Xiaoman had never felt that someone's voice was so beautiful. She wished she could become a voice control in an instant, but this voice was somewhat familiar.
Looking towards the source of the voice, she saw it was Master Qin Cheng, the leader of the four great young masters of Jiangnan who had just testified for her. He saw Xiaoman looking at him.
He also gave Xiaoman a smile that he thought was charming: "What's wrong, Miss Chen? Do you think my voice is very pleasant? Or do you think I shouldn't ask you to compete for a pot of flowers?"
Xiaoman shook her head: "No, I'm just curious. You have a nice voice and look decent, but why are you so shameless?"
Qin Cheng was speechless for a moment, and he reached out and touched his cheek: "It's not thick."
Xiaoman rolled her eyes, obviously not wanting to have anything to do with this man in the car. To be honest, in ancient times, she had never seen a man with such a thick skin.
They are usually modest gentlemen, like Mu Yexiao. Even if he is very cold to others, he doesn't give people the impression of being thick-skinned. Of course, Mu Yexiao's thick-skinnedness was given to Qian Jiujiu.
That's why Xiaoman had this illusion. The auctioneer below was asking for the second time: "Is there anyone else bidding? If not..."
"300 taels."
This time it was Xiaoman who called out the price, and then he said, "380 taels."
Qin Cheng was the one who called the price. At first he was planning to help Xiaoman solve the awkward situation with the numbers, but now he suddenly found Xiaoman very interesting and wanted to get to know him.
The servant looked at his young master in confusion: "Young master, if you argue with Miss Chen like this, will Miss Chen be angry with you? Look, she is rolling her eyes at you!"
"Come to think of it, I've never seen such a lady from a noble family. She rolls her eyes really well."
When Qin Cheng heard the words from the servant beside him, he immediately laughed without caring about his image, making everyone a little confused. Is he so happy just because he lowered the price than others
Qian Jiujiu and Mu Yexiao also looked at each other in bewilderment. Is there something wrong with Qin Cheng's brain? Xiaoman was also very angry. Why did he have to say 380 when there were no other prices to say? Was he mocking her
Looking at Qin Cheng: "What are you laughing at?"
Qin Cheng then stopped talking: "Ms. Chen, please don't misunderstand me. Although I am laughing at you, I don't mean anything else."
Xiaoman's eyes widened, and she suddenly felt like she wanted to tear this person into pieces. She slammed the table and said, "What are you laughing at? Do you think I'm funny?"
Qin Cheng shook his head and said, "That's not the case. It's my servant's fault. He said you rolled your eyes very well. That's why I couldn't help laughing."
Xiaoman was almost angry to death, looking at the pot of Buddha's hand flower: "One thousand taels."
She decided to ignore this man named Qin Cheng to avoid being pissed off. She snorted coldly and directly called out the price. Who knew what would happen after she called it out
Then he heard Qin Cheng also bid: "One thousand and one taels."
Isn't this clearly against her? He continued to bid: "One thousand and one hundred taels."
"One thousand one hundred and one taels."
"One thousand two hundred taels."
"One thousand two hundred and one taels."
Xiaoman now realized that this guy was deliberately going against her by increasing the price by one or two taels each time. She snorted coldly, thinking that the value of this pot of flowers was not that good at all.
But it was okay to cheat that person a little bit, so Xiaoman gave the final price: "Two thousand two hundred and forty-nine taels."
As expected, Qin Cheng spoke without even thinking: "Two thousand two hundred and fifty taels."
Xiaoman curled her lips and said, "You win, the flower is yours."
After he finished speaking, he sat down, thinking angrily in his heart: "You are an idiot, plus your servant, that's two idiots, two thousand two hundred and fifty taels is just right."
Qian Jiujiu raised an eyebrow: "You said everything that was in your mind."
Xiaoman was speechless and glared at Qian Jiujiu. "Can you pretend you didn't hear it? I'm so tired of having such a sister!"
The auctioneer called out three times in succession: "Are there any more bids?"
Of course the answer was no, so he rang the gong: "Congratulations, Mr. Qin, this pot of Buddha's hand flower is yours."
Qin Cheng spoke up: "Send it to Miss Chen. I am using this pot of flowers to apologize to Miss Chen. I was rude just now. Please forgive me, Miss Chen."
Xiaoman was stunned, but Qianjiujiu laughed: "It really is two 250, one for you and one for him."
Hearing Qian Jiujiu's words, Xiaoman said that she was really tired. She glared at Qian Jiujiu, then looked at Qin Cheng: "Mr. Qin, you are too polite. I will buy the things I like myself."
"Besides, you can't accept gifts without merit. Although you laughed just now, you also explained that you were making fun of your servant, so this pot of flowers should be given to your servant."
Qin Cheng did not expect this result. He stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say for a moment. The auction house below did not know who to give the flowers to.
In the end, it was Young Master Jiang who made the decision and sent the flowers to Qin Cheng's private room. The flowers below began to be auctioned again. Qian Jiujiu glanced at Mu Yexiao.
