Chapter 1034: I Don't Want It
A voice came from the box on the second floor: "Why have you never heard of this kind of contract?"
"This is not supposed to be in the world. The seller's face was mysterious, and he knew too well how to whet the audience's appetite, "It's just that someone strayed into the abode of the gods and died nine times to get this contract, which is also the reward given to him by the gods." β
"Huh?" Chitose heard this and asked Yan Saburo, "Is it familiar?"
"Well, Miryu mentioned it. His memory is also very good, and when he hears the word "god", he remembers the trick that Mi left for him. The absurd dream of "immortality" can really come true, as long as ......
"Is there any evidence?" At this time, the guest was also questioning, "how to identify the authenticity of this paper contract?"
The seller smiled: "Who can identify the things of the gods?"
The so-called "appraisal" must have a basis. This is something that no one has ever seen before, is there really a ready-made method of identification in the world?
Of course, the seller also knew that he could not convince the public by saying this, and the Geely Chamber of Commerce was still a serious business chamber of commerce after all, so he immediately said: "Fortunately, although this contract itself is not easy to identify, its effect is visible to the human eye!"
He pointed to the box: "The one with the highest price will get it, and use it on the spot." The seller promises an invalid refund, double compensation!"
Yes, everyone thought, buy it and use it, can you be twenty years younger is not immediate?
The seller's voice was already clearly agitating: "Do you want to regain your youth and beauty, or do you want to regain your vigor? As long as you sign your name on this contract, you can be younger than your own children!"
The crowd burst into laughter.
In the laughter, some people were still hesitating, but more people raised their hands to bid.
Who doesn't want to be a teenager again?
"This treasure is special, and the seller is willing to start the auction without a reserve price. The seller smiled and said, "Fifty taels, one hundred taels...... Oh, five hundred taels. Excellent!"
So far, it's the audience that is bidding. The upstairs box was silent.
Yan Saburo didn't raise his head, knowing that the rich people above were waiting to make a move.
Once people have endless money and power, what are they most afraid of?
It's getting old.
It's the hair that turns white one by one, the eyes that are cloudy day by day, the teeth that loosen one by one, and the skin that loosens little by little, until finally it decays with the coffin, and after decades no one remembers who you are.
No one remembers that you were powerful, or amazingly beautiful, or incomparably talented.
But now, money can solve this problem.
Who can not be ecstatic?
Feng Liwan also sighed softly: "It's good to be fifteen years younger all of a sudden." β
She is still young, but she also envies twenty-eight years.
The bidding in the audience soon weakened, because the VIPs in the box began to exert their strength, and the second half belonged to them.
The price of the contract quickly rose from 20,000 taels to 80,000 taels.
Chitose asked Yan Saburo: "You don't fight? This thing is also a strange thing." β
Yan Saburo shook his head: "It's better that the person who got the contract is valuable to me." "He wanted more than just fifteen years.
After about half a stick of incense, the price was raised to 200,000 taels.
Even if the attraction of the age reduction contract to humans is too fatal, this price can make most of the people present, including many VIPs upstairs, die.
"Fifteen years of age reduction is actually fifteen years of life extension. The salesman smiled and said, "We didn't have many fifteen years in the first place. β
As soon as the words fell, someone in the box on the third floor offered the price again:
"Three hundred thousand taels!"
Feng Liwan took a light breath. With such a handwriting, even Liang Dadu can not get it.
Yan Saburo felt that this voice was a little familiar, and when he looked up, he couldn't help frowning.
Looking down at the audience, who else is not Zhu Guoyan Tao?
How did he get here?
Yan Tao also had eyes like an eagle falcon, and he also saw Yan Saburo who looked up, so he smiled at him.
The smile was full of pride.
The boy smiled politely back, then withdrew his gaze.
But in such a blink of an eye, he saw Yan Tao holding a wine glass, his eyes looking forward, and it seemed that there were other people in the box.
......
Yan Tao smiled, and Yan Lie, who was sitting opposite him, didn't raise his eyelids: "Who are you talking to?"
"Qing Lebo. Yan Tao pouted, "That kid sat down in the audience and glared at me." β
"Haven't done it yet?"
Yan Tao knew the meaning of his brother's words, pulled down his face and said, "Last night, General Tie's farewell banquet, I sent an invitation, but this kid refused!"
"Some guts. Yan Lie reminded him, "I asked the big businessman from Wei Guo, this Qing Lebo is now a hot figure in Shengyi, and he is a brother and brother with the protector of the country, and he is happy with the king of Wei, and it is even rare that even Wang Shi Li Helin has a high opinion of him. β
Identity is the best talisman for nobles.
Yan Tao tilted his neck and drained a glass of wine, a little depressed.
Wu Shuyu sat next to Yan Lie, and when she came in, she covered her face with a veil. None of the three showed their true identities, so they did not alarm others.
Now there are no outsiders in the box, she has already taken off the plain yarn and watched the sales meeting below.
In Anlai City for many years, it was the first time for her to participate in this kind of activity, and she was very curious.
"What are you doing when you buy an age reduction contract?" she asked Yan Tao. This man minus fifteen years old is the face of a half-grown child, and he wants to be so tender?
Yan Tao touched his nose, looked at his brother and then at her, and smiled without saying a word.
Receiving such an obvious hint, Wu Shuyu immediately turned to the regent, his face full of disbelief: "Do you want to ......?"
Yan Lie shrugged: "Why not?"
She blurted out, "You're crazy and spending so much money?"
Xuan Guo'an has enjoyed peace for many years, and the treasury is indeed gradually filled, but all the money is public, and even the former king Yan Xiao cannot use it.
King Xuan had his own private treasury, and the accounts should be counted separately from the public accounts of the state treasury, and the two should not be confused.
This is the ancestral precept handed down by the Yan family, and it is an iron law.
Therefore, if Yan Lie wants to buy this paper contract, he has to use his own money.
Of course, Wu Shuyu would not be naΓ―ve enough to think that Yan Lie's net worth was less than 300,000 taels, she herself was also a celebrity, and her father's victorious king was once rich and rivaled the country. But is it necessary to throw 300,000 taels at the sale?
You're welcome to say this, Yan Lie sank his face: "Give you flowers, isn't it?"
"I don't want to. β
Yan Lie stretched out his hand and stroked her face: "You don't want to be young, or don't you want to take benefits from me?"
The aura around him became gloomy again, and even Yan Tao could feel it.
During the dispute between the two, a woman in the box on the west side of the second floor said softly: "Three hundred and fifty thousand taels." β
Is there an opponent? Yan Tao glanced at it, and then added: "400,000 taels." β
Anyway, it was the elder brother who paid for it, and he shouted joyfully.
The venue was quiet, listening to the two gods facing each other.
The salesman wiped his forehead and quietly wiped a handful of sweat.
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