Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

Tianwu City-city central square.

As time went by, more and more people came here from all directions, and the noise from behind the crowd gradually overshadowed the imperial troops maintaining order.

Since this auction carries the name of the royal family, for public security reasons, Shen Yian justifiably transferred a wave of forbidden troops from the old man to suppress the auction.

The effect was much better than he imagined. No matter who wore the armor of the Forbidden Army, the people around him would subconsciously mute their voices wherever he stood.

"Let me go, why are there so many people here?"

"Huh? Old Sun, why are you here?"

"I saw them all walking this way, thinking they had something fun to do, so I followed them. I never thought there would be so many people."

"Me too. It turned out to be an auction. I was looking forward to it in vain."

"We are just watching the auction, so we might as well go to Hongfang and drink wine."

"That's it, let's go have a good drink together, hey, hey, hey?! People behind me, please don't push me!"

"Be quiet!"

The black-armored general had his arms folded and his face was stern. He stood at the front of the imperial army and shouted to the noisy crowd behind him.

The originally noisy square suddenly became much quieter.

"General, there are more and more people." A forbidden soldier trotted over and reminded.

"I know this, general. Arrange manpower to evacuate people to other streets as much as possible. Don't block them here." The black-armored general said solemnly.

"Yes, General!"

He really didn't expect so many people to join in the fun. Was all this expected by His Highness?

"There are so many people."

In the temporarily built private room, Shen Yian listened to the noise outside and smiled dumbly.

He deliberately chose the open-air auction. After all, the old man wanted money first and fame second.

Money is easy to say, but fame is naturally the more people watch it, the greater the fame.

The entire auction was like a large-scale concert. The huge stage stood in the square with luxurious decorations, which was particularly eye-catching. People who didn't know it might think that there was some kind of show going on.

Under the stage, seats were allocated according to three, six or nine grades, with prices clearly marked, and whoever had the money would sit forward.

For the sake of privacy, he also specially arranged twenty temporary private rooms. Some of the private rooms were given away to others, and the rest were sold by him to "Youyuan people" at a high price.

It’s okay if you don’t want to pay but still want to join in the fun. The people in the back are standing together with the melon-eaters.

Hungry, thirsty, tired from standing?

It doesn’t matter, the various small stalls around the square can meet all your needs!

Anyway, the agreement between him and the old man was not to pay for selling chess, but he didn't say that he couldn't make some other extra money.

After being killed by the old man so many times, I have to find a way to get some blood back.

"Why haven't you started yet? I'm going to die from the sun."

A person who had arrived at the auction house a long time ago complained dissatisfiedly. The sun was already hanging above his head. If he didn't start, he would have fainted.

"Sir, do you want to buy an umbrella?"

Just as the man complained, a young man jumped out of nowhere, carrying a box full of umbrellas and asked piously.

"How much...how much?" The man was stunned for a moment, then pursed his dry lips and asked.

"Ten taels of silver."

"How many?!"

The man was completely stunned.

What kind of umbrella costs ten taels of silver? ! Grab money!

The young man said aggrievedly: "Sir, we are just plain old people with clearly marked prices."

"Sir, you can't afford it, can you?"

"you!"

The popular lip trembled.

"Brother, which one of you here is either rich or noble, and still cares about this little money?"

"Boy, give me a big one." A middle-aged man in the back seat said with a smile.

"Okay sir."

The young man responded happily.

"What does it have to do with you? Who are you!"

the man asked angrily.

"An ordinary person with a little money." The middle-aged man took out a handful of broken silver and handed it to the young man. He took an umbrella and skillfully inserted it into the back of the chair.

The man looked at the middle-aged man's operation and subconsciously turned to look at his chair, only to find that there was a hole in the back of the chair, which could just be used to insert an umbrella for shade.

Conspiracy, he smelled a conspiracy!

Then he saw people around the middle-aged man paying for an umbrella one after another. There was nothing he could do, it was too hot.

After buying the umbrella, everyone cast envious glances at the row of elegant rooms, wondering who the person sitting in them was.

At the same time, there were also some people who were watching the excitement and didn't take it too seriously. They cast inexplicable glances at the man, which made the latter feel uncomfortable.

"Give me some too!"

The man couldn't stand it anymore and stretched out his hand to say hello.

"I'm sorry, sir, now I only have a big umbrella, which costs twenty taels of silver!"

"Okay! Give me a handful!" The man gritted his teeth.

The young man sold all the umbrellas and left happily.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, the man pursed his lips again and began to look around. He just seemed to hear the sound of selling water.

Since I didn't buy a ticket for a better seat, I didn't even have a cup of tea. I felt hot and thirsty after sitting for so long.

"Sir, do you want some ice water?"

This familiar voice and familiar tone made the man's whole body tingle.

"why is it you again?!"

The young man who had changed his equipment was holding a water bag in his left hand and a porcelain cup in his right hand and asked with a smile: "Sir, do you want ice water or ice juice?"

"How much does ice water cost..."

The man asked a little collapsed.

"Sir, I'll give you ten taels of silver and a water bag."

What on earth does he need a broken water bag for? He just wants water!

"What about ice juice?"

"Sir, ice juice is a little more expensive. For example, the orange juice in my hand is produced in Lingnan. It is a new variety freshly cultivated by the master of orange fragrance for decades. The fruity juice is sweet and tastes good..."

The young man seemed to have his chat box opened and kept talking.

"That's right, sir, for only thirty taels of silver, you can taste the top-quality fresh oranges cultivated by Master Chengliuxiang with painstaking efforts!"

"Give...give me a drink."

Okay, his heart is moved, he has a sinister nature, he just wants to be this resentment, he just wants to taste this orange juice to see if it is as mysterious as you said.

After he paid the money, many people around him also became excited.

I am not short of these thirty taels of silver, just to have a taste!

"Boy, give me a glass of orange juice too."

"Okay sir!"

In the private room, Shen Yian briefly looked around with his spiritual consciousness. The "Youyuan people" present were much richer than he thought. No matter whether this thing is worth the price or not, these people are going to see what happens today. , why are they sold so expensive? This behavior of throwing money away made him sigh that it is really good to have Yuan. He hoped that there would be more such "Yuan people", the better.

"Do you want anything else to eat? I'll let my servants make arrangements."

Shen Yi'an pinched Ye Liyan's face lovingly and asked.

"Husband, I want to drink another glass of watermelon juice just now." Ye Liyan raised a finger and said with bright eyes.

"Okay, I'll let them deliver it right now."

[Today I took the train all day to rush home (hard seat, my waist is very sore), and I owe everyone another update, so I will make up for it tomorrow! I would like to apologize to all readers! 】