Unexpectedly, Feng Xingying walked up to Sister Mei and, without saying a word, reached out and opened a bottle of Zui Hongchen.
Oh, she wanted to test the effect on the spot.
"We all know the effects of Zui Hongchen, so don't waste it. Just ten bottles..." After all, someone was reluctant and quickly stopped him.
It seemed that what Feng Xingying took belonged to them.
Unexpectedly, after Feng Xingying opened the bottle cap, he did not use it, but poured the bottle of Zui Hongchen on the ground.
The quantity of a bottle of Zuihongchen is very small, even less than that of the most exquisite bottle of wine. When a bottle was poured out, even the sound of running water was faint.
But just such a weak sound of running water has broken the hearts of many girls, young women, and grandmothers.
"That's Zui Hongchen, why are you so wasteful?"
"Are you crazy?"
"Guanshi Mei, what do you mean?"
The crowd was restless.
Feng Xingying seemed unaware, but still moved gracefully, reaching out to grab the second bottle.
The bottle opens and water flows.
Another bottle, useless.
There are more and more restless voices.
Some people even lost control and wanted to rush forward to stop them.
Feng Xingying's movements were still slow and slow, and the third bottle was still the same.
This time someone really rushed up, but with a look from Sister Mei, the guards of Jubao Pavilion stopped them.
Qin Shiyi also appeared silently behind Feng Xingying, ready to protect Feng Xingying closely at any time to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos to attack her.
Fourth bottle, pour.
She was not drunk in the mortal world, but heartbroken!
The fifth bottle.
"Leave one bottle for me?" Sister Mei said pitifully.
Feng Xingying raised his hand and threw it to Sister Mei: "I'll give it to you."
After saying that, Feng Xingying turned around and left without any nostalgia.
Give away, not sell.
As a shrewd and capable businessman, Sister Mei knows the difference very clearly.
After taking the bottle of Zuihongchen, she put it into her storage bag and began to explain with a smile on her face:
"As everyone knows, our Jubao Pavilion's auction items are divided into two categories. One type is our Jubao Pavilion's own items. Once the auction starts, there is no turning back. The other type is auctioned on behalf of customers. The ownership belongs to the customers. They can terminate the auction at any time. .
Sorry, the auction of the five bottles of Zuihongchen that opened this time was terminated by the customer. If you still want to take pictures of Zuihongchen, you can wait until the finale, when there will be five bottles of Zuihongchen.
It's just that the auction at that time is bound to be a fight, provided that the customer will not terminate the auction temporarily.
I felt relieved after having a bottle, thank you Xingying girl for the gift. Don’t even think about my things. I, Mei Shuying, am also a woman. "
Sister Mei’s witty explanation brought people’s thoughts back.
The things belong to Feng Xingying, she has to give them away anyway, she can be as willful as she wants, no one can control it!
Dare you talk nonsense? I was careful to offend her, so I ended up not selling the five bottles of Zui Hongchen! That would really make me cry to death.
Especially for those hidden aristocratic families with rich heritage. Their families are strong and naturally have no shortage of money. However, this kind of thing must be obtained. There are always some noble women in the family.
Some families have already regretted it. Is their mistress not as good as a mere queen? You really shouldn’t give Nangong Chu face.
It was all because of Nangong Chu, the troubled prince, that Zui Hongchen lost five bottles in vain.
Will Feng Xingying lose money if he pours five bottles of Zui Hongchen
Only a fool would think that.
If she didn't do this, after being disrupted by Nangong Chu, the total auction price of ten bottles of Zui Hongchen would be only a few hundred thousand silver, which would not exceed 300,000 yuan.
But now, the last five bottles have become the object of competition, and one bottle may cost more than 300,000.
There are always those people who are not short of money!