The hand of this person who stretched out his hand was very white. The ice-skinned and jade-skinned skin was described as this one, with white jade as the bones and ice-snow skin. If it were a woman, she should be a rare beauty, but from Yu Guangzhong, what Ku Ding saw was a man.

"My friend, can you show me the amber in your hand?"

The voice is still a bit tender, and the appearance you see in Yu Guangzhong is only eighteen or nineteen years old at most, and she is still a young bird.

If someone looked ugly, the chef would probably ignore it, but this person looked OK. After asking Meng Po with his eyes, the chef handed over the amber casually.

Look, there are many people and reality.

Meng Po seemed to feel it. After Ku Ding handed out the amber, she hugged Ku Ding's left hand. She actually saw a sense of threat in a man. Ku Ding naturally didn't understand Meng Po, who had always kept a distance from him, how was it going now? The person in front of him had an Adam's apple, okay.

The man walked over from the side and didn't see the Ku Ding's face at first. When the Ku Ding handed over the amber, he just took it to his hand and then saw the Ku Ding's face. The Ku Ding trembled his hand and the amber slipped down. The Ku Ding's eyes were quick and his hands were grabbed. But when he looked over again, the kid seemed to be panicked like a ghost. After hitting someone, he hurried away, leaving the Ku Ding with a look of ignorance.

"I...is it scary?"

Meng Po laughed.

"Whoever knows you dares to say you are not scared."

After thinking about it, the same was true. Then his heart moved. The boy just now didn't know me, right?

However, the boy was gone, and Ku Ding was not someone who was willing to take the initiative to take the initiative to take care of the matter. He put Amber into Meng Po's hand and had to pay the bill to the store inside. He didn't ask what the price of this thing was.

"You are not only handsome, but also have unique vision. There are explanations for the bugs in the amber, so I have to say..."

"How much is it, don't talk nonsense."

The chef blocked the store with one sentence. The store was walking around and thought that he had encountered someone who was not short of money. He was about to open a high price, but he saw Bu Lingkun from Xianle Paradise walking here and waved his hand to the store. The store had been here for some time and could not understand Bu Lingkun's meaning. After a gesture, he only charged half of the cost price. Anyway, it was not a big thing.

Just as the store owner estimated, Ku Ding bought it directly without thinking. Although the store owner made a lot of money, he felt very happy. This was to use a small amount of money to curry favor with the local snake and bring it closer to the big landlords. Why? Bu Lingkun still has to remember this meaning.

However, the store owner also muttered to himself, who is this couple? Is it necessary for Bu Lingkun to serve him so carefully?

The strange expression that appeared in the store just now could escape the Ku Ding's eyes. He followed the store's eyes and saw Bu Lingkun coming, but he did not reveal this little thing. Although he was not short of money, he was so happy that he could buy some cheap ones.

Meng Po happily put amber into her small bag she carried with her. She was not like other women, stuffing her bag with all kinds of cosmetics, etc., and she... Forget it, normal people should not know what is in her bag, which is better.

"Mr. Ding, I'm just trying to find you. I didn't expect you to be so noble. Just think of it as a pleasure at the door, don't remember it. Just now, Uncle Jin asked me to follow you. If you have anything you need, just tell me that in our fairy music, nothing else can be said, and things that can be solved with money are never a problem."

"I'll just go around and go to the auction later. Since Xiao Jin asks you to follow, it's not good not to let you follow, follow."

There is still some time left, and with the chef Ding accompanying him, Meng Po didn't want to buy things for herself, but helped the chef Ding buy a lot. For example, the golden silk yellow paper he liked to use was cheaper than the ones of Lao Qi, accompanied by Bu Lingkun.

When they returned to the private room, they had already added a small bag and bought a lot of things.

"If you have anything you want, I will make a list for me later and I will ask someone to send it to you."

In the private room, the old man surnamed Jin was still waiting, and on the coffee table next to him was an old octagonal box, which seemed to contain very expensive objects.

"Meng, since Xiao Jin is so polite, what do you want, I will give him a order in a while and ask him to send it to the hotel and take it home together."

Most people would be polite at this time, but Ku Ding had no intention of being polite at all. He was afraid that he would just have to make a order and then drag a car back. Anyway, even if the place was empty, it would be a drop in the bucket.

After entering the room, Ku Ding walked to the front of the stage. The location of this private room should be in the best area, and you can clearly see the situation on the stage below. At this time, a woman dressed in the host was energizing the atmosphere. The first auction item was already placed on the stage while talking. It was a bronze sword.

Even at this distance, Ku Ding could still tell at a glance that it was a imitation. Although the workmanship was pretty good and the imitation was quite skillful, the more antique it was, the more antique it was, the more weapon it was, the baptism of time would bring it a certain charm, which could not be imitated. Only something strange about Ku Ding was that this sword had a bloody and murderous aura, and seemed to have killed people.

He glanced at the old man surnamed Jin standing next to him, attracting attention with a title like National Treasure, so he would not start with imitations. Even if it was a weapon, it would be too useless.

"Sir, I know this thing can naturally escape your eyes. For you, this sword is not worth mentioning. However, although this sword has no history and is of extraordinary origin, it was from a very famous sword-casting master in recent years, and some collectors like to collect his things. What's more, this sword is made of blood."

The so-called blood casting is also a way of being a side-minded. When Gan Jiang Moye made his life to create an immortal famous sword, some sword-casting masters imitated this way, but they were unwilling to sacrifice their lives to their relatives or others, so they fed the sword with their own essence and blood. Unexpectedly, this method brought the sword with blood and evil spirit after the sword was completed, which was blood casting. Later, this method also produced three or five sects, and each had its own path, which was also unnatural.

The old man just finished speaking. A private room that was not far away had already raised the sign. It was nothing to hold the sign itself, but the person holding the sign made the cook frown.

It seemed that he had noticed the strangeness of the chef Ding. Looking at the private room again, the old man felt a little sad. He hesitated for a while, and still told the chef Ding.
Chapter completed!