"Is there any difference between buying things and selling things?" An Yang deliberately had nothing to say, his eyes kept fixed on the towering white tender flesh of other chicks. All men are lustful, and want you to stand next to a luo-shaped girl, you There are so many eyes without a peek, is it possible
Who will believe it
Su Su is relatively conservative and would definitely not dress like this and dangle in front of An Yang. Although Lingli is courageous, An Yang does not want to eat her tofu from the little girl's family.
Besides, people dress like this to attract customers. If the auction house has more customers, there will be more competition. As the competition increases, their auction house's revenue will be larger. If you want to see it clearly, if you don’t watch it, it’s not. Silly
"Look at it!" Seeing An Yang staring at her big breasts, Su Su angrily stepped on his foot.
"Ahem, everyone has the right to pursue beauty." An Yang whispered.
"What are you talking about?" Su Su squinted.
Timo interrupted, "The boss said, everyone has the right to pursue beauty."
"What! Do you dare to say that! Dislike me?"
An Yang's face was green, and Timo would always be unhelpful when he was okay.
The passers-by slipped in early, leaving An Yang and his party entangled here.
"Hello, do you need to auction things or send them for auction? There are still people waiting behind, so please make trouble sooner?" Miss Yingbin said politely, and An Yang turned around and found that he didn't know when there were seven or eight more items behind him. The big guy who pulls his feet and looks at the explosive girl in front of him with unanimous eyes, is obviously attracted by her movable type sign.
"I'm selling things, and by the way, I'll see what I can buy." In order not to be embarrassed by the foot-scraping man at the back, watching the big breasts up close, An Yang said awe-inspiringly.
"It turns out that this is the case. Some guests, please come with me." Miss Yingbin took An Yang and the others in, and another handsome welcoming guy came out, replacing Miss Yingbin who stood guard.
The uncles behind An Yang wanted to cry without tears, we just wanted to see the big breasts! is that really so difficult! !
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"Mr. May I have anything to send to our Picheng auction main office?" Miss Yingbin took An Yang to a living room. The furnishings inside were very concise, but very clean, giving people a very comfortable feeling. An Yang They were sitting on the sofa by the side, and the lady welcoming guests consciously poured tea.
"I want to ask, how much is this worth—" An Yang mysteriously took the Qingyu bow from the cloth bag. As soon as the Qingyu bow appeared, it burst out with a blue light, flooding the entire room.
"This is—" Miss Yingbin saw that the bow was gorgeous, and the power contained in it made her feel good for a layman, but she did not recognize this bow, so she did not dare to neglect it at the moment. "The little girl has clumsy eyes and can't identify valuables. I hope you will wait for a while. I will ask our appraiser to take a look." Come on, the big breasted girl ran out in a hurry, and An Yang found that his hips are also pretty Alice.
"Do you think she has good points all over?" Su Su sighed, but An Yang, who knew her, knew that Su Su was angry.
No girl will tolerate her boyfriend's almost sticking his eyes to other people's faces. Damn, isn't the old lady not enough for you to see, dare to look at others.
"Yes." An Yang still said something like a ghost, and it was too late to react. A jade hand clung to his ear, "You say it again!!"
"No, no, no, it's better than our family, Susu, who is round and big, and quite and upright." An Yang hurriedly flattered.
"You haven't seen me, how do you know?" Su Su Mei glanced broadly.
"Thinking about it, isn't it because there has been no chance—" An Yang explained honestly.
"You!" Seeing Timor Lingli were all by Su Su, An Yang was so bold and said it out. When she was angry, Shuang Xia also flew two blushes, and the whole person became even more pretty.
Timo looked at the sky with Lingli.
"Good blue god," Lingli said.
"Yeah, I have never seen such a blue sky."
"Can you two fake it a bit more? The ceiling is on the top, and your sister Lan—" An Yang twitched at the corner of his mouth.
At this time, the door of the drawing room was pushed open, and the girl with big breasts still came in first. This time An Yang learned his lesson and didn't dare to look at her chest.
Hey, don't say anything, her legs seem to be quite thin, "Ah, it hurts." An Yang felt a cold in her ears and quickly retracted her gaze.
After the big breasted girl came in, she did not walk directly to An Yang, but stood by the door, respectfully watching the person who was about to come in.
An Yang and the others also cast their gazes and found an old man who came in, dressed very vigorously, but his white beard and hair betrayed him.
"Mir appraiser, please appraise the bow in this guest's hand." The big breasted girl said respectfully to the old man. Obviously, this old man's status in the auction house is not low, otherwise they are so big. The chest, the career line is so stalwart, it must be a good mess. There is only one explanation for how to bend an old man. This old man is better than her.
This is called Mill, the chief appraiser of the auction house. When he was young, he also traveled north and south and saw many markets. With the help of extensive books, he was very clear and understanding of many things.
After he saw the bow An Yang placed on the table, his muddy eyes suddenly lit up, and he walked forward tremblingly, slowly.
