The starting bid was one hundred taels a bottle.
As soon as Zhu Zi finished speaking, he was bid up to five hundred taels directly.
"Mm."
He felt like he couldn't live without this thing.
It was intoxicating to eat!
But what he didn't expect was.
His friends, who had come to show their support for Fang Er, immediately turned their backs on him.
"Five hundred and fifty."
"Six hundred."
Then the bidding started from their table.
After hearing Zhu Zi's introduction and Zhang Yuanwai's five-fold increase in price.
His friends instantly knew why he could last for two hours!
So.
The wretched Zhang Yuanwai didn't get a single bottle.
Due to the special properties of this item, those noble sons couldn't bring themselves to fight for it.
All of it was bought by his friends.
The auction didn't end until You Shi.
Fang Er, pulling Changsun Chong and the others, went to the backyard.
He had Sun Zhou bring out several boxes.
When the lids were opened, they revealed rows of hand cannons neatly arranged inside.
Upon seeing the hand cannons, the few men's eyes lit up.
"Don't mess around, you can't use these things. Don't hurt yourselves."
Fang Er warned them.
"Got it! But we really want to try them!"
Changsun Chong touched a hand cannon, feeling an irresistible urge to test it.
But he also knew that they truly couldn't use them.
Previously, Cheng Chumo had stolen his father's hand cannon.
A few of their companions had found a guard to test a shot.
As a result, the guard's thumb was directly shattered by the blast!
The caliber of later aircraft cannons is only 23 to 30 millimeters.
The caliber of this hand cannon has reached 20 millimeters.
It's completely normal for a finger to be broken!
This was also why Fang Er warned them.
Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde were monsters!
Those who could fight their way through thousands of troops must have physical qualities that these half-grown kids couldn't match.
The young men excitedly had their servants carry the boxes containing the hand cannons, bid farewell to Fang Er, and returned to their fathers to claim credit.
After seeing them off, Fang Er sat in the backyard.
Sun Zhou, Zhao Hu, Zhu Zi, and the others, along with their men, brought out the money from the auction house to consolidate.
By the time Fang Er finished drinking a pot of tea.
The yard was already piled high with boxes.
Fang Er walked forward and casually opened one.
The silver ingots, glittering under the moonlight, were truly beautiful!
Forty items were auctioned, for a total of two hundred and seventy thousand taels of silver!
There was copper cash, silver, and gold.
No flying money was accepted!
The copper cash alone was piled into a small mountain in the yard!
Steward Zhang Bo was dumbfounded.
From the moment the auction began, his heart had not calmed down.
After items were sold earlier.
Those who had won the items directly had their servants deliver the money to the back door of Zuixian Lou.
Boxes of gold and silver, carts of copper cash, flowed into the courtyard like a river.
And the one who felt it most keenly was Xing'er, who hosted the auction.
She came from a brothel and considered herself to have met no small number of high officials and rich young masters.
But she had never known that money could come so quickly!
Her gaze towards Fang Er was filled with adoration!
Fang Er looked at the piles of money and treasures.
But he was worried about how to spend it!
Damn it, what use is this stuff at home!
It needs to be spent!
Only by spending it can it generate corresponding value.
Keeping it at home is no different from the steel in the blacksmith's shop.
Sun Zhou and Zhao Hu, along with twenty guards, didn't dare to close their eyes all night.
They were afraid of any thieves sneaking in.
Fortunately, everything was peaceful until dawn.
As soon as dawn broke, Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde arrived at Zuixian Lou.
They already knew about yesterday's auction.
They also knew that Fang Er had made a huge profit.
So they came to remind Fang Er to be careful.
Don't get hurt over money.
"Brothers, rest assured. At Fang Family Manor, you can't hurt me without a thousand or eight hundred men.
Don't forget, my five hundred musketeers and the Conqueror Army are not to be trifled with."
Knowing their intention, Fang Er said with a smile.
However, he was also grateful that these two had rushed over to remind him so early.
"It's good that you're aware."
Cheng Yaojin waved his hand.
"An Zhi, elder brother congratulates you."
Yuchi Jingde raised his wine cup towards Fang Er.
"What is there to congratulate about? It's just a little money."
Fang Er was somewhat puzzled.
Given Zuixian Lou's income, their two families had already profited tens of thousands of taels of silver in the past few months, so they shouldn't have valued the auction money so highly.
"It's not about the auction. A decision has already been made in court regarding the recent northern campaign.
This time, you should be promoted several ranks, and you might even be granted a noble title."
Yuchi Jingde explained.
"Hah! I thought it was something else. I don't care about these things. By the way, how were those prisoners handled?"
Fang Er was more curious about this than official positions.
Cheng Yaojin was somewhat speechless.
"Damn it!
A deviant!
If it were anyone else, they would be overjoyed to know they were getting promoted.
But this brother of mine doesn't care about that and is instead concerned about the war captives.
"According to tradition, they are to be enslaved, first sold off, and the remainder used for hard labor. However, the number this time is too large, making it really difficult to handle."
Originally, according to the previous plan, they could have gone deep into Goryeo to obtain some money or provisions to alleviate the pressure on the court, but now it has worsened the grain shortage.
Yuchi Baolin sighed after speaking.
This situation is truly not Fang Er's fault.
No one could have ever imagined capturing so many prisoners.
Fang Er scratched his head.
Doesn't this seem like I accidentally dug a pit for Li Shimin?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt he had wronged him.
So, Fang Er gritted his teeth and said.
"Brother Cheng, Brother Yuchi, wait a moment."
After speaking, he got up and walked to the backyard.
He found paper and charcoal sticks, and drew and wrote on them.
Then he folded it and brought it to the front, handing it to Cheng Yaojin.
"Please trouble Brother Cheng to give this to His Majesty, and say it's a small suggestion from your brother."
Cheng Yaojin instinctively wanted to open it to read.
However, Yuchi Jingde grabbed his hand.
"Can I see it?"
Yuchi Jingde looked at Fang Er.
"It's fine. You can look, but don't pass it on. Everything depends on His Majesty's will."
Fang Er said.
Yuchi Jingde thought for a moment, then said to Cheng Yaojin: "Since An Zhi said so, then hurry and send it to His Majesty. Let His Majesty decide whether to read it, and don't you go blurting it out after drinking one day!"
Cheng Yaojin nodded.
He tucked the paper away.
The two then left Zuixian Lou and headed for the imperial palace.
Li Shimin was having his meal when Eunuch Deng came to report that Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde requested an audience.
He was slightly stunned.
These two fellows never actively sought to enter the palace to see him without reason.
What had happened?
"Quickly, call them in."
Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde were led into the hall by Eunuch Deng.
Li Shimin pushed aside his tableware and signaled Eunuch Deng to clear it away.
"Is there something?"
He asked Cheng Yaojin and the other, looking at them.