They all know the rules of the flower card

Once an old customer with a knife comes forward, there is basically no need to bid!

Because-no one can be higher than him!

"Master Dao wants to be a bridegroom again this year..." The old bustard smiled with flying brows, and the folds on his smiling face went straight to the powder: "I thought Master Dao didn't like our Xiaocui..."

At the beginning, the old customer with a knife didn't respond at all, just lowered his head to eat his own meal, just like watching the excitement.

She was still sorry in her heart at the time--

Without the bidding price of the old customer with a knife, this year's flower card, I am afraid that it will not sell at a high price!

He was so disappointed, he stood up again.

The other guests also stretched their necks and looked straight at the old customer with a knife. They all wanted to know how much he could pay this year to buy the spring breeze of Miss Cui Cui!

The old customer with a knife straightened his back, standing out like a group of chickens, and slowly raised a finger: "One hundred taels..."

This year, buying a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl will not exceed twenty taels.

This old guy gave a hundred taels at the beginning, enough to buy a charming wife and concubine.

Sure enough, after a word, someone exclaimed--

"Wow"

"I remember it was only 70 taels last year, right?"

"As expected of Master Dao."

"This shot is different..."

Everyone's muttering makes old customers with swords very useful.

This kind of high-profile feeling-very cool! !

Before he finished thinking, he heard the old bustard shouting behind him: "Brother, master, two masters...you guys, don't you bid?"

She could see that Feng Chenglin and Dingmiao were the proper landlords.

That big golden brick, until now, is still lingering in her head!

Who knows

Feng Chenglin and Dingmiao both shook their heads, their heads shook like a rattle

"We can't..."

"We have no money..."

"We are not like Master Dao, with rich wealth..."

"The beauty of a gentleman's adult, we don't fight with the sword master..."

Old bustard: "..."

You have no money! ?

That big golden brick that can kill people, is it an iron lump! ?

Those two gold coins are really authentic!

The old man with a knife narrowed his eyes and looked at Fengchenglin and Dingmiao thoughtfully: "Do you know them?"

The old bustard instantly realized that something was wrong, his thoughts turned sharply, and he smiled and covered his mouth with a handkerchief: "Master Dao, you are joking again. They are your friends and naturally my distinguished guests. How can I not know them?"

"my friend?"

"They are sitting with you, Lord Dao, isn't it your friend?"

The vigilance of the old man with the knife was relaxed a bit, and he flicked his sleeves and walked towards the Red Mansion: "I don't know them!"

Just when he was about to walk to Cuicui, a lazy voice came out: "One hundred and one two..."

Everyone: "..."

This voice is obviously here to provoke!

Otherwise, how could anyone deliberately have one or two more! ?

The feet of the old man with the knife paused, and he looked up to the third floor, his eyes narrowed: "Friend, what do you mean?"

Old bustard: "..."

She thought that the stabbing head tonight would be the two little guys below who were looking for old customers with knives.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the bald uncle on the third floor!

For a while, she had a bad premonition and hurriedly laughed: "Master Dao, Master Dao, this is a joke..."

"Are you kidding? A joke specifically aimed at Master Dao me!?"