City: Sign in Shenhao at the beginning

Chapter 294 The God of Wealth

"This group of people really are." Ye Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

"Young master Ye, you are really a noble person in our auction house. Don't worry, I will thank you very much after the auction is over!" Zhang Wanwan couldn't close his mouth with a smile. The price of the same thing was at least four or five times higher than the original price!
"Boss Zhang, is it time to auction off my magic weapon?"

"Below, is the first magic weapon auctioned by Mr. Ye. It is a hammer of earth attribute, a fourth-level magic weapon, and the starting price is [-] spirit stones!"

"I'm sixty!"

"I'm eighty!"

A bunch of people are scrambling to be the first, for fear that it will be too late. On the one hand, there are very few people selling Tier [-] magical artifacts in Shilin City;
The one who is happier than Ye Chen is Zhang Wanwan, who gets a [-]% share, and he is also earning a lot of money!

"Boss Zhang."

"Young master Ye, please tell me something."

"I have another good thing to sell to you. This thing is very valuable and can keep making money."

"Oh, Mr. Ye..." Zhang Wanwan's eyes lit up.

"However, it's a bit difficult to get this thing. You know, although I said that I brought a Lingdi guard, but his accusation was only to protect me."

"Understood!" Zhang Wanwan's face was full of smiles, this Mr. Ye is the God of Wealth, what can we do without him?

"Then, after the auction is over, you and I will find a safe place to spy!"

"well."

"This auction is over everywhere, please take your things and leave in an orderly manner."

"Wait!" Ye Chen raised his hand, "Did I say the auction is over?"

The lady of etiquette was so frightened that she knelt down and kowtowed to Ye Chen to admit her mistake. The scenery under her skirt was showing off, and a bunch of people watching were covering their mouths and laughing wildly.

"Everyone," Ye Chen cleared his throat, and stood on the edge of the stage, "I'm here today not only for the auction, I'm in our Nanjing, more precisely, in our Stone Forest City, and I found someone I like!"

"Congratulations, Mr. Ye, congratulations, Mr. Ye!"

"Hahaha, no matter what, I am in Beiliang, and Nanjing is too far away! There is no way to bring my parents over. I discussed with my wife, what should I do? Hey, I will hold an event in Nanjing to meet Beiliang. Come on again!"

"Young master Ye is wise, congratulations, Young master Ye!"

"Cough cough, everyone." Ye Chen coughed twice, "I am here to extend a sincere invitation to everyone. Tomorrow, I will hold a wedding ceremony in the Red Gate Building. Everyone must go to my wedding banquet, whoever Pretending not to drink well, and refusing to drink my wedding wine, I will not agree!"

"Hahaha, Mr. Ye, we must go!"

Everyone saluted and retreated from the auction house. Zhang Wanwan let Ye Chen into the study, and the master wanted to follow him in.

"Then who, Master Yang, sit at the door and share a table with my second uncle, don't chat with my second uncle, my second uncle has a bad temper, the spirit emperor of the spiritual root of space."

"This..." Before Master Yang came and refused, the maid brought two chairs and an Eight Immortals table. The master sat on the right and the left was empty.

"Then who, Second Master, do you drink tea?" Master Yang offered tea to the empty seat.

"Forget it, don't get into trouble." Master Yang held it up for a long time, but no one paid attention to him, he put down the teacup again.

"There's no one left."

"Master Ye, don't worry, there are only you and me in this room. Please!"

"Boss Zhang, please!"

The two sat down, and Zhang Wanwan poured tea for Ye Chen.

"The thing I want to sell to you is very valuable, but I'm afraid that you don't have the guts to take it."

"Ye Gongzi doesn't know, I, Zhang Wanwan, love money like my life, as long as there is money to make, there is nothing I dare not do."

"Okay, if you dare to do it, I dare to say it!" Ye Chen picked up the teacup and took a sip, "The seat of the city lord!"

"Pfft!" Zhang Wanwan spewed out a mouthful of tea!

"Ye Gongzi, this is not fun."

"Are you afraid?"

"The city lord is the spirit king!"

"My second uncle is the Ling Emperor."

"Young master Ye, I have some doubts. What benefits can you get from being the city lord?"

"I just want one thing, bandit suppression!" When Ye Chen said the last two words, Zhang Wanwan frowned in shock, but the panic on his face was obviously fake.

"What? Are you scared? Or is this Stone Forest City the old den of stone bandits?"

"Young master Ye, there is an indistinct connection between Stone Forest City and stone bandits!"

"I don't care about that. The stone bandit killed my father-in-law, so I have to get rid of the stone bandit."

"Young Master Ye!"

"What are you afraid of? I burned the stone bandits' stockade to ashes alone. Could it be said that there are more stone bandits in the city than outside?"

"You burned the stone bandit's stockade?"

"Burn it, everyone inside is dead!"

"Why didn't you hear the news?" Zhang Wanwan was puzzled.

"What? Do you know the leader of the Stone Bandit?"

"I can't say that."

"Is it because he is from the City Lord's Mansion?"

Zhang Wanwan raised his eyelids and looked at Ye Chen.

"Have you checked everything out?"

"Yes, do you want to suppress bandits with me and become the city lord, or do you want to wait for my masters from Beiliang to come to Shilin City to slaughter the city?"

"This, this..." Zhang Wanwan felt the same as Ming Jing. If he helped Mr. Ye, it would be a great achievement. Let alone someone from Beiliang thank you. , That's like opening an auction house to make money, but if I don't help, if someone really comes to Beiliang, Mr. Ye said, I told this old boy at the beginning, if I don't help him, why don't I throw my ashes away?
"Young master Ye, Zhang Wanwan listens to you and looks after you!"

"Hey, City Lord Zhang is serious!"

"This thing is really frustrating!" Ye Chen put the recommendation order hanging from his back on the table. He looked at Zhang Wanwan with some hesitation, thinking that he was doubting his identity.

"Oh, Mr. Ye, this thing can't be dusted in my place. Put it away quickly, put it away. Hahaha." Zhang Wanwan doesn't know this, the Qingshan sect's recommendation order, even if this Mr. Ye is a fake Yes, there is this, and he is also a relative and best friend of the inner disciples of the Qingshan Sect!

"Then, shall I tell you about my plan?"

"Please speak!"

Ye Chen told Zhang Wanwan all about his plan, and Zhang Wanwan turned pale with fright. Mr. Ye's plan is such a poisonous word!
"understood?"

"I understand, I understand!"

"Then let's make arrangements? All the money from the sale of my four instruments will be spent."

"Master Ye, how can I spend your money!"

"No, no, this is your business, and it is also my business. I will give you all the money."

"Young Master Ye!"

"Don't shirk, hire more capable people."

The master was sleepy waiting outside, propping himself up with his hands, dozing off on the table, Ye Chen and Zhang Wanwan went out, the sound of footsteps made the master's drowsiness go away.

"Master Ye, are you ready?"

"It's settled, Boss Zhang, then I'll make an agreement with you. On the day of the wedding, will you write the etiquette book for me?"

"Haha, Mr. Ye, tomorrow my auction house will be closed for one day, and I will go to guard your wedding!"

"We chatted together for a long time, that's all." The master had a helpless expression on his face.

"Second Uncle, let's go!" Ye Chen pretended to go over and patted the air, "Look at you, the Emperor of Duling, why do you still fall asleep?"

(End of this chapter)