This time the protagonist doesn't obey, I quit

"Yo, your son-in-law is here too."

The half-race beauty covered her mouth and giggled.

Boss Nie glanced at her and said with a smile, "If he really becomes my son-in-law, then you are his mother-in-law."

The mixed-race beauty looked shy, and drew circles on Boss Nie's chest with her fingers: "I'm so old, I don't want to be a mother-in-law at such a young age."

While Boss Nie was looking at An Yi.

An Yi was also looking at him... the mixed-race beauty next to him!

With such a figure and such long legs, it would be a pity not to mount a cannon.

"Ding! The system prompts that the target meets the criteria of the [Master of Love]!"

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The author says:

Chapter 124 Going to the Grave on Qingming Festival

Meet the criteria of [Master of Love]?

An Yi frowned and looked at the woman lying in Boss Nie's arms, and sighed slightly.

Indeed, not to mention anything else, just the pair of beautiful legs under the miniskirt can make people linger, who doesn't like beautiful women!

He likes women in other people's arms... Well, no, the woman he likes is in other people's arms.

"What are you looking at?" Yan Zhi asked curiously.

An Yi quickly withdrew his eyes and said, "I didn't see anything."

Although the woman in Boss Nie's arms is beautiful, the one next to him is not bad, 1.7 meters tall, not only younger, but also more stable than that woman in terms of figure.

Yan Zhi sneered and said, "I can't tell, you still like wives!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

An Yi retorted loudly.

Yan Zhi patted him on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Don't worry, don't feel inferior, after taking Gastrodia, I guarantee that you will be as mighty as a normal man!"

comfortable:"******!"

This silly bitch!

He wants to be rough!

He bought Tianxingcao just for Yuyanye! ! !

There is not a long wait for the auction.

A vigorous old man walked towards the center of the auction house.

I have to say that the style here is still very high-end.

There is an antique flavor everywhere, even the old auctioneer is dressed in a gray ancient costume, which looks like a fairy.

"Good evening everyone, old man Gao Yude, welcome to Xiangyun Auction House tonight, without further ado, let's start now."

The auctioneer was quite competent, he didn't bother to say a word on the scene, and just clapped his hands to get into the topic.

Two beautiful women in cheongsams, Pingting, came and slowly unfolded a painting.

The whole audience was shocked, and there was an uproar.

"Picture of going to the grave during the Qingming Festival!"

Someone even yelled.

The auctioneer smiled and introduced it to everyone.

"The Picture of Going to the Grave in Qingming Dynasty is one of the top ten famous paintings handed down from generation to generation in China. It is a folk painting of the Northern Song Dynasty. It is the only surviving masterpiece of the painter Xiao Yi. It is a national treasure and is now in the Imperial Capital Museum.

The picture of going to the tomb in Qingming Dynasty is 30 cm wide and 500 cm long, and it is printed and colored on silk.

In the form of a long scroll, the work uses the scatter-point perspective composition method to vividly record the situation of people from all walks of life going to the grave on the day of Qingming in Beisong, and vividly depicts the scene of going to the grave on the Qingming Festival. Different shapes..."

In the hidden VIP room of the auction house.

"Long Shuai, this painting..."

A one-eyed man with a strong aura couldn't help but speak out.

A majestic and ethereal voice slowly came out: "Wait and see."

He never imagined that the nonsense work "A Picture of Going to the Tomb during the Qingming Festival" that he jokingly imitated the works of a painter surnamed Zhang at that time would become his representative work in the later generations.

"This, is this really "The Picture of Going to the Grave at Qingming Festival"?"

Some people questioned.

The auctioneer smiled and said, "As I said just now, the original painting is in the Imperial Capital Museum. This painting is a fake, but it has a history of 500 years."

Hearing this, everyone cried out.

The imitation is gone, and I thought it was the real one.

If it was really the work of the painter Xiao Yi, it would be a sensation.

"The starting price is 30 yuan. Buyers who participate in the auction must increase the price by no less than 2 yuan each time! If no one participates in the bidding three times in a row, it will be considered a deal!"

The auctioneer said lightly.

The picture of going to the grave during the Qingming Festival, this is just a good start to the auction, but it is almost enough for appearance.

An Yi was slightly surprised: "This is a random picture of going to the grave, and it's so expensive!"

