You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

In the photo, although some parts of the phoenix crown are somewhat dim, the jewels adorning the center are all shining brightly.

Especially that red gem, it seems to contain starlight.

Xi Meng opened her mouth slightly and turned to look at Cai Guobang.

"Yes, this should be it."

"Not bad, good taste." Xi Meng nodded, glanced at the fat man, and said, "Name your price, I'll take it."

The fat man chuckled twice: "What are you saying? You gave me a pearl earlier, so in return, I, Fatty Jiang, will decide today that this phoenix crown will not be auctioned off and will be yours."

Xi Meng frowned and carefully examined his overly fawning expression, but she couldn't quite figure it out. She hesitated, then turned to look at Cai Guobang, before turning to Song Anhui and Su Chen: "What do you mean?"

Song Anhui was also eating barnacles, but she seemed indifferent in both her eating and her reply.

"If he wants to give it to us, we'll just take it."

Finally, he glanced at Fatty Jiang and said, "You're quite sincere. Here's what we'll do: I happen to be attending some kind of collection appraisal event soon. If they don't want the goods here tonight, I'll buy them all."

Fatty Jiang shuddered, then immediately broke into a wide smile.

"Thank you very much, Ms. Song."

Of the hundred or so people present, there were initially some reservations about the fat man's decision to give the phoenix crown to Xi Meng, but they kept quiet because they couldn't figure out who they were.

Hearing what Song Anhui said, they exchanged glances.

Those who couldn't keep a secret couldn't wait to ask, "Who is this woman? She sounds pretty arrogant."

"I don't know him, but it sounds like he's not speaking very standardly, he has a bit of that accent."

"You mean you've returned from abroad? No wonder you're so arrogant, sitting in the first row as soon as you came in. You must be really rich."

"That's obvious. Nouveau riche like us might buy one or two items to show off. I've never heard her mention collecting or appreciating things. That's something we can't afford to do."

……

Song Anhui ignored all the voices that followed.

Seeing Jiang Pangzi leave happily, and then quietly hand a wooden box to Xi Meng a moment later as if presenting a treasure, Xi Meng only spared a glance before her gaze quickly fell on the young man on the stage explaining the treasure behind her.

Behind the young man stood a young man in his early twenties, with a buzz cut and dark skin, but his handsome features were undeniable. The sleeveless short-sleeved shirt he wore accentuated the muscles in his arms.

Add to that his towering height of at least 1.8 meters, and it's no wonder Song An Hui has her eye on him.

Shang Xiangyun glanced at her in the direction of her gaze and teased, "Want to raise one?"

Song Anhui nodded: "It looks good."

"That guy's been a bit too glib lately, so I'll try something different to cleanse my palate."

"I don't understand the situation in China, but you should, right?"

These words were directly directed at Shang Xiangyun.

After hesitating for a moment, Shang Xiangyun coughed twice: "I only know about Hong Kong. As for the mainland... I still have to figure it out. But raising these things mainly involves spending money."

Song Anhui completely agreed with this, and immediately waved to Fatty Jiang, who was hunched over and happily waiting for Ximeng's feedback.

The latter was stunned for a moment, but didn't dare to delay and came over eagerly.

Song Anhui spoke frankly.

Fatty Jiang was stunned.

Clearly, no one expected that Song Anhui would set her sights on people at an antique auction.

He chuckled and explained in a low voice, "Ms. Song, that young man isn't one of my men. He was brought here by a master. He has some real skills and might not be willing to do this kind of service. But since you brought it up, I'll go find the master and ask him now."

Song Anhui spoke up: "One million!"

"what?!"

Jiang the Fat Man nearly popped his eyes out.

Shang Xiangyun, standing next to him, had his mouth agape so wide it could almost fit an egg.

He turned to look at Lin Jingmo in disbelief. The latter was also clearly surprised, but he reacted quickly and had already composed himself, shaking his head slightly at him.

"Hehe~" Shang Xiangyun chuckled dryly and silently stuffed meat into his mouth.

There is indeed a big difference between being rich and being poor.

He boasted that his family was wealthy, but he had never dared to spend so much money on a woman.

Even if someone earns a million, and his family owns a bank, they'd still go bankrupt, right?

But then Song Anhui added, "If it works out, give him a million, you get three hundred thousand, and the master gets the same."

Shang Xiangyun: “…”

He silently leaned closer to Lin Jingmo.

He practically spat out the words through gritted teeth: "Does her family print money?"

"Today I truly witnessed what it means to 'force a good woman into prostitution'."

Lin Jingmo glanced at him.

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

Shang Xiangyun grabbed two barnacles and continued peeling them as he spoke: "Luckily, we're both getting old, and luckily she likes younger ones, otherwise, with her smashing things like that..."

"Maybe I'll be tempted too."

Lin Jingmo rolled his eyes and shoved a piece of peeled meat into his mouth: "Shut up."

Fatty Jiang scurried away again.

After the person on stage finished introducing a jade piece, they took it off the stage, displayed it to the crowd, and indicated that bidding could begin.

At Su Chen's table, everyone was either focused on eating or on the phoenix crown. No one made a bid, but then a few people called out from behind, and finally the jade piece was sold for 13,000.

Shang Xiangyun commented: "It's just a jade cicada, not very big, yet it cost over ten thousand yuan."

"The key is that the jade dug out of the ground needs to be examined by a master, which costs at least tens of thousands of yuan. Who would be so foolish as to pay that much?"

He was about to turn his head to look when Lin Jingmo pressed his head back down: "Behave yourself!"

Shang Xiangyun pouted: "I just took a look, I didn't say anything to anyone..."

She might nag a lot, but she's actually obedient.

Su Chen smiled, took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and then carefully wiped his fingers and between his fingers before casually glancing at it.

There were two people in the northwest corner, both sitting upright with cold faces. At first glance, they seemed to be very ordinary-looking and cold-hearted. But upon closer inspection, it was impossible to make out their faces.

Su Chen withdrew his gaze and asked Cai Guobang, "Are there any other major auction items tonight?"

Cai Guobang was engrossed in his meal when he heard this and paused in surprise: "Master Su is also interested in these things?"

"It's all here..."

“That makes sense,” Cai Guobang thought for a moment, “Does a wet corpse count?”

Su Chen frowned: "A wet corpse?"

"Hmm, I heard there's a coffin with a hundred-year-old, incorruptible corpse inside. It's not a zombie, and it doesn't have any hair. I also heard... there's a wealthy man who's about to die and wants this flesh as a medicinal ingredient. He's determined to get it."

As he spoke, Cai Guobang shuddered a few times, his expression one of utter disgust: "Some old people really do this just to survive..."

Su Chen didn't comment: "Is there anything else?"

“And…” Cai Guobang was pondering when Song Anhui spoke up: “There’s also a mirror, not a bronze one. They say that after it was dug out, it was only washed with water and it became so shiny it could reflect one’s image.”

Su Chen asked, "Are you interested?"

"Buy it and use it as a decoration."

"Anyway, it won't be that expensive."

Xi Meng had already touched the entire phoenix crown, and she was quite fond of it. If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, she would have worn it on her head and looked in the mirror.

Upon hearing that the mirror was so bright it could reflect one's image, he subconsciously looked up at Song Anhui.

"Senior, do you like that mirror?"

"Then I'll have that fat guy bring it to you directly later."