Two days passed very quickly. In these two days, except for a few ordinary martial artists who exchanged their secret manuals for some gold, no one else came to visit.
Zhou Yang was happy and relaxed. These two days, he and Bouma had been preparing for the auction. Because the auction would last for two days, Zhou Yang had to prepare food and accommodation for these people. Of course, this was also a great opportunity to make money.
The low-class buffet area was mostly some street food in Luoyang, ten silver per person. The middle-class buffet area was one gold per person. It was some ordinary food that Bouma had ordered in Dragon Ball Earth. The high-class buffet area was one hundred gold per person. It was the food of the high-class banquets in Dragon Ball World.
The price of housing was even more expensive.
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The sky was dark blue, clear as if it had been washed. There were a few white clouds floating in the sky.
In the main hall of the Imperial College.
"Cao Mengde, Xun Gongda, listen to my order. You two will command the eight military officers of Xiyuan and immediately take over the city defense and all the streets. From now on, fighting is prohibited in Luoyang. Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy." In the main hall, Zhou Yang glanced at the civil and military officers of the Hussar Battalion and said loudly.
The auction would start at eight o 'clock and officially start at two o' clock in the afternoon.
Most of these customers were martial arts experts with strong historical conflicts. It was very easy for fights to break out. Zhou Yang must ensure the safety of these people. Otherwise, he would lose the reputation of Wanjie Lou. In the future, who would dare to trade with Wanjie Lou if they had treasures.
Cao Cao, dressed in black armor, and Xun You, dressed in a scholar's robe, strode out. "Yes."
"Lu Fengxian, listen to my order. You will command the first battalion of the Hussar Battalion and be responsible for patrolling the east side of the city."
"Sun Wentai, listen to my order. You will command the second battalion of the Hussar Battalion and be responsible for patrolling the south side of the city."
"Liu Xuande, listen to my order. You will command the third battalion of the Hussar Battalion and be responsible for patrolling the west side of the city."
"Xiahou Yuan, listen to my order. You will command the fourth battalion of the Hussar Battalion and be responsible for patrolling the north side of the city."
"Jia Wenhe, listen to my order. You will command the fifth battalion of the Hussar Battalion and be responsible for patrolling the north side of the city."
The group of civil and military officials quickly left after receiving the order.
"Zizhong, will you be the host of this auction?" Zhou Yang turned to look at Mi Zhu, who had a somewhat reserved expression on his face.
"Zizhong, I will do my best." Mi Zhu's voice trembled slightly. He had already heard of this auction. It turned out that people from the three thousand worlds would come here to trade, and he would be the host of this auction. This would be a grand event that would be passed down through the ages.
Moreover, he wasn't the only one who had been chosen. Zhen Jiang, one of the Zhen sisters, was his greatest opponent. The Zhen family had always wanted to break away from the business family. Her two elder brothers had both passed filial piety and became officials, no longer participating in the family's business. After her father fell ill, Zhen Jiang supported the huge Zhen family by herself. She was not to be underestimated.
The eyes of the Zhen and Jiang sisters dimmed slightly.
Zhou Yang didn't say anything. After all, the two of them were women. Although they were in charge of the Zhen family's business, they mostly lived behind the scenes. Now that they were under the watchful eyes of the public, it was inevitable that their behavior would be restrained. It wasn't suitable, so they could only mobilize people behind the scenes.
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The sun rose high in the sky, emitting a bit of heat. The entire Luoyang city was crowded with people, gradually becoming lively.
Yue Buqun followed the surging flow of people and arrived outside a huge and majestic mansion.
Behind the crowd, Yue Buqun raised his head and saw the three golden words on the mansion's door.
"Wanjie Lou!"
Hu!
Letting out a heavy breath, Yue Buqun turned his head and walked towards the inn on the side. On the main street, there were groups of armored cavalry with long spears patrolling back and forth expressionlessly, revealing a murderous aura. In the dark, Yue Buqun also found some strong crossbows that emitted a cold light.
"Let's take a rest first."
Yue Buqun's face was slightly tired. First, he secretly went to the Lin Family's Escort Agency. In the remaining time, he successively encircled three groups of bandits. He was very tired.
