rebirth son of bad

After Ouyang Xinying boarded the boat, the sun was already high, and the pier was already ready. Ouyang Xia and the others saw the boat go far before returning to the city.

They rode on horseback, passed by the busy city and did not go back to the post house directly, but went to Qingrui Tower.

Zhou Zhengdong looked at Ouyang Xia with a smile on his tall horse: "I heard that Qingrui Building has something good, but I don't know what it is?"

"No matter what it is, what Qingrui Pavilion sells are rare treasures, and it is defenseless to look at them."

"Then what are we waiting for?"

"Let's go."

The four of them rode horses and shuttled among the pedestrians in the street, and soon saw the high roof of Qingrui Pavilion.

Qingrui Pavilion had a special auction today, which was placed on the quiet third floor. When Ouyang Xia and the others arrived, several waiters stood respectfully by the door to welcome the guests who came over.

Ouyang Xiali got off his horse, and the waiter who greeted them immediately recognized them, and came forward cleverly.

"Sirs, please come inside, the auction will start immediately."

"Ah."

A few people did not stay on the first floor, and went up the stairs directly to the third floor.

The third floor was full of people, and the seats were arranged neatly. The guards led them to the front, and they saw Ma Sixun as soon as they came into the first row.

Ma Sixun didn't expect to meet them either, and greeted with a smile: "You guys came just in time, and we're ready to start."

Zhou Zhengdong sat down beside him, and said with a smile, "Brother Ma falls fast."

"That's right, we came here just after sending my aunt on board."

Ma Sixun raised his eyebrows: "Aunt Ouyang left so soon? If I had known, I would have visited yesterday."

"My aunt was worried about the family and returned to the capital early."

Ouyang Xia looked at the table in front of him, took the booklet from the waiter and opened it.

What is painted on it is the treasure that will be auctioned tonight. Everyone has a copy, and the attributes and sources are clearly written on it.

They were all handsome and handsome, with gorgeous clothes and elegant demeanor, which attracted the attention of many dignitaries and dignitaries, and they all speculated who these young men with extraordinary temperament came from.

When Ouyang Xia turned to the next page, her eyes widened suddenly, and she saw a guitar drawn on the orange paper, a guitar made of red nanmu.

It's not a lute or a harp, but a real guitar, made by Fei Yuzhou.

It turned out to be the old Fei who carved out the plane. At this moment Ouyang Xia completely believed that he was the same as herself who traveled through time.

At least, he came with the memory of his previous life, no matter whether he was reincarnated or crossed.

I secretly looked at the price above, it is not a lot, and the starting price is only 3000 taels, which is not high.

Si Zhengnan turned his head and saw that he was staring at something on the paper in a daze, and touched him lightly: "A Xia."

Ouyang Xia came to his senses, pointed to the guitar on the paper, and said, "I want to take a picture of this instrument."

"Musical instruments? Doesn't it say it's just a collectible?"

Si Zhengnan turned to that page, pointed to it, it really said collectibles.

Ouyang Xia shook her head and said, "Anyway, I want to take a picture."

"That's easy to buy." Si Zhengnan didn't think the price was very high, and such collections are generally not too difficult to buy.

Then several people fell in love with what they wanted. Zhou Zhengdong was a jade fan, Wei Chuan was a pearl, and Si Zhengnan fell in love with an ancient sword.

The auction started soon, and the slender and graceful host stepped forward to present the first exhibit, which was a red jade coral, which was very rare.

Ouyang Xia wasn't interested in these things, and never raised his cards from the beginning to the end, but Zhou Zhengdong and Wei Chuan seemed to be playing with each other, and they raised their hands when they saw others raise their hands, but in the end they raised the price and then directly withdrew their hands.

Si Zhengnan glanced at the two of them, and said, "You guys are so boring."

They raised their hands like a child, and they didn't buy it.

Wei Chuan said with a smile, "It's fun."

"That's right, we don't buy it anyway, we just hold it for fun."

It's rare to come here once, and it's not for nothing if you don't play.

Ma Sixun actually photographed a treasure, a very precious book.

An hour later, the auction was drawing to a close, and the guitar Ouyang Xia wanted finally appeared.

"Everyone, this is a collection made by the great writer Fei Lao. It is said that it is a musical instrument, but it has no strings and no one can play it. The starting price is 3000 taels."

Ouyang Xia quickly picked up the cards, and the price increased to 1 taels.

"5000 taels."

A clear voice came from behind, and Ouyang Xia turned her head to see Huangfu Shu sitting at the back holding a sign.

Grandma was so fierce that she even robbed him, Ouyang Xia was very angry.

Si Zhengnan looked at Huangfu Shu who was sitting calmly in the back, his eyes were a bit strange.

Ouyang Xia raised his sign again: "2 taels."

"Twenty-five thousand taels."

"3 million taels."

"Thirty thousand and one thousand taels."

"4 million taels."

"Forty-three thousand taels."

At the auction scene, Ouyang Xia and Huangfu Shu's clear voices came and went, and the two followed closely, vowing to win this collection.

Zhou Zhengdong was very angry and said: "What's the matter with this kid?"

"Do you need to ask? That kid Fei Zang must have asked him to help." Wei Chuan knew what was going on without even thinking about it.

Si Zhengnan raised his head and raised his hand: "10 taels."

There was an uproar when these words came out, which far exceeded the value of this guitar for everyone.

No matter how good it is, 100 years have passed, and 10 taels is far more than the value of this guitar.

Huangfu Shu looked at the slight anger on Si Zhengnan's face, but he didn't raise the price any more, and calmed down.

