Since the Duke had no idea when the "night" he had designated would arrive, and the concept of time in the old world had long been disrupted by the war, he had no choice but to call the Golden Mask to ask,
The golden mask in the Duke's left hand also didn't know.
Just tell Yi Chen that the time defined by the Duke himself will not be announced to anyone else, but there will be a clear reminder in the Chamber of Commerce area half an hour before the auction starts.
In this case, Yi Chen had nothing to do in the room, so he took Thirteen to the street to solve the problem of curiosity in advance.
I found the Candle Doll Shop again and saw the owner was packing things and clearing goods. A large number of Candle Dolls were involved in the process, carrying large and small bags and preparing to go to the Duke's Chamber of Commerce.
Yi Chen did not mention the lake, and directly stated that he wanted books related to candle puppets.
As a result, the other party didn't care about this kind of thing at all and took it out directly. According to the boss, every bookstore in Lantern City has similar books on candle doll crafts.
There are even special lantern festival schools, and countless young people want to become candle puppet makers, but very few can ultimately transform their knowledge into practical applications.
at the same time,
The boss naturally noticed the changes in the candle doll behind Yi Chen, but he was busy moving and did not ask any more questions.
Back to the Chamber of Commerce district,
Thirteen held the old book, which had been turned to the point of curling its edges, and read the contents with great interest.
Every page was filled with neat notes, and even included some speech drawings that the boss had made when he was young. This made Thirteen's comprehension speed more than twice as fast, and he could even use the notes to quickly break through some difficult points.
Of course, the most important point is,
After the dedicated education, the candle brain not only has a perfect consciousness, but also can build a memory palace with "Dian" as the center. And as a candle puppet, Thirteen's brain is originally superior among her peers, so it can bear such a word "Dian".
In terms of reading, although she has no eyes, she can rely on the fire in her skull to shine light from between her eye sockets to achieve visual feedback. When she reads, it is like two flashlights shining on the book, and it does not affect her reading even in a pitch-black environment.
The two did not hang around the Chamber of Commerce district for long.
Inflated balloons floated up in the streets, with huge golden banners attached to them. The liquid text on the banners even counted down.
At the same time, a large number of golden masked employees shouted in the streets, "The auction will start in half an hour. All guests who have obtained admission qualifications are requested to enter in turn."
At the same time, a man with a golden mask came to Yi Chen and led the high-quality customers into the venue through a special channel and walked along the stairs to the special private room on the top floor.
Not only will they not be affected by other bidders, but they will also be provided with food rations and private services throughout the process.
This made Yi Chen feel awkward. He didn't have much money, and when the auction was over, he would feel embarrassed to enjoy such high treatment but not buy anything.
The golden mask that was pouring the plum juice seemed to notice Yi Chen's discomfort, and said in a magnetic and friendly voice:
"Mr. William seems to have some misunderstandings. The service we provide to you has nothing to do with whether you consume or not. It only depends on your distinguished status. We are very happy that you can come here in person, so please don't have any psychological burden.
You could watch this auction as a reality show.”
"Thanks."
The golden mask also glanced at the candle puppet that was reading beside Yi Chen. The smiling expression on the mask changed, "Mr. William, have you given the candle puppet self-awareness?"
"Yes."
"You are able to transform the candle brain, so you obviously have quite advanced brain skills. If you are interested, we can discuss this knowledge in the future. I also have my own golden understanding of the brain."
"OK."
"I won't bother you any more."
As the Golden Mask left, Yi Chen turned his attention to the interior of the auction. The design was similar to that of an opera house, with the VIP rooms, atrium and lower floors all full.
The gold, silver and jewelry piled up on the central display stand have been cleared away, and the Duke has temporarily left.
Even though there were nearly 10,000 people participating, the entire place was silent. Even the sound of breathing was kept to a minimum to express respect for the Duke.
Time is up,
boom!
The top floor of the auction venue was smashed by some giant object, and a miniature castle fell directly down, smashing and replacing the original stand.
As the castle unfolded, the Duke himself was lying in it chewing food.
“Time flies by so fast, and it’s already evening when I lose focus for a moment.
Today's auction in the City of Lights Ingnash was the same as usual. It started with the auction of 30 selected items, followed by the forced auction.
I will randomly select ten lucky audience members, and you must produce items of sufficient quality and rarity for forced auction. If you fail to do so, you will be required to become slaves, and the right to use slavery for more than ten years will be auctioned off.
Let’s get started!
The first one…”
The Duke took out a steel fork-like toothpick, pulled out a large amount of twisted things from between his teeth, rolled them into a ball and held them in the palm of his hand.
"This is the remnant of the food I enjoyed during the dinner party in the City of Lights. The starting bid is one coin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a thousand people bid at the same time.
In an instant, the price was pushed up to 30,000 yuan, and then an old man with a face full of fish whiskers and a face that looked like a fish man directly offered 40,000 yuan to buy it.
Yi Chen frowned when seeing this scene, finding it difficult to understand.
Thirteen was still reading, not being disturbed at all.
Little Grape popped out half of its head, with a mouth growing out of its head. "The residue between teeth can be sold at such a high price? Are these people secretly in love with the Duke?"
Huang Pi, who had been quiet all this time, gave the answer between his retina.
≮This is not just ordinary tooth residue, but top-grade food stained with the Duke's saliva and gold tooth stains. It is rare to use this as the opening item for an auction, and the Duke is obviously in a good mood.
If you take it directly, there is a certain probability that the illusory "luck value" will be increased.
"Lucky?"
As a gentleman, Yi Chen also has the basic attribute of "luck", but the organization has been developing for more than 300 years and no one has ever made a breakthrough with luck, and even the matter of improving luck has never been heard of.
Now I know a way to increase my luck, but the cost is too high.
With the meatball being sold at a high price of 45,000, the prices of subsequent exhibits mostly ranged from 10,000 to 30,000. Although there were a few interesting items, in Yi Chen's eyes they were not worth spending a lot of money on.
With all thirty exhibits on display, Yi Chen's horizons were broadened. Through these items, he deepened his understanding of the old world. Huang Pi would occasionally pop up to explain the value of the items.
The Duke in the castle smiled excitedly, "Alright! Next is everyone's favorite forced auction, I will draw the prize directly."
The Duke reached into his body with his fat palm and pulled out ten stones with numbers on them.
The numbers correspond to the auctioneer's number.
Some of those who were drawn showed joy on their faces, because they had prepared auction items in advance and hoped to sell them at a good price. The most important thing was to be close to the Duke and get a touch of his aura, and they might even be valued by the Duke and become high-quality customers.
But there were also some viewers with ugly faces.
They had nothing worthy of being auctioned, which meant they would have to be auctioned off as slaves.
Just then,
The yellow leather in the gentleman's clothing room trembled, as if sensing something.
Yi Chen's eyes also caught a 'lucky guy' who was walking onto the stage.
"Skin slave? No... Why is this guy's skin so rotten?"