Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Lin Wanwan fell asleep while watching, and when she woke up again, it was time for lunch. After lunch, Xiao Sun took them into the auction house.

The main entrance of the auction house is tall and majestic, made of thick sandalwood, with intricate and exquisite auspicious animal patterns carved on the surface. The Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise are faintly visible among the cloud patterns.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see a golden Pixiu. This Pixiu is about ten feet tall and made of pure gold. Lin Wanwan's saliva is about to flow again.

The toffee made a "squeaking" sound, and the weasel next to it was also looking at it curiously.

Milk tea gurgled, "Gold, take it away, take it away..."

Lin Wanwan glared at it and said:

"This belongs to someone else's auction house, you can take it away if you want!

Could you please keep quiet? Otherwise people will think we are robbers."

Milk tea just shut up...

Xiao Sun took them directly upstairs to the auction house. There were pillars everywhere in the hall, and the pillars were painted with flowers, birds, fish and insects with gold powder. The colors were bright and lifelike.

On the huge screen wall in front, there is an inlaid "Treasure Map" made up of various gems, including pearls, agates, jade, amber, etc., which sparkle with colorful light under the light.

Lin Wanwan's eyes were full of light. The ancient auction houses were so awesome.

In the Duobao Pavilion by the wall, various small and exquisite antique ornaments are displayed, including exquisite jade carvings, ancient bronzes, and uniquely shaped porcelains.

In the corner of the room, there is a low couch covered with a soft quilt and pillows for people to rest.

The windows of the private rooms are framed with carved wooden lattices and inlaid with translucent colored glaze.

Through the glazed windows, one can have a panoramic view of the scene in the auction hall downstairs, while ensuring privacy indoors.

At this time, the auction hall was brightly lit and bustling with people. The shop assistants downstairs were busy moving around, making final preparations for the upcoming auction.

Xiao Sun's lips curled up as he said with a smile, "We arrived quite early today, so they are still busy making preparations."

After saying that, he raised his hand and said:

"Are you looking at the row of tiny brass buttons on the edge of this table? Each button has a different word engraved on it.

The first one is engraved with the word "拍" (bid). If you like an item, please place a bid and call the number.

Just gently press the copper button with the word "拍" on it, and the deacon at the auction table will hear the bell and immediately know that someone in our private room is interested in bidding.

As for the second copper button engraved with the word "Tea", if you feel thirsty and want to add more tea, just press it and a servant will come to serve you immediately.

The other brass buttons also have their uses. The one with the word 'food' engraved on it is used to serve food. Press whatever you want."

This is quite convenient. The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated.

Xiao Sun added, "By the way, the afternoon is long. I'll have someone prepare some refreshments for everyone so you can while away the time comfortably."

He called the servant waiting outside the door and gave him detailed instructions:

"Go, have the kitchen prepare a table of exquisite refreshments.

To make the rose shortbread, use the best rose petals to make the filling, and the dough must be crispy and multi-layered.

Make some lotus cakes and mung bean cakes, and for tea, choose this year's new tribute Biluochun."

Xiao Sun also walked out and said, "You guys can take whatever pictures you want. I'm going to go chat with some old guys."

"Okay." Mrs. Bai was quite satisfied with Xiao Sun's service.

Soon the tea and snacks were served, along with a small clay pot filled with carefully cooked rice soup.

This rice soup is made with seasonal new rice, which has a rich rice aroma and is cooked to a moderate thickness, with a thick layer of rice oil floating on the surface.

This is prepared for Lin Wanwan, a cup of hawthorn apple drink.

The sweet and sour taste of hawthorn and the freshness of apple blend perfectly, the color is an attractive light pink and it is still steaming.

Lin Wanwan swallowed her saliva, and Mrs. Bai fed her a few mouthfuls with a spoon. The sour and sweet taste was really good.

Lin Wanwan drank it straight away. Master Bai drank Biluochun and said, "Good tea! This tea is really good. It's like heaven and earth!"

Life here is so luxurious, but the people outside are living a life worse than death. Liu Xiang sighed and said, "Isn't it? What can we do?"

Master Bai looked at him and said, "Let's talk about it when we get to Bianjing! Why think so much now? We can barely protect ourselves."

Although they seem to have a lot of food, it is still difficult to feed more than 3000 people.

Madam Bai took a sip of tea and said:

"What we can do now is to make more money, and when we get to Bian Jing, we can see if we can help the victims more while ensuring our own safety.

As for the rest, don't think too much about it. The court is currently facing internal and external troubles, and there's not much we can do."

Liu Xiang had to agree with this, as it was indeed the case now.

Chouchou slowly fed Lin Wanwan with a small bowl. Madam Bai coughed and said, "Chouchou, stop feeding me. If you feed me so much, I won't be able to finish my dinner."

Chouchou pursed his lips and took out a handkerchief to wipe Lin Wanwan's mouth.

Liu Xiang rolled his eyes in anger: "I get angry just by looking at him. Why did I bring him here? His behavior shows that he is not up to the task."

Chouchou pretended not to hear and sat aside pretending to be dead.

Lin Bo, Lin Song, and Lin Yuan laughed out loud. Lin Bo said softly, "Xiu Xiu, you're not afraid of Prime Minister Liu. I heard he's the Prime Minister. I'm a little afraid of him too."

Chou Chou said calmly:

"Isn't it just a pair of eyes, a nose, and a mouth? What's there to be afraid of?

They just like to criticize me every day, saying they don't like this or that. They look down on me, who can they like? "

Lin Wanwan was amused. Although Chouchou was young, he had very mature ideas.

Soon, the auction hall downstairs became lively, and the noise came in waves like a tide.

Looking around, there are many people coming, and they are wearing all kinds of strange clothes. If they were in modern times, they would definitely be considered "non-mainstream".

Some people's hairstyles are even more exaggerated than imagination, even more so than the non-mainstream ones in later generations.

At the door, a man rushed in like a whirlwind.

He was tall, nearly seven feet tall, with wild red hair, each strand standing up like a burning flame.

Not far away, a woman seemed to walk out of a dream.

She has a petite figure, but her long hair is extremely eye-catching. It is a rainbow of various colors. It falls softly behind her and drags on the ground. She is super beautiful.

In a corner of the auction hall, a beggar-like man strode in with a wooden stick in his hand.

His clothes were ragged, patched up with patches, and the fabric was a mixed color, gray and black, making it impossible to tell what it originally looked like.

I didn't expect that even beggars could enter this auction house. The clerk beside me hurriedly introduced:

"Don't underestimate this man. He's an elder of the Beggars' Sect. The Beggars' Sect has extensive connections and is well-informed. Their influence should not be underestimated."