C493 A War Without Smoke

White-clothed scholar did not respond. A medium-sized man at the table beside Hong Chengwei said coldly, "Stop arguing. If you want to ask white-clothed scholar questions, as long as you can take out silver, you are afraid that you will not get the answer."

Although Hong Chengfeng was mighty, he seemed to be somewhat afraid of this man with ordinary appearance and short eyebrows. Perhaps it was because what he said made sense, he could not help but reach into his pocket to feel around.

White-clothed scholar did not care about how the crowd reacted. To him, it was just following the procedure step by step. Nothing would change unless it was the Siwu Inn's own innovative change.

Everyone knew that the highlight of the night was about to go on stage. The most important part of the auction was naturally the final piece of news.

However, the previous piece of news was already shocking enough. Everyone was still digesting it, and white-clothed scholar's voice sounded once again.

"The starting bid for this piece of news is one thousand gold taels. The highest bidder wins."

The crowd fell silent for a moment.

One thousand taels of gold was not a small sum. Nearly half of the people present were probably unable to take out this much gold.

A thousand gold taels, it was not much to say. Amongst the people present, more than half could still take it out. It was just that this was only the base price. Who knew that in the end, the deal would increase several times.

"Two thousand taels! I am the Hebei Hero Pan Feng, throw a brick to my friends to lure the jade." The voice was loud and clear, and the person was sitting next to Zhang Jingxuan and the others. He was dressed in bright clothes, and the hilt of a goose feather knife at his waist was embedded with five colored gems. It was quite the aura of a nouveau riche. And the traces of fierceness on his face seemed to be telling others... 'I'm not someone to be trifled with. '

However, those who were familiar with him did not even look him in the eye. Because they all knew that this fellow was just rushing out to show his name, afraid that others wouldn't recognize him.

As expected, someone immediately extinguished his limelight.

"Five thousand taels." One. A thin man dressed in ordinary clothes opened his mouth and immediately cut off the thoughts of many people. Fortunately, Hero Pan Feng was not afraid of people choking on his words, because he had already prepared for it.

Moreover, this person who opened his mouth did not have anything to say because he was the leader of Jiangning's Weaving Department, Tian Yifeng's younger brother, Tian Yi Club. The current Emperor was wearing a dragon robe produced by his family, so it was naturally not difficult for him to be rich and overbearing. It was just that he had also come today to participate in this sale. It was somewhat unexpected.

"8000 silver!"

However, just as Tian Yi Club's voice faded, a voice immediately rang out from the other corner.

Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and saw everything clearly. Because in such a crowded hall, that place actually seemed especially spacious. They saw a big fat man continuously wiping his sweat with a handkerchief. Looking at the embroidered robe he wore, the jade pendant at his waist glowed with a glossy green glow. It seemed that this treasure alone was expensive, but the fat man's five fingers were like little carrots. They were all wearing various kinds of rings, and there might be people willing to trade their lives for each of them. The handkerchief he used to wipe his face was dirty and dirty. Even Yang Shan's broken hat felt ashamed of himself.

He practically took up a table by himself. It was not because he was too fat, but because he had a mixed smell of rice, sweat, body odor, and even a strange perfume. When these few flavors were mixed together, it became an indescribable flavor. It made people want to cut off their noses after smelling it. Or they could only hope that they had never been to this place in their entire lives. If it wasn't for the fact that many people had come all the way here to ask for something, perhaps not even half of the people in Siwu Inn would be left.

This big fatty really didn't eat much.

The thing in front of him didn't move at all because he only tore off a piece of beef the size of grasshopper's leg. Then he dipped a drop of wine into his mouth with his chopsticks and sat there looking very satisfied. He had an intoxicated look on his face.

It seemed that no one knew who this big fatty was. However, seeing that his bid had increased by another 3,000 gold taels, no one dared to look down on him.

Being the center of attention, the big fatty seemed to be sweating even more. He wiped his sweat even more diligently. The people around him only felt that the taste had become a little stronger.

8,000 gold taels, this amount was enough to buy a brothel by the Qin Huai River. It was enough for a middle-class gang to use for a year, but in the mouth of the fatty, it felt like it was worth less than a sliver of beef sauce.

"10000 gold taels!" Hearing the voice, another person joined the competition.

The person who entered his line of sight was a thin man with two rat whiskers hanging on his lips. His pair of eyes seemed to be unable to keep up with anything, so he always seemed to avoid it. Moreover, his waist was not very straight.

Alright, it was too polite to say that. It was just that the weight of the word "ten thousand taels" added points to him. He bent his back, even though it was a little exaggerated to say that he was like a big shrimp. It was also a bit like a sickle bending. However, this kind of man who looked somewhat indecent and petty... Could he really take out ten thousand gold taels?

There were really a lot of unfamiliar faces today, and those fellows who had failed in the past did not want to get involved in the battle between them at all. They just sat there and watched a good show, and then wondered if they could get some leftovers from the victor in the end.

The city was silent for a moment because everyone was looking at that wretched man. They wanted to know if Siwu Inn would doubt the fact that this man couldn't bring out that much gold. Because such a thing had happened before.

At the second sale, Yan Dang Mountain's Blind Man Niu Shi Zhong called out the price. In the end, he was chased out. Because his eyes could not see, he forgot that he did not bring his wallet. However, Yang Shan, this Three Dog Egg, didn't even know how to notice this. Money transactions were not on credit, so this blind man almost broke the stick in his hand into several pieces.

However, after a moment of silence, there were no doubts or sending off the guests.

"One in ten thousand." How could the people from Jiangning Weaving admit defeat so easily? However, they could tell that they were businessmen and were rich. However, they were not willing to randomly increase the price.

"Fifteen thousand." The fat man's voice immediately sounded. It was as if he was deliberately making things difficult for Tian Yi Club. Moreover, the price increased by 4000 gold taels.

"Fifteen thousand gold taels." It was still that wretched man. He felt as if he had shouted out those words. Firstly, he had no confidence, and secondly, there was a kind of reluctance in his heart. This kind of emotion was finally expressed through his throat, causing his voice to tremble slowly and unwillingly.

"Twenty thousand."

Finally, a rookie joined this smokeless war.

And it was a woman.