The club electric car drove into a quiet path.

Green trees on both sides are like clouds, and there are a few flowers planted occasionally. The flowers are in full bloom and the faint fragrance of flowers wafts out from time to time.

Suddenly, from the noisy crowd to the silence, Song Wen felt as if he had fallen from heaven to hell, and his heart was empty.

The electric car drove through the quiet path and stopped in front of a house with steel and glass structures.

The house is like a bird spreading its wings and is about to fly, looking simple and elegant, very beautiful.

When I came inside, I saw some flower and wood bonsai around the corner of the wall, giving people an elegant feeling, but the golden floor and the ornately decorated lobby looked elegant and luxurious. When I looked up, I saw an antique European-style brass chandelier hanging there. Many decorations of different styles not only did not give people a sudden feeling, but instead blended them together to give people a different visual enjoyment, which was simply wonderful.

There were soft chairs in the hall, and there was an auction table in front of them. There were already many people sitting on the soft chairs. Huang Xiaojun took Song Wen along the red carpet spread on the ground to sit down, and then handed him a picture album with pictures and texts, which was the catalog of the items to be auctioned this time.

Then, some people came in one after another. After a while, seeing that the time had come, the waiter next to the door closed the door.

At this time, a young man walked out from behind the auction stand, and it seemed that he should be the auctioneer at this auction.

"Thank you for coming to the auction site of this Flower Expo. We don't talk much nonsense, so we start today's theme. I believe everyone has the album of today's items, but the album is not real after all. Now, let's invite today's first item, Guolan's "Yu Meiren".

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a small car coming out in the backstage, with a pot of fiery red orchids placed on the car. The orchids were beautiful and dazzling. Although they were just placed there quietly, they gave people a feeling of combining thousands of honors and favors.

Most of the people entering the hall had albums of this item, but the things in the book could not be compared with the real thing. When they saw the things to be auctioned out, they looked at them one after another.

The auctioneer looked at it and said, "If you are interested in taking this beautiful girl, you might as well go forward and take a look, but please don't touch it."

Hearing what he said, several buyers who wanted to buy came forward to watch it, and after watching it for a while, they slowly left.

Seeing that no one came up again, the auctioneer stood on the auction table. "Okay, everyone has seen it. Next, let's start today's first item, Guolan's "Yu Meiren", with a minimum price of 30,000."

As soon as the words were finished, someone started calling 35,000, and then someone added 36,000 and 40,000. In a short while, it reached 100,000.

Song Wen looked at the pot of Meimei from afar and felt that Meimei was too beautiful, as if it was not as good as the pot of orchids that Huang Xiaojun gave him.

"One hundred thousand, No. 78, 100,000, or more people, No. 89, No. 110,000, No. 96, No. 115,000, No. 115,000, No. 203, No. 120,000, No. 123,000, No. 125,000, No. 120,000, No. 125,000, No. 130,000, No. 65, No. 130,000, No. 130,000, No. 130,000, No. 130,000, No. 130,000, No. 130,000, No. 130,000, No. 130,000, No. 130,000, No. 130,

The auction continued, and in a short while, the Pooh soared to 200,000.

Song Wen was puzzled when he saw it. He just had a pot of broken orchids. As for that much money? He just didn't want to plant it, otherwise there would be more on the mountain.

There are many wild orchids in the forest behind his bamboo forest. Occasionally, people in the village dig to sell them, but they are all common varieties, ranging from a few to dozens of dollars, and few hundred. He has dug a few orchids before, but unfortunately the orchids are so delicate that they are as beautiful as children, spoiled and spoiled. However, he always keeps them rough and extensive in growing flowers and grass. In the end, the orchids either die or have too much moisture or rotten roots and leaves.

"Twenty-hundred, 200,000, 200,000, or more people, okay, that gentleman, No. 57, 210,000, 210,000, 210,000, 210,000, 210,000, 210,000, 210,000, or more, 210,000, the deal is completed. Congratulations to Mr. No. 57, this pot of beautiful people is yours. Next, let us continue to invite the second lot "Breaking the Sky with the Rage"..."

More than a dozen items were sold in a row, not just flowers, but also some root carvings and jade. The most terrifying auction was a forklift fork out a basin of three meters high and two meters wide banyan tree bonsai. Song Wen had to admire the organizer of this auction, which was so powerful.

"Next, let's invite a pot of "Ginseng" sent by a Taiwanese friend. According to this Taiwanese friend, this pot of lots was dug from Yushan, the tallest mountain in Taiwan. At first he thought it was a miscellaneous tree. Seeing that its roots looked like ginseng and were very beautiful, he dug it down and planted it. Who knew that it would live after planting it, but it didn't grow leaves. He had been raising it for a few years, and saw that the pot of ginseng was still the same as when it was dug. It was very strange. He wanted to know what he planted, so he took some samples for testing. Who knew that the conclusion reached by the test was actually-Ginseng."

The people who came to the auction laughed when they heard this. There were also people in Taiwan. It was as strange as the collapse of the World Trade Center in the United States was not hit by a terrorist plane, but was forced to demolish it by China's urban management.