It seems that he is also quite old.
"Be careful." The big-breasted girl helped Mir sit on the sofa next to An Yang. Mir couldn't wait to reach out and pick up the whisper. The calloused hand gently stroked the bow, and looked at it again. , Took it again, and finally sighed, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be an ancient whisper, which is the last whisper, isn't it a young man?" Mill looked at An Yang.
"You can see this? It's really awesome." An Yang was slightly surprised. After all, this whisper is certainly not unfamiliar to him. I see it every day in the game, but for the people of Valoran mainland, it is so light. The language is Varoran's first generation god, Eminem's weapon, which has become a mythical existence so far, let alone someone has seen it. It seems that this Mir is indeed very knowledgeable.
"Haha." Mill smiled faintly and asked again, "Are you using this bow for auction? In our leather city auction collection, we never ask about the origin of things, so don't worry about that. And this light-spoken bow, My conservative estimate is about 100w gold coins."
100w gold coins, according to the price, are equivalent to one hundred million currency in the Anyangna world-an antique with a one hundred million currency is considered top in the Anyangna world, and this whisper is obviously worth about this price.
But An Yang did not sell it with a whisper, he just wanted to see how much it was worth, "Sorry, I just asked you to estimate the price, not to sell."
"You!" The old man didn't say a word. The big-breasted girl on the side was anxious.
After all, Mir is their chief appraiser, and his status is very high. The boy in front of him dared to speak to Mir in this way, and he was bold and reckless.
But Mill waved his hand to stop the big breasted girl, and said lightly, "If I have this kind of baby, I won't sell it, don't blame him, we are an auction house, and it is not stipulated that the things we bring out must be sold. I think that I can still see ancient artifacts whisper in this life, this appraisal value is worth, even if I look at it, I am satisfied." Mill slowly got up and prepared to leave.
An Yang stopped him.
"Wait, old man, I don't sell it softly, but I think you shouldn't come for nothing this time. Please help to see how this thing is. It's not worth the money." An Yang took out a small porcelain bottle from the cloth bag. , Put it on the table.
"Oh? What's this time?"
"Just look at it." An Yang smiled.
With the help of the big breasted girl, Mir sat back again, took the small porcelain bottle on the table, gently peeled off the cap, and a bloody smell came. Mir glanced into the bottle and poured a little bit on his finger. Up, the fingers quickly became red.
Mill put his finger in his mouth and sucked, his body shook, "This—this is dragon blood?!"
He tasted it for a while, then shook his head, "It's not dragon blood, it's half-dragon blood. At first, it scared me. If it's dragon blood, then this vial is priceless. Something."
Dragon, the most powerful existence on the continent of Valoran, according to legend, if it is a real dragon's blood, even a drop of it can prolong life and stimulate the human body's potential. And like this bottle, I am afraid that it has really reached a sky-high price. .
No matter how good the equipment is, no matter how sophisticated it is, it is only equipment, things that can improve oneself are the most precious.
It's a pity that the bottle in An Yang's hand is the blood of a half-dragon body. The difference between the half-dragon and the dragon is only one word.
"Although this bottle of half-dragon blood is precious, it is not a treasure. After all, your quantity is too small, and the effect of one bottle is obviously not significant enough. Such a bottle is probably around 5,000 gold coins." Mill is a veteran. The appraiser of is similar to Sarah’s initial valuation.
A bottle of 5,000 gold coins is already a very large number.
Originally thought An Yang would pat his butt and leave, but he suddenly took out more than a hundred bottles and cans from the cloth bag and placed them on the table, looking at Mir triumphantly, "I have a total of 109 bottles here. Even if the nine extra bottles are a handling fee for you, I know, don’t the auction houses generally charge a handling fee for the items sent for auction? The remaining one hundred bottles, you can help me to auction them."
"This—all half-dragon blood?" Mill looked at An Yang in disbelief, and then at the pile of bottles and cans on the table.
If one bottle is not very valuable, then so many bottles together are worth much.
To be the simplest example, many merchants are doing what card collecting activities have prizes. For example, cards from 1 to 10 will be sent to Africa when they are collected. It is not possible to go to Malaysia, but there are 1-9 of them. If you have them all, then the value of the tenth card is high, and you might buy it for a big price.
And this half-dragon blood is also the same reason. One bottle has very little effect, but a hundred bottles has a big effect. Even to put it in an exaggeration, more than one hundred bottles of dragon blood can be taken at the same time, and it can even create a level of more than 20. Samurai come.
In Valoran Continent, warriors above level 20 are very elites. After all, as ordinary people, the power contained in level 20 is very domineering, and can even be domineering.
"If there are so many, my personal suggestion is not only to sell, but to sell one set directly, that is to say, sell one hundred bottles at a time." This is the suggestion given by Mill, but also to maximize the benefits.
Faced with what such a senior figure said, of course An Yang nodded in agreement.
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