Chapter 392 Weird
These three words immediately silenced the boiling place. After a moment of silence like a tomb, thunderous screams broke out again.
Twenty thousand taels!
Twenty thousand taels!
Who is so generous to bid such a price?
Not to mention the female patrons present were going crazy, even the mother felt her thighs go weak.
What a good luck! A meal was bid for 20,000 taels. My mother looked at the person who shouted out the price with a flattering smile on her face.
Ji Changming jumped up from his chair in a daze, looking angrily at the man who dared to destroy his place, his face, and snatch his person. However, the man didn't even look at him, and directly said to the mother of Hongxiulou: "Twenty thousand taels, can you take the person away?"
How could Hongxiulou's mother suffer any loss? She is just greedy.
"Oh, the auction we're talking about is bidding for our Miss Jiaojiao's first meal, not taking her away. If you take her away, that's a different price."
Yingliu stood to one side, stopped dancing, and said nothing. She had no intention of reminding the mother of Hongxiulou that there was no indentureship relationship between them.
The man who bid 20,000 taels generously threw out the banknote and put it into my mother's hand. "It's in the private room on the second floor. Can you bring the person up now? 20,000 taels, and I'll prepare something delicious for you."
Hongxiulou's mother stared at the stack of silver notes worth 20,000 taels with her eyes wide open.
Being in the entertainment industry, she had seen money before, a lot of it, but to see a meal being auctioned for such a high price was truly an eye-opener for her first time in her life.
“Wait!”
Just when the mother of Hongxiulou was so surprised that she almost forgot that this was an auction that did not follow the rules, Ji Changming stepped forward and said to the man, "Twenty-one thousand taels."
His eyes were provocative, with a fierce determination to win.
The man didn't even look at him, but just raised his eyelids slightly, "Thirty thousand taels!"
Dimensionality reduction attack.
Ji Changming almost vomited blood.
The gap between twenty-one thousand taels and thirty thousand taels is solid.
Even the light in his eyes turned into the word "dissatisfaction", and at this moment his mouth could not utter a number higher than thirty thousand taels.
If Hongxiulou's mother hadn't been restrained by years of professional ethics, she would have burst into laughter by now.
Oh my god!
Thirty thousand taels!
Thirty thousand taels!
What kind of concept is this?
She immediately said, "Thirty thousand taels, our Miss Jiaojiao's first dinner, belongs to this..."
Before my mother could finish her words, the attendant said to Yingliu, "Please follow me upstairs, young lady."
Yingliu didn't say anything, she bent down, picked up her cloak and pipa, and followed him away.
She walked down the stage and up the stairs. Ji Changming called out from behind, "Girl..."
Jiaojiao looked back.
Ji Changming's eyes were filled with reluctance and anger, and he gritted his teeth, but he could only say, "I'll wait for you here today."
Ying Liu smiled, neither refusing nor agreeing, but this smile was so captivating that Ji Changming only regretted that he didn't have enough money, otherwise he would have rushed up and robbed her.
It's not that he hasn't seen beauties before, but he has never seen a beauty of this level.
So teasing.
Without saying a word, just a glance and a dance move can make someone's body feel numb.
Not to mention the pair of hands playing the pipa, white, slender, soft and smooth. If they fell on such a place on his body, as long as he closed his eyes and thought about that feeling for a while, he would feel his waist and abdomen so hot and swollen that he could hardly control himself .
Yingliu didn't care what kind of noise was downstairs, or how everyone in Hongxiu Building, from her mother to girls of all ranks, would sigh about this matter.
She just wanted to meet the man who was spending a lot of money tonight.
Following the man in front of me, I walked to a private room called Han Ya Ji Xue. The man stopped and knocked on the door. "Master, I've brought the person up."
There was a very cold "hmm" sound from inside.
Immediately afterwards, the man pushed open the door of the private room and made a gesture of invitation to Yingliu.
Yingliu smiled at him and walked into the house carrying the pipa.
There was only one person in the private room.
The man had handsome features and was drinking tea with his eyes downcast. Her coming in did not affect his rhythm of drinking tea at all. He took two sips, put the cup down, and then looked up at Yingliu.
"What's your name?"
Ying Liu looked at the man and felt that he looked very familiar, but her mind quickly recalled but she could not think of anything related to this person. It might be because she had followed Su Qingqing in Kyoto for a long time to spy on her, and she had developed a keen sense of danger by instinct.
Yingliu held the pipa, plucking the strings with her fingers, and finally said, "Yingliu."
The man raised his eyebrows and then laughed briefly, "Isn't your name Jiaojiao? Why did you change your name when you saw me?"
This laughter was somewhat sarcastic, Ying Liu caught it carefully and said, "The name Jiaojiao is made up, the name Yingliu is real."
The man seemed quite satisfied with the answer. He took another sip from the teacup beside him and asked, "Who is he from?"
Ying Liu told the truth, "I'm from Huaiyang."
The man's fingers holding the teacup exerted a little force, it wasn't noticeable, but the changes at the joints gave people some clues.
Ying Liu has always been careful. She quickly wondered who this person was, why he had this reaction when he heard the word Huaiyang, whether knew her, and if so, where he was.
Did we meet in Huaiyang or in Kyoto?
"Where are you from Huaiyang?" The man asked Yingliu with his eyelids drooping, holding the teacup.
"Huaiyang Yuanwan."
The man smiled again, his laughter was a bit cruel and cold. He lifted his thin eyelids and looked at Yingliu, "Yuanwan? Can a place like Yuanwan also give birth to such a beautiful girl?"
Yingliu clearly felt the sarcasm in his voice.
Why?
How have I sinned against him?
When did you meet him?
Ying Liu's heart was in a mess, but she didn't dare to show it on her face. She just knelt down and smiled, "Thank you for the compliment, Master."
"Master?" The man seemed to enjoy the title very much. He said it to himself and then put down the teacup in his hand heavily.
The sound was so loud that Yingliu's heart skipped a beat.
Damn it, could it be that I have encountered some pervert? The mission hasn’t even started yet and I’m already being harassed by him?
Just as Ying Liu began to think about the 25th feasible way to kill this man without making any noise and get away, someone knocked on the door of the box.
"Master, Miss Yingliu's dinner is here."
It was the voice of the follower outside, which broke the eerie atmosphere in the room.
The man looked at Ying Liu strangely, "You still want to eat?"
Yingliu: Huh?
