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Chapter 400 The love of this life, the actor is like a thousand (23)

An Du couldn't explain clearly, after all, she had heard others say it.

Hearing this, Shen Lian didn't say anything, but turned his attention to the auction stage.

Time passed quickly, and it was time for the auction in a blink of an eye.

At first, Shen Lian concentrated on watching two or three games, but after he found that those things were not interesting, he began to feel a little bored.

[Miss, the auxiliary mission is here! 】

At this time, the rice bucket suddenly said a word, like thunder on the ground, and Shen Lian was so frightened that he wanted to raise his 800-meter machete to kill it.

——People scare people, scare people to death, understand?

[Miss, I'm not human. 】

Shen Lian: ...

He always felt that this sounded ambiguous, but he couldn't refute it. After all, what the rice bucket said was right, it was not a person, but a bucket.

——What are auxiliary tasks?
[emmmm... this auxiliary mission is a bit weird. 】The rice bucket looked at the message on the backstage screen, and said: 【At all costs, take a photo of that Japanese samurai sword. 】

Shen Lian:? ? ?

- What the hell?there is none left?
The rice bucket also felt that this auxiliary task was too simple, it confirmed it again and again, and finally affirmed: [No more. 】

So, for the next period of time, Shen Lian was thinking about that Japanese samurai sword in his heart. Its value can occupy an auxiliary task, and there must be something tricky behind it.

On the stage is the auction commentary with tongue-in-cheek lotus flowers, and the audience is fierce competition. Time flies, and the last auction will be reached in the blink of an eye.

The auctioneer said excitedly: "Next, what we are about to auction is the samurai sword passed down from generation to generation by the No. [-] Yinshu family in Japan!"

"The starting price is 10 silver dollars, and each auction must not be less than 1 silver dollars!"

In this era, a piece of ocean is roughly equal to 400 yuan, and 10 yuan of ocean is worth 4000 million yuan.

Such a huge amount of money is not something that ordinary people can afford. Even the well-known wealthy businessmen and tycoons present here cannot easily come up with this amount of money.

What's more, this Dongying samurai sword is useless for them, and there is no need to spend such a waste of money.

So, after the audience was silent, a deep voice suddenly sounded, and he raised the bidding sign in his hand.

"10 silver dollars."

As the words fell, there were gasps in the audience.

Shen Lian looked along the source of the sound, and found that the person who just bid was sitting not far above his left hand.

He was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see his real face clearly, but his sitting posture was out of tune with the people around him, and he looked a bit like a Japanese.

At this moment, Shen Lian had a guess in his mind, perhaps this person came from the No. [-] Yinshu family in Japan.

He slightly curled the corners of his lips, and slowly raised the sign in his hand when the auctioneer asked whether there were no bids for the third time.

"An additional 1 silver dollars."

Hearing that, the man immediately fixed his eyes on Shen Lian through the crowd, "Add another 1 silver dollars!"

"Continue to follow."

"..."

other people:"……"

When did a samurai sword become so attractive?
The man wanted to continue to follow, but was stopped by his companions. He shook his head and said in a low voice in awkward Chinese: "Don't follow, let him take pictures. When he gets it, we will quietly kill him, and then take the samurai to death." Take the knife back."

After the auctioneer on the stage passed three authentications, no one bid again, so he said loudly, "Congratulations to this gentleman, for getting this Japanese katana sword at a price of 13 silver dollars!"

(End of this chapter)