Mu Yexiao knew what Qian Jiujiu was thinking, and he immediately opened his mouth to bid: "50 taels."
When everyone heard this, they immediately looked over there. Did the person in this private room have too much money and had no place to put it? For a moment, everyone dared not continue to bid.
Just like that, Mu Yexiao bought the flower pot that was originally worth 100 taels for 50 taels. Then he bought the second pot: "100 taels."
The third basin: 100 taels.
For each of the following pots, Mu Yexiao would start bidding. Some flowers were fought over for a while, but others were bought directly and were the last to be bought.
Almost all the flowers were contracted by Mu Yexiao alone. The auctioneer touched the sweat on his forehead with some embarrassment. This was the first time in so many flower competitions.
This was the first time such a situation happened. I looked at Young Master Jiang cautiously, but he had no expression on his face. I thought so, since I had given him the money anyway.
I have a lot of money, so what if I can buy all the flowers! As long as I have money, everyone can compete. The auctioneer struck the gong again: "Now we start the auction, the first thirty flowers."
"This is the 30th ranked yellow tulip..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard Mu Yexiao say, "500 taels."
Auctioneer: …
I didn't know what to say except being speechless. This guy was really a wealthy man. I took a deep breath and looked at everyone: "Anyone else continue to bid?"
Everyone was silent. Looking at this person's plan, they knew that he had a lot of money and was very wealthy. To compete with such a person, they would just raise the price even higher.
So that the auction can make more money, of course, the government also has a commission. If it is really just a rich and stupid foreign merchant, the prefect will definitely ask someone to argue.
He wanted to raise the price, but the prefect knew Mu Yexiao's identity, so he dared not do so. He could only watch Mu Yexiao pocket the flowers one pot at a time.
If Prince Bingjian likes flowers so much, why hold an auction? Just leave all the flowers to him. Soon, almost all the flowers were sold out.
Except for the ordinary flowers at the beginning, the others were in Mu Yexiao's hands. He arranged for someone to deliver them to the inn, and Mu Yexiao naturally paid for them.
Qian Jiujiu pouted, looking unhappy. Mu Yexiao looked at Qian Jiujiu curiously: "What's wrong with you?"
Qian Jiujiu snorted, "I'm being naughty! I'm not happy. We agreed that not a single pot would be left. All of them were for me to practice flower arrangement, but that pot of Buddha's hand flower is gone."
"Let me tell you, I suddenly want to eat Buddha's hand flowers."
Mu Yexiao was silent. Doesn't this mean that she must get this pot of Buddha's hand flower? She didn't say it just now. If she had said it, she could still fight for it. What should she do now
Glancing at Xiaoman next to him, Mu Yexiao's eyes lit up instantly: "Xiaoman, are you and your sister as close as sisters?"
Xiaoman knew what Mu Yexiao was up to with just a little thought: "As close as sisters? Who are you? I don't know you, don't call me that."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Mu Yexiao with a look of being struck by lightning in the wind! Qian Jiujiu glanced at Mu Yexiao and Xiaoman in silence.
She coughed twice and said, "Is it so difficult? Just find a maid to go. Qingye, go and buy the pot of Buddha's hand flower. By the way, when the time comes, just say you are Xiaoman's maid."
"I'm sure Master Qin won't make things difficult for you."
The corner of Qing Ye's mouth twitched. Is it really okay to trick Miss Xiaoman like this? But who made this the order of their princess? Miss Xiaoman, I'm so sorry!
"I understand. Madam, don't worry. I will definitely bring the Buddha's Hand Flower back."
After saying that, he went to find Master Qin, while Mu Yexiao and Qian Jiujiu went to find Xiaoman. Of course, Wanyin and others were also there, preparing to go back to the inn.
When he walked to the front, he saw Siqi waiting there. Qian Jiujiu looked at Siqi with some surprise: "Where is your young lady? Where did she go?"
Siqi thought that Miss Qian Jiujiu was angry, and immediately replied: "Madam, Miss said she wanted to see how the prefect tried the case."
Qian Jiujiu understood as soon as she heard this, it turned out that she was just there to watch the fun! Seeing Qian Jiujiu not speaking, Siqi was very worried and struggled for a long time before speaking.
"Madam, how about I go to Young Master Qin and buy the flowers back?"
Qian Jiujiu raised an eyebrow and glanced at Siqi: "No need, go and serve your young lady."
Siqi turned and left. Qian Jiujiu looked at Siqi's back and raised an eyebrow: "This girl is really loyal to Xiaoman."
Mu Yexiao laughed: "If I hadn't been loyal to Xiaoman, I would have been destroyed by you. Speaking of which, the prefect's place must be very lively. Do you want to join in the fun?"
Qian Jiujiu shook his head: "What's so interesting about someone's son returning to his ancestral home? Let's not go. Let's go back to the inn first and see if Nannanbeibei is having a good time today."