"Aunt Wenjin?"
As expected, Wu Xie's expression changed immediately when he heard the name.
Let’s not talk about the fact that Zheng Lei’s drawings involve the ancient building of the Zhang family, but why is it related to Chen Wenjin again?
“You really know everything! Hu Ming, now You really have great powers!"
"For so many years, Chen Wenjin has been sending me video tapes, but I haven't told anyone except Xiu Xiu. I'm curious, how did you know?"
Huo Xiangu's expression changed and she stared at Hu Ming.
"I"
Hu Ming smiled slightly and wanted to say something else.
Suddenly
“Dang~~~!!!”
A simple yet melodious bell sounded from outside the room.
"Okay, the auction is about to start. Can we talk about these trivial matters later?"
Hearing the bell, Hu Ming shut up and looked at Huo with a smile. old lady.
At the same time, the little brother who left and returned also came back carrying a huge backpack.
The backpack is bulging and full of things.
"Uncle Ming, old lady, I'm going to leave first!"
Seeing this, Xiaohua stood up and said goodbye to everyone.
Xiaohua has her own private room. Now that the auction is about to start, it’s almost time to go back.
After Xiaohua left, several people crossed the screen of the room and came to a stage in the back where they were watching a show.
The space behind the screen is not large. There is a small root-carved table in the center, with a purple sand tea set on it, and two simple mahogany seats on both sides.
The old lady glanced at Hu Ming provocatively, and took the seat on the right without hesitation, so that she could look at the host on the central stage.
"Uncle, don't mind. After all, grandma is also the senior and oldest. The only chair should be for grandma to sit on."
Huo Xiuxiu came to Hu Ming and laughed sarcastically. He said politely.
The old lady used her age and seniority to suppress Hu Ming.
To be honest, this move is really boring.
"It's okay. After all, I'm an old man, and young people must give way. Besides, isn't there a seat here?"
Hu Ming smiled slightly, didn't care, and slowly came to the left Next to the seat, he threw his backpack at his feet and sat down calmly under the horrified eyes of everyone.
"What's going on? Uncle Ming, what's the mystery of this chair? Why do I feel that other people's eyes suddenly become weird?"
Wu Xie saw the women behind Mrs. Huo He asked blankly with horrified eyes.
Isn’t it just a chair? As for that?
"Look around carefully, nephew. Except for me, on all the stages, is there anyone sitting on the chair on the left?"
Hu Ming smiled slightly, supported his head with one hand, and shook his head lazily. Yawned.
Last night, my physical strength was a bit exhausted, and now I am really feeling sleepy.
Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other and looked around.
Sure enough, on the stage formed in a circle on the third floor, all the chairs on the left side were empty!
"Hu Ming, you and Yin Nanfeng have a close relationship. Now you can be regarded as half the owner of the Crescent Hotel. I don't believe you don't know the rules here!"
"Why, you also want to imitate the Buddha back then. , light a sky lantern?"
The old lady of the Huo family frowned.
The only auction item at Jinda - Guixi, is something that the old lady uses for fishing.
Now, Zhang Qiling has appeared, and the old lady’s goal has been achieved.
This thing is of great importance, and the old lady really has no intention of selling it. She wanted to take the photo back herself.
But
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m really interested in that thing. Although it’s not of much use to me, I’ll keep it at home. It’s not bad to be an ornament!” “As for the old lady who lights sky lanterns, I have accumulated a small amount of savings after traveling around all these years. You don’t think I don’t have the assets to light sky lanterns, do you?”
Hu Ming smiled noncommittally.
"You're fine!!!"
The old lady's face turned completely dark, and she stared at Hu Ming and said every word.
She finally figured it out. Hu Ming was just here to cause trouble today!
Once this thing falls into Hu Ming's hands, it will be really troublesome. Huo Xiangu is really not sure. Get it again.
At this moment, a ringing sound came from downstairs.
The auction will officially begin soon.
The curtains on the entire floor were closed one by one, and suddenly everything was dark.
The giant chandelier in the center was turned on, and the magnificent light and shadows flickered. The old appliances, carpets, and curtains suddenly became very dim and gorgeous under this light.
The auction stage and display base were quickly set up on the stage. A person who looked like a staff member came on stage with a microphone and was adjusting it, and someone else was adjusting the lighting.
Soon, the noise below became louder and louder, and the equipment was adjusted.
Sheng Sheng slowly changed into a cheongsam and acted as the master of ceremonies for the auction.
“The auction is about to begin. Anyone waiting please leave. We are about to close. Keep quiet in the venue and waiters can start distributing auction lists and taking fingerprints.”
"Second Master, who are you?"
Looking around the whole place, he noticed Hu Ming sitting in the seat on the left with a slow and keen voice. His face changed, his mouth squirmed slightly, and he shouted in a low voice in disbelief. road.
She knew that Hu Ming's hearing was better than hers, and at this level, Hu Ming could definitely hear.
"It doesn't matter. Speak slowly and follow the rules. Oh, by the way, ask someone to light the sky lantern for me!"
Hu Ming smiled slightly and said in the same low voice.
“???No, uncle, who are you talking to? Sky lanterns? What kind of sky lanterns to light?”
“Don’t you think that fat people, I have a lot of oil, and you want to kill fat people? Have you lit up the sky lanterns?”
The fat man looked at Hu Ming who was talking to himself in confusion.
Exactly.
"...What are you thinking about? Stay calm and watch."
Hu Ming smiled hoarsely, shook his head and said with a smile.
This kind of sky lantern is not what fat people understand!
......
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"Miss, the second master..."
At the same time, in a room, a listening slave also wearing a cheongsam also noticed Hu Minghe spoke slowly in the air and asked Yin Nanfeng for instructions in a low voice.
“Just help Uncle Ming light the lamp according to the rules!”
"Or do you doubt that Second Uncle is not qualified to light a lamp?"
"Even if Uncle Ming has no money, my Yin Nanfeng's money is Second Master's money. It's just a ghost seal. My Yin family can't afford to light it." It’s just a sky lantern? Not to mention that guy’s wealth is so rich that I probably don’t need to take action.”
The corners of Yin Nanfeng’s mouth turned up, revealing a charming smile.
Nearly a century ago, Zhang Dafoye lit sky lanterns there, spent millions of money, and finally took away Yin Xinyue, the eldest daughter of the Yin family.
Now, Hu Ming is lighting sky lanterns at the same location after more than half a century. How can Yin Nanfeng not be happy about this?
"Perhaps, this is the tradition of the Yin family, to light up sky lanterns and steal the eldest daughter of the Yin family?"
Thinking of this, the smile on Yin Nanfeng's lips became brighter and more charming.
No matter what the starting point was, Hu Ming's act of lighting the sky lanterns made Yin Nanfeng look forward to it more and more.
Looking forward to one day, Hu Ming will snatch her away from the Yin family just like Zhang Dafo.