He directly found an inn and sat down in a remote corner downstairs. He had just inquired about the private rooms upstairs. Each private room cost 100 gold.
He didn't care about silver, but gold could be exchanged for value points. He couldn't bear to waste even one gold.
"This inn's business is really good. Even the private rooms are all full. But the taste of the food is really good." Yue Buqun looked at several groups of people. After asking for private rooms without any results, he could only sit downstairs like him.
Martial artists had a large appetite. Adding on the fact that the food tasted good, Yue Buqun, who had been running around madly, had already eaten three portions of food.
Yue Buqun looked at the waiter who was serving him food and asked, "May I ask when the auction will begin?"
Although the system told him when to participate, he didn't know exactly when it would begin.
The waiter's heart shuddered. Those who were able to participate in the auction were all people of high status. The person in front of him was probably not someone from the Great Han Dynasty, but someone from another world. "Sir, the Myriad World Tavern's auction will start in six hours."
"So there's still six hours. Then wait, this is your reward." Yue Buqun tossed a piece of silver to the waiter. It was worth three or four taels of silver. He had obtained a lot of gold and silver from the bandit stronghold.
"Many thanks, sir. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave." The waiter caught the silver and realized that he didn't recognize this metal. He thought to himself that it might be money from another world. Even if it wasn't worth much, it was enough for him to show off to others.
"Go and do your own thing!"
Not long after the waiter left, Yue Buqun heard an angry voice from inside the inn.
"What? The private rooms are all full? What kind of joke is this? Could it be that the number one warrior of the Manchurian Empire has to sit and eat with those lowly people?"
"Sir, the private rooms are all full. Why don't you wait a little longer? I think some of the lords should have finished eating by now." Looking at the ferocious man with a long braid and a bald forehead, the waiter had a look of fear and trepidation on his face. However, he was thinking to himself, Where did this country bumpkin come from? Why does he have such an ugly hairstyle?
"Hmph, I'll give you the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. Get me a private room, or I'll hold you accountable." The ferocious man had a look of disgust on his face. If this wasn't an immortal's territory, he would have thrown all these Han people into prison.
He was the Assistant Minister, the Crown Prince's Grand Protector. Only one person could make him wait for a meal, not even the young Emperor.
The waiter was in a difficult position. Those who could enter the private rooms were all important people from all over the world. A single meal cost a hundred taels of gold. This country bumpkin really knew how to cause trouble.
"Wait a moment, I'll go and ask the innkeeper." The waiter didn't dare to make the decision and quickly ran to the backstage.
"You are Oboi?" A pale-faced man dressed in a golden dragon robe walked out of one of the private rooms. Behind him were four Embroidered Uniform Guards with cold expressions. They stared coldly at the ferocious and arrogant man.
"That's right, I am Oboi. Who are you?" Oboi felt it was strange. Why did this person's dragon robe resemble the robes of the previous dynasty?
Could he be the Emperor of another world?
"I am Zhu Youjian." The Chongzhen Emperor gritted his teeth and said. Oboi had been charging at the front on the battlefield and had killed countless generals.
"Hahaha … I was wondering who it was. It turns out to be the Chongzhen Emperor. Although we may not be from the same world, I still want to tell you a piece of good news. The Ming Kingdom of your Zhu family has been taken by our noble Manchu people."
Oboi mocked. He wasn't afraid that the Chongzhen Emperor would know that he became famous after Yuan Chonghuan's death. Since the Chongzhen Emperor had heard of his name as the number one warrior of Manchu, it meant that Yuan Chonghuan was dead. No one in the Ming Kingdom was a match for the Great Qing's iron cavalry. They could only struggle on their deathbed.
Yue Buqun, who was eating at the side, slightly changed his expression. Could it be that the Ming Kingdom would be destroyed by this strange race in the future?
"Tie Shou, go and bring that big man over," said a man with white hair and a tuft of beard in a private room with a frown on his face. "Tie Shou, go and bring that big man over."
"Tianya, go and bring the big man over." In another private room, a domineering man in black and gold clothes said to a man with a cold face.
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