"Are you from Blue Star?" Yan Zhi asked helplessly.

comfortable:"……"

Money in this world is sometimes too easy to earn.

Such a picture of going to the grave is so scary to see, it is so expensive!

Sure enough, after only staying in this world for two years, his understanding of this world is still too superficial.

"100 million!"

Boss Nie was too lazy to write any ink, so he directly increased the price to 100 million.

In an instant, the entire auction house fell silent.

The auctioneer was also obviously taken aback, and said, "Do you have any more bids? Once for 100 million! Twice for 100 million! 100 million..."

"110 million!"

Another discordant female voice came.

Boss Nie glanced away and smiled indifferently.

The person who spoke was a beautiful woman in yellow.

"The elder of the Hehuan Sect, Boss Nie, the wild rose you slaughtered is her apprentice!"

The mixed-race beauty said softly.

"Then continue to increase the price!"

Boss Nie sneered, "200 million!"

200 million to buy an imitation, only Boss Nie is willing to smash it!

The beautiful woman in the yellow shirt gritted her teeth and said angrily, "210 million!"

"It's only 10 yuan, I'm not going to shoot it because I'm digging and searching."

Boss Nie was condescending, and smiled at the beautiful woman in yellow.

210 million to buy a fake?Brain show funny it!

The reason why he would buy it was because he wanted to collect it for fun.

The beautiful woman in the yellow shirt has a gloomy complexion.

She only cared about venting her anger, this 200 million is half a month's sales of their Hehuan sect!

"Master, are you sure it was Boss Nie who killed Junior Sister?"

Beside the beautiful woman in yellow shirt, a woman quietly asked.

The beautiful woman in the yellow shirt said coldly: "At the beginning, your junior sister sold his daughter to Immortal Gourd, but Nie Chengwen found out about it, and then disappeared without a trace. Who else do you think will make a move?!"

Boss Nie and Liang Zi of the Hehuan Sect are finally married!

"The next item is a bit special, it's called Skystar Grass, and it's Skystar Grass seeds!"

As soon as the auctioneer's words came out, An Yi's eyes lit up instantly.

Did not expect so soon!

The star grass he wanted is here!

"I believe that many people are curious about the effect of Star Grass. I will give you a brief science introduction. The main effect is to treat impotence. Infertility can also be taken directly to restore glory!"

"The base price is 10, and each increase must not be less than 1! If no one participates in three consecutive bids, it will be considered a deal!"

When the auctioneer finished speaking, the audience was silent.

Who shoots this thing!

If I did, wouldn't that be equivalent to admitting that I can't do it in disguise!

Man, can't say no! !

Women can't be photographed either, and basically declare to outsiders that they can't be men.

If there is no man?

I can't shoot anymore!

No man took this, who is it for?Doesn't she reveal herself to be skittish in a non-directional way?

Time passed by minute by minute.

The auctioneer couldn't help but shook his head and said, "In this case, this auction item can be considered a pass..."

"10 million!"

At the last moment, two voices sounded at the same time.

One is An Yi, and the other is a middle-aged uncle.

Hearing the sound of An Yi's bidding, the middle-aged uncle blushed and said quickly: "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, I bought it for my friend, I don't need this thing."

An Yi was slightly taken aback, and said earnestly, "I am the same!"

Chapter 125 Lot: Dark Iron Epee Sword

"Mr. 97, 10 once!"

The auctioneer glanced at the middle-aged uncle and An Yi who were modest to each other, and dropped the auction hammer.

No. 97 is just comfortable!

Suddenly, cold sweat appeared on the forehead of the middle-aged uncle, and his worldly vision and his inner dignity were constantly fighting.

He gritted his teeth and held up the sign tremblingly.

"I'll pay 15 million!"

Then, the uncle quickly blushed and explained with shame: "I am bound to Jinlan with that friend! We are brothers and sisters, and we can't carry on the family line. As a friend, I can't just sit idly by!"

"Is there a higher price of 15!"

The auctioneer glanced at An Yi.

An Yi held up the sign, gritted his teeth and said, "16!"

He was determined to get the Star Grass, how could it be possible for an uncle to take it away!

"Uncle, I'm a doctor. I have a hundred ways to cure your friend! Just let me do it!"