"The winner has been decided."
"This time, I think the poetry and wine championship can end early."
Inside the pearl curtain, the green-clothed woman's voice spread throughout the hall, her originally ice-clear and cloudy voice was surprisingly mixed with bursts of unconcealed joy at this time.
"Gentlemen, do you have any comments?"
If we were to say that just now, there would have been a bunch of people standing up to oppose, and there would probably even be people cursing.
But at this moment, the whole room was silent, and not a single person dared to utter a single fart.
Although, many people were already looking at Han Qianqian with great displeasure because of the slightly joyful tone of the woman in green.
But even Yuan, the best of them all, was now honestly hanging under Han Qianqian's punch, so who would dare to make a move?
How arrogant these people had been earlier, they were now, how weak they were.
"Since all of you have no opinion, I, too, have no opinion. Come, people."
As soon as the words fell, she gently clapped her hands, and in an instant, eight men and four women dressed in gorgeous clothes, each carrying a tray covered by a red cloth, with smiles on their faces, slowly walked out.
Then, the two waitresses who had been pouring the wine went up and lifted the red cloths off the trays in each of the eight people's hands.
At once, the whole hall of the flower boat turned unusually bright.
From left to right, each tray contained almost all kinds of exotic treasures of gold and turquoise.
Blood-red diamonds about the size of a monkey's head, rare Xuan ice shining with a green glow, and all sorts of other goodies that could not be named.
Even though Han Qianqian did not know them, he was a "tycoon" who had been in the auction house, and with these experiences alone, he could already decide that each of these eight items was worth a lot of money, and if they were to be put together at the same time, they would be even richer.
"Your Excellency, please." The two waitresses smiled faintly at Han Qianqian, then each took a step aside, their meaning self-explanatory.
Han Qianqian frowned slightly, "For me?"
The two waitresses nodded and smiled, "This is the prize for the leader of poetry and wine, but it is also ......
"Get rich, get rich." Before the two female waitresses had finished speaking, the piercing mountain beetle had already farted up, looking at the entire eight trays of exotic treasures, the bastard's eyes emitted a fine light belonging to a wealthy fan.
Although he knew that Han Qianqian was very rich, but he did not know how rich Han Qianqian really was, and the eight pots of exotic treasures in front of him were enormous and incomparable wealth, and the piercing mountain beetle naturally would not be polite.
"Wearing ...... yellow sand monster." Seeing that the creature had already run to the servant and was in love with the gold and silver jewels on the basin, Han Qianqian hurriedly drank him off.
Han three thousand slightly a curved body, to the back of the bead curtain softly and said: "the so-called no merit, these things, I do not need."
"As for this poetry and wine leader, I have no intention of doing so." Han Qianqian shook his head.
He had never participated in a literary competition, and he had no choice but to participate in a martial arts competition, so he had no interest in the poetry and wine championship.
"Regardless of whether it was intentional or not, you have won the competition, so according to the rules, these things are yours." The voice inside the curtain whispered.
"I don't need these things." Han Qianqian shook his head.
How can you take something so valuable at will!
"You don't need them, but perhaps my daughter does, so please accept them."
"Aiya, I said Han San ...... Pierced Mountain Beetle, are you stupid." The mountain piercing armor took a few steps up, then, looking at Han Sanchi in a depressed manner, said, "If you have something to give away for nothing, why don't you want it?"
A free gift?
Han Qianqian ignored this guy, instead he frowned, puzzled and said, "Girl, what do you mean by that? I don't need it, but you might?"
These words sounded strange to Han Qianqian, as if, there was something in the words.
"Aiya, I say the countryman ...... no, this grand master, you should not pretend to be confused, you have taken this poetry and wine of the aoi, do not know what for?" Someone depressed said.
Han Qianqian put his eyes on it and was indeed puzzled, "I really don't know."
"Oh, in a nutshell, marry a beauty and become a rich master."
"These eight pots of exotic treasures are nothing else, they are dowries!"
"Dowry?" Han Qianqian froze!