The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 54
In Buddhism, the hair, bones, and ashes left by monks after death are called relics.For the protection of others, but a person with a clear conscience does not need the protection of gods.

Cen Mu sneered, watching this relic being auctioned off by a third-rank official at a high price.Cen Mu raised his hand and called Shu Jia to come over, "Go and check, a third-rank official can give out so much money, I want to see how many shops there are in his house, and the account is more than that in my building!"

According to the rules of Ciyu Pavilion, no credit is accepted.

Since the transaction was successful, he must have brought so much money for so long.He is almost clear about the accounts of various shops in the capital, and there are not many who can take out a few thousand taels with him. Even Cen Muwanshou Wujianglou has to think about it.

The two most profitable places in the capital, the first belongs to the Ciyu Pavilion, and the price is too high.The second is the Wanshou Wujiang Building, where there are more people and more money, there is nothing wrong with it.

Several things were sold in a row, except for a few merchants, and several officials who sold were all recorded by Cen Mu.

And they are all familiar faces visiting Wanshou Wujiang Building, which is interesting.

The last herb, it is rumored that it can cure all diseases, it can be said to be a panacea!
Cen Mu rolled his eyes, the general panacea is blown out, to create a business atmosphere, and then earn it.

Cen Mu glanced at it in disgust, and then wanted to slap himself.

Day, isn't this the grass that the old man in Kunlun Mountain planted?Who is so wicked!

But it can be said to be a panacea when placed in others.The starting price was very high, and most people thought this grass was a lie, so Cen Mu didn't think much about buying it.

He is a fool with a lot of money, and he deserves to be His Royal Highness Ning Wang, who is famous all over the world.

This was the evaluation given to him by most of the people present after Cen Mu bought the grass.

"Heh, fame? If this king cared, he wouldn't have a 'big temperament change' at the age of 12." Cen Mu didn't think so, and asked Shu Jia to bring the things up.

Things have been a few years old, and it feels like they were dug out of a tomb.Cen Mu didn't think much about it, and asked Shu Jia to keep it safe, so that he could save his life in case of an accident.

"This is the last auction item today. The price is not high, and it is of little value. But the reason why the arrangement is too last is because our Pavilion Master likes this fan!" The black folding fan is a little small, like a dancing fan used by women.

Cen Mu's heart jumped wildly with excitement, as long as he bought this fan, he could leave directly.

Delicious.

"The starting price is 100 taels of silver." The steward tapped the hammer.

"One hundred and one taels." A lazy voice floated out of Cen Mu's mouth.

One hundred and one taels?Adding a tael of silver can only be done by His Royal Highness Ning Wang.

Cen Mu giggled from the window and said, "I'm sorry, I just spent all the money I bought on grass. I like this fan, so please give it to me."

His Royal Highness King Ning opened this golden mouth, and there is nothing that does not follow his wishes.Moreover, the emperor only has such a son, and there are fifteen princesses supporting him, who would touch this bad luck to mess with this little devil.

When the manager heard it, no one must have raised the price, and his face was calm, and he was not disappointed because he didn't make any money.

"One hundred and one two, one hundred and one two."

The smile on Cen Mu's face became wider and wider, and his mouth almost reached his ears.

I won't play with you guys, bye bye.

What an easy task.

"200 taels."

The cold voice made Cen Mu's smile froze on his face.

Shen Yue, you are fucking sick, right?

(End of this chapter)