In the end, Si Zhengnan paid 10 taels for this guitar. Of course, Ouyang Xia paid for it, after all, he was the one who liked it.

The maid respectfully placed the exclusive box containing the guitar on the table, carefully put the guitar in with gloved hands and then covered it, and handed it to Ouyang Xia respectfully.

"Thank you." Ouyang Xia took it and handed it to Jiang Xiao, with a happy smile on his face.

After the end, they decided to have a meal to comfort their wallets, after all, it was really tired today.

They chose Banshui Pavilion, a very famous restaurant in Ming An, where the chefs are very skilled.

Ma Sixun sat next to him and heard that Ouyang Xia ordered all the spicy dishes, he was a little surprised: "The dishes Ouyang Xian ordered are all extremely spicy, not mildly spicy."

Ouyang Xia raised her eyebrows and said, "I like spicy food, the spicier the better."

"Coincidentally, I like it too." Ma Sixun smiled and said, "I have liked spicy food since I was a child."

Zhou Zhengdong looked at Si Zhengnan and said, "Uncle Huang is not here today, so we can eat whatever we want."

Coincidentally, they all like spicy food.

At the last moment, I simply ordered a table full of spicy banquet, paired with good wine to warm up my body.

The dishes were served quickly, but Ouyang Xia found out that Ma Sixun had ordered a clear soup: "A piece of red with a little green would be good."

Because the clear soup is tofu and vegetable soup, it can be used to relieve spicy food.

Raising the cup, Ma Sixun said with a smile: "In the era when Lu Yao was in a hurry, let's celebrate that we can meet."

"Respect, everyone."

"Come on, raise your glass."

Several people raised their glasses one after another, drank the spirits in one gulp, and then started chatting and laughing.

Zhou Zhengdong looked at Ouyang Xia thinking of something, and said, "I saw Huangfu Shu just now, why is he interested in this thing?"

"He asked for it for Fei Zang, Fei Zang can't come here."

As far as he knew, Fei Zang seemed to have some conflicts with the boss of Qingrui Pavilion, and he didn't even send out an invitation.

There are invitations in the first few rows of Qingrui Pavilion's auction. Of course, you can enter without invitations, but it will cost money.

Knowing that he wanted Lao Fei's autobiography, Wei Chuan said, "Ah Xia, are you going to give it back to him again?"

"Of course not." Ouyang Xia shook her head and said, "I just want this guitar."

Guitar?Si Zhengnan was surprised: "A Xia, do you know what this is?"

Ouyang Xia chuckled, and said: "Of course I know, this is a kind of musical instrument, a famous guitar, which can play beautiful music, and it is more vivid and beautiful than the piano."

"But I don't see any strings." Si Zhengnan has seen all kinds of qin instruments in the world, and they all have strings, but there are none.

Ouyang Xia chuckled, and said: "It's not easy, I will make it for you tomorrow. It will be wonderful for you to play."

Guns can be fixed well, and Ouyang Xia is very good at these musical instruments.

He used horse hair to get a few out, if it didn't work, there was Si Yelin.

Ouyang Xia didn't realize that he was becoming more and more dependent on Si Yelin, and would think of him as soon as something happened.

Ma Sixun said with a smile: "If possible, please invite us to listen to it that day, and it will definitely take three days to detour."

"Of course, I'll play it for you when the time comes."

Of course it was a lie, Ma Sixun was just an ordinary friend he met in Ming'an City, not a true friend.

Ma Sixun was very happy when he heard it: "Then I will listen with all my ears."

Zhuan Zhuan picked up the flagon and poured wine for Ouyang Xia, and said with a smile: "This Fei Lao is really a strange person."

"Naturally." Ouyang Xia took the wine in his hand and thought to himself, without looking where he came from, can he not be versatile?

Zhou Zhengdong said: "A-Xia will tell me the source of this guitar and the strings, and I will write it directly in the travel notes."

Zhuan Wei immediately changed his face, and said displeasedly: "I was just about to say that I want to write? You can't write, I will write."

"Why? Each writes his own. If I talk first, I will write first."

Wei Chuan was extremely angry, and said, "How about we come to rock-paper-scissors?"

"Childish! Don't, I'll write it, and you can write it too. As for how to write it, it's up to you."

Ouyang Xia almost snorted: "I said you guys are not funny, it's just a travelogue, there's no need to be so exaggerated."

It's nothing more than boasting from one place to another, so there's no rush.

Fei's family is in Longzhou, where there are also many famous mountains, and there will be a lot of materials for the two of them.

Zhou Zhengdong looked up and saw Ouyang Xia's meaningful smile, he was a little stunned: "A Xia, what did you write?"

"I can write whatever I want." Taking out a piece of spicy pork ribs and putting it in his mouth, Ouyang Xia said, "You don't need to ask me, I have my own material to write about."

There are also standards for travel notes, especially the travel notes for the Taifu, which may end up on His Majesty's royal table, and the children of the rich and powerful can be said to be very attentive.

Wei Chuan said: "Then none of us will read it, and we will write our own, so as not to repeat."

"can!"

Zhou Zhengdong made a move and gave him a high five, with a bright smile on his face.

"Don't care about him, eat, eat, I'm starving to death." Ouyang Xia picked up a pot of spicy vegetables and poured some juice on the rice, mixed it and started to eat quietly.

His body can't hold alcohol enough, if he doesn't eat something, he will definitely get very drunk.

Aunt was not here, but no one made him hangover soup.

The group of them drank for two hours before leaving the restaurant and going back to the post house. Who would have thought that as soon as they entered the house, there was a heavy rain pouring down, and the cold wind hit the clothes, making people feel the chill and desolation of early winter.