"Although scientific instruments were identified as ginseng, even Taiwanese friends themselves couldn't believe it, so they sent this pot of ginseng for auction as a testimony to cross-strait friendship. Interested friends might as well come and take a look."

The so-called "ginseng" was pushed out. The roots of the "ginseng" were large, like a spindle, with bifurcations, which looked like a human head, hands, feet and limbs. It looked no different from real ginseng. If there was a difference, it was too big. The roots of this "ginseng" were as thick as the calves. Who had seen such a thick ginseng? The ginseng's skin was wrinkled and nearly timbered, and it looked a little closer to the roots of the tree.

As for the ginseng, the auctioneers present just used it as a joke. Is there ginseng with thick calves in this world? No one has seen it in the mainland. There is no one in the mainland, let alone Taiwan, are people fools?

In fact, it is not impossible for people to ginseng in Taiwan. Maybe when my ancestors came to Taiwan, they brought ginseng seeds over there, and maybe they planted them on Jade Mountain. Maybe they grew so big as they grew.

This is not impossible either.

Of course, Song Wen didn't believe something like this. He glanced at the "ginseng" and felt very strange. It was not like a tree root, but he said it was ginseng, but he couldn't find a reason to convince himself. However, he felt that he could take it back and see what kind of things would grow on the tree root. Besides, the tree roots were indeed quite beautiful, and maybe it could be used as potted plants.

Thinking of this, he turned to Huang Xiaojun and said, "Help me take a photo of this 'ginseng', and you'll want it if you want it to be five thousand."

He only has more than 10,000 yuan in his card, and he doesn't want to waste too much money on it.

"You won't really treat that thing as 'ginseng', right?"

"How could it be? I just saw that the roots of the tree are beautiful and wanted to take pictures and raise them to see what will grow."

"Well, I'll take a photo for you later." Huang Xiaojun nodded.

After talking for a long time, when he saw that no one came to see him, the auctioneer simply started the auction.

"Now, let's start the auction of the 20th item, with the base price of 1,000 yuan, one thousand yuan. Is anyone bidding, and is there anyone..."

The auctioneer shouted for a long time, but when he saw that no one had made a bid, he planned to put the hammer and finalize that the item failed to be sold.

At this time, Huang Xiaojun raised the sign and said, "One Thousand."

The auctioneer was relieved after seeing it. Finally, he did not fail to sell it. Otherwise, this would be a shameful thing for an auctioneer.

"Okay, this lady has bid for one thousand, one thousand, one thousand, and is there anyone else to bid? Okay, that gentleman has bid for two thousand, two thousand, and is there anyone else to bid? Three thousand, this lady continues to bid for three thousand, three thousand, and is there anyone to bid? Three thousand first, three thousand second, and three thousand third, OK, congratulations to this lady for taking the lottery "Ginseng" sent by our Taiwanese friends to witness the friendship between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait. Next, let us continue to invite the next item..."

Song Wen was a little surprised by taking ginseng with only three thousand yuan. But it was true that the roots were tree roots after all. Although they looked good, who knew what the roots were, whether they could see if they were planted and whether they would bloom. Don’t plant a smelly tree at that time, not only would it cost money to waste, but it would also make the mood worse. What’s more, if you have three thousand, you can find a high-end beauty to enjoy it. If it is used for eating, save some money and use it for a while.

After taking pictures of ginseng, I watched the auction several times, and I felt a little bored. Song Wen turned around and looked around. Someone outside the front row turned around.

When Song Wen saw that wasn’t that girl he met at the door? He quickly lowered his head and shrank.

Seeing him sneaky, Huang Xiaojun asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I don't know why, I feel a little dizzy. Maybe the air here is not suitable for me. I think I'd better go out first?"

Song Wen was afraid that the woman would come to settle the score with him just now, so he found an excuse and planned to leave.

Huang Xiaojun nodded without doubting it, and said, "Okay, you go out for a walk first. My booth is No. 103 in the Flower Area. You and Song Hu and the others go there first, and I will come to find you later."

"Okay, then I'll leave first."

After saying that, Song Wen lowered his body and walked out without looking back.

Huang Xiaojun saw it and felt that he was strange.

Dan Tai Minglan sat in front and looked up at the back. She seemed to have seen the boring and vulgar man at the door just now. She swore that if she asked her to find him, she would definitely peel him off and crush his bones and raise them ashes.

"Lanlan, what's wrong with you?"

The friend sitting next to her asked strangely when she saw her looking back.

"I seem to see a dirty guy." Dan Tai Lanlan replied casually.

"What a dirty thing?"

"Haha, nothing."

Dan Tai Minglan found out that he was saying the wrong thing, so he quickly called him and skipped him and passed by perfunctorily.

However, the friend next to her obviously didn't believe it.

Song Wen came outside and thought it would be better to leave first, so as not to meet that girl, and she could not explain it clearly.

So he called Song Hu and said that he was going to the city and asked him to tell Huang Xiaojun by the way. Then he stopped a taxi and went to the city............

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