.

The mother concubine, and the emperor's grandmother, mentioned this health preservation encyclopedia in front of her again and again.

She didn't take it to heart.

Never thought that this book was actually written by Fang Xiu!

"How much more do you have? What else are you hiding from me?"

Zhao Yan looked at Fang Xiu and questioned him righteously.

Fang Xiuquan pretended he didn't hear, with a puzzled look on his face, he looked at her, pretending to be deaf and dumb: "What did you say?"

"you!"

Seeing him like this, Zhao Yan suddenly became angry for no reason, leaned into his ear, and said loudly: "I said, you are a bastard who can only lie!"

"..."

Caught off guard, Fang Xiu's eardrums were almost shattered.

At this time, the auction is coming to an end.

There is no doubt that the finale will be the three glazed treasures that have already been handed down to the capital.

The starting price for one piece is 1000 taels!

"1000 taels!"

"One thousand five hundred taels!"

"One thousand five hundred taels!"

"..."

It seems that due to the influence of Ding Tong before, this time the Liuli auction is much hotter than last time.

Especially the nobles sitting in the front row, most of them participated in this auction because of this Liuli.

At this moment, it is natural to compete for it!

"One thousand five hundred taels!"

"One thousand five hundred taels!"

"..."

Prices soared.

This speed made Zhao Yan in the private room widen her eyes, looked at Fang Xiu, and asked, "Since when did money become so worthless?"

Not only Zhao Yan wanted to ask this question, but Fang Xiu was also very curious.

After thinking about it, I can only sum it up in one sentence: "There should be more rich people in our capital than we imagined..."

At the beginning, Fang Xiu used the method of reselling the mansion and lost a lot of money, but they were able to come up with so much money.

Fang Xiu looked at how these people were bidding, and tried his best not to think about other things, but couldn't help but think of everything he saw in Du Ming Mansion and Linze Mansion.

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone......

In my mind, I couldn't help but think of the words that the scholar said with tears when I just traveled to this world.

I just thought it was ridiculous...

now......

The auction is still going on.

In just a short time, the price of the first glazed treasure doubled to an astonishing 2000 taels!

The reason is also very simple, no one knows what the next piece of colored glaze will look like.

It is impossible for each of them to be as exquisite and clear as this, so naturally we have to go all out.

With the price increase, fewer and fewer people participated in the bidding, and finally stopped at 2000 taels.

"Congratulations to this..."

Standing in front of the stage, Wang Baole had just dropped the hammer, but when he saw the face in front of him, he was startled for a moment, and then he said: "Congratulations, Mr. Ding, for winning the treasure!"

Master Ding...

Which Master Ding?

Could it be that Ding Tong again?