Six years later, the princess came back with three cubs

Chapter 57 Don't Act Like You've Never Seen The World

The men's topic shifted from the Lotus Sutra to how many days Jun Moyan can live, while the women were beating their chests and groaning over the starting price of 500 taels.

"I brought all the money I saved, but the result was still far from the starting price."

"I have saved the bottom of the box for several years, and I plan to make a dowry in the future. The total is 400 taels of silver. It seems that I am destined to have no fate with King Qin."

"Ah bah, you're not impatient, even if you take a picture of the Lotus Sutra, King Qin Jun won't take another look at you."

"That idiot Mu Ning is blessed. Not only did he have a good time with King Qin, but he also gave birth to three heirs who look like King Qin."

"Isn't it? This time King Qin was demoted and fined for the sake of those three children. I always knew that King Qin was domineering and protective, but he didn't want to pamper his heirs to such an extent that he dared to openly resist the decree. It's so handsome." Already!"

The whole Shuiyuntian fell out because of a "Lotus Sutra", but in a box on the left corner of the fourth floor, it was uniquely quiet.

Jiang Mubai and Jun Moyan sat on the left and right, and there were several plates of exquisite refreshments and tea on the white marble round table in the middle.

Jiang Mubai still couldn't leave his hand, wearing a moon white brocade robe, a jade belt around his waist, and jade sachets hanging on the left and right sides of his waist, his whole body was full of exaggeration.

"Mo Yan, don't say that I won't help you stand up, I have prepared 3000 taels of silver to help you raise the price today."

Jun Moyan pinched the teacup with his jade-like fingers, but he didn't drink it, he just played with it carelessly.

After being poisoned at the palace banquet at the age of 15, he never touched outside things again, and even in Prince Qin's mansion, he only ate meals and water prepared by Leng Jian.

Hearing Jiang Mubai's words, he glanced over mockingly, "It's just 3000 taels, you're ashamed to say, if you can't afford it, then don't play it, lest it make people laugh."

Jiang Mubai was inconceivable, "3000 taels is still too little, you really think that the Buddhist scriptures you just copied and played with to pass the time are some peerless masterpieces, if it wasn't for making the three little guys happy, 30 taels would be too much for me .”

Seeing that Jun Moyan didn't say a word, Jiang Mubai couldn't help hissing, "Then how much have you prepared, tell me, and let me learn a lot."

"Master Jiang, my master has prepared this number."

Leng Jian mysteriously raised a finger.

Jiang Mubai was taken aback, "1 taels?"

"No, it's one hundred thousand."

Jiang Mubai managed to take a sip of tea and stared at Jun Moyan, "Are you crazy?"

Jun Moyan gave him a slightly disgusted look, "You are also the richest man in Jiuzhou, don't act like you have never seen the world."

Jiang Mubai pointed to his nose, "I haven't seen the world? No, you've been stuck at home for a long time and your mind is confused. Do you know the concept of 10 taels?"

Jun Moyan didn't take it seriously, "Oh, is there a lot?"

"It's more than a lot. You are such a delicate prince who doesn't know the sufferings of the world. Besides, as for a broken scripture book, no one picked it up when it was thrown on the street. If I hadn't found someone to make a fortune in the past two days, let alone 500 taels. Even if no one wants five hundred wen, do you have no points in your heart?"

"My money, spend it as I like."

"If you think you have too much money to spend, you can give it to me."

"When you go to bed at night, put your pillow up a little higher, and you will have everything in your dreams."

"..."

While the two were bickering back and forth, the auction outside had already started, and the bidding sounds kept coming and going.

"Five hundred and five."

"Five hundred and eight."

"Six hundred and six."

"Eight hundred."

In the box in the center of the third floor, Mu Ning was also watching this highly anticipated auction with his three children.

"Block A on the second floor, Manyuanchun on the third floor, Jinzhangchun on the third floor, and Block C on the second floor..."

Mu Yanxi listened to all directions and carefully observed every buyer who bid. Mu Yanli was responsible for recording the buyer's information with pen and paper.

These are all their potential guests.

Mu Yanxi nestled lazily in Mu Ning's arms, eating melon and fruit tea while watching a play, leisurely and comfortable.

"I can't eat it, you've already eaten three yuan."

Seeing her daughter picking up another piece of rose cake and about to put it in her mouth, Mu Ning stopped her with sharp eyes and hands.

Mu Yanxi wrinkled her egg-like face in dissatisfaction, and said softly, "Mother, I'll eat the last piece."

Mu Ning picked up the teacup on the round table, "Then drink some water first."

"Oh."

Mu Yanxi held Mu Ning's hand and took a sip from the teacup.

"Drink more."

Mu Yanxi had no choice but to continue drinking until she drank the entire glass of water into her stomach.

"belch."

Facing her daughter's resentful eyes, Mu Ning smiled and held the rose cake and fed it to her mouth, "Do you still want to eat it?"

Mu Yanxi turned her head away in annoyance, "I'm full of water."

Mu Ning couldn't help laughing, and opened his mouth to eat the rose cake.

After eating, Mu Ning fed his two sons some more.

At this time, the price of the "Lotus Sutra" has been raised to 800 taels. As the price has risen, the calls for bidding have gradually decreased, and the speed of bidding has also slowed down. From the beginning, the interval was one breath, and now the interval is almost three. Four breaths.

Obviously, this price has exceeded the psychological expectations of the vast majority of buyers, so asking prices began to hesitate and become cautious.

After about a cup of tea, the price exceeded 2000 taels, and there were very few bidders.

Just when everyone thought that the price had almost reached the peak, someone suddenly shouted in the leftmost room on the fourth floor:
"3000 taels!"

This asking price shocked the entire Shuiyuntian, and immediately the audience was in an uproar.

"Hey, who is so rich and powerful? He actually added 900 taels directly."

"From the sound, it seems to be Mr. Jiang?"

As soon as they heard the words Mr. Jiang, everyone's expressions changed from astonishment to understanding.

The Jiang family is one of the richest men in the four countries of Jiuzhou, with a mere 3000 taels, but a drop in the bucket.

Just when everyone thought that 3000 taels was the peak and that the "Lotus Sutra" was going to fall into Jiang Mubai's hands, another bid was made for the rightmost box on the fourth floor.

"10 million taels."

The entire Shuiyuntian fell into an eerie silence.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

It exploded as if cold water dripped into a frying pan, almost toppling Shui Yuntian's roof.

"10 taels?! God, did I hear correctly?"

"Is this a joke?"

"Is this man crazy?"

The Zihao pen in Mu Yanli's hand was startled, and he didn't bother to pick it up. He squeezed to the window with Mu Yanxi, poked his head out to look at the rightmost box on the fourth floor.

Almost at the same time, everyone in Shuiyuntian, like the two brothers, raised their necks and looked at the rightmost box on the fourth floor.

They all want to see who this 10 tael taker is.

Even the master of ceremonies was stunned, with his mouth open for a long time without any response.

"Should no one offer a higher price than 10 taels?"

(End of this chapter)