A certain number of people did not count the gold purchasing power and price level here, but after paying for the dress, he found that the gold coins he brought with him were not enough.

As he was leaving the store, Charles asked Rescheer, "Is there a place to sell valuables here?"

Reschee was shocked: "Why, are you short of money?"

Charles scratched the back of his head and said truthfully: "I'm out of cash, so I'll sell some things to turn around. I have some things here, which are specially used to exchange money in case of emergency."

After thinking about it for a while, Reschee said, "If it's a valuable thing, it's best to take it to the auction house for auction."

Charles thinks it makes sense, but is also a little worried, "Do you think the auction house will cheat us?"

Rescheer smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't worry, it won't."

Having said that, Charles and her came to the splendid auction house.

The auction house will hold a grand annual auction at the end of the year, and although there is still more than a month to go, several finale auction items are already being displayed and advertised.

A silver-scale breastplate in the showcase caught Charles' attention, for no other reason than because its mithril content was around 2%.

He glanced at the starting price and whispered to Leschel: "Is Mithril valuable?"

Reschee replied: "Yes, it only exists in natural silver, it is difficult to extract, and it has a very high defense against the magic of the demons, and it is in great demand."

This time, a certain person knew that there was a large piece of mithril in his storage ring, which was originally intended to be used as a shield when necessary.

On the way to find the owner of the auction house, Charles gave Leschel a voice to teach her how to speak later. The girl was stunned for a moment, and then a bright smile appeared on her face.

In the parlour, the servants served hot tea and snacks.

The dim sum tastes good, the small round biscuits have a petal-shaped groove in the middle, and they are filled with jam and preserves.

After about ten minutes, a burst of hearty laughter entered the door first, and an uncle in a dark green suit strode in.

Reschee hurriedly stood up to greet the people who came: "Good afternoon, Uncle Kellner!"

Kellner said to her happily: "Haha! I knew you would come to see Uncle!!"

"What did you do this morning..."

Rescheer asked, pretending to be curious, "Did something happen this morning?"

Kellner's eyes lit up, he smiled even more happily, and said with satisfaction: "It's okay, everything is subject to the official announcement."

He looked at Lescheer carefully, and continued: "It seems that the rumor that your curse is lifted is true."

Reschee turned and pulled Charles behind him and said, "This is the chief of Yimin Academy this year, his name is Charles, and he cured me."

Kellner scrutinized the person carefully, and said indignantly: "You are the one who gave the recipe for the bald-headed venison stew, that **** bought all the new succubus as soon as he came back from Imin College. , not a single one is left!"

Charles was stunned, not knowing what to say.

Kellner didn't care about him anymore, and dragged Rescheer to sit down on the sofa, nagging about his parents' shortcoming, mainly about recent things.

Only then did someone know that Kellner and Rescheer's father were classmates in the same dormitory.

Kellner said angrily: "Your family has done too much. It's not your fault that you were divorced. If your uncle scolded them a few times, even if it was irreversible, we would look at him highly. "

"But he kicked you out of the house at this moment. That would be a big mistake. Who would trust a person who would even abandon his family."

"And at that time, several of us and His Highness Maya tried to persuade him. He just insisted no matter what he said. I really don't know what his mind was thinking."

Leschel said with a smile, "Let's just let this go. It has nothing to do with me what they do or think. I came to see Uncle today to trouble you with something."

Kellner waved his hand, and immediately a maid brought a tray and placed it on the coffee table. On the tray was a rather large money bag.

"You can take this." Kellner said, "Study hard in the academy, and I'll talk about it after graduation. Uncle will introduce you to a good job."

He was talking to Rescheer, but his eyes were on Charles from time to time.

Charles was there drinking his tea calmly, as if nothing had to do with him.

Rescheer didn't take the money bag, but took out a cube wrapped in white silk from his pocket.

She solemnly placed the package on the coffee table, opened it slowly with both hands, and two silver metal blocks the size of a cigarette box appeared in front of everyone.

Kellner has worked in the auction house for so many years, and he has a vision. At a glance, he recognizes that these two straight and smooth pieces of metal are mithril, and they are mithril of extremely high purity.

Then the problem arises. It is impossible for natural mithril to grow so neatly, let alone to have such a high purity. The two pieces of mithril must be the finished products of later purification and processing.

Moreover, the output of mithril is extremely limited, and one year's output can produce two or three pairs of alloy scales and breastplates with a content of two or three points. Such scales are also expensive enough to be the finale of the annual auction. Boutique.

The two pieces of mithril on the table are enough to create five or six silver-scale breastplates.

Reschee said: "Uncle Kellner, I plan to put these two pieces of mithril for auction with you."

Kellner was stunned for two minutes before he came back to his senses. He didn't answer whether he could auction it, but asked Lescheer seriously: "How did these two pieces of mithril come from?"

He was afraid that these things were obtained by Reschee through improper means, whether it was stealing or selling the stolen goods for others, it would cost him his head.

Then, holding the teacup, Xi found himself being stared at again.

The smile on Reschee's face brightened, and she said, "Please rest assured, there is no problem with the origin of these two pieces of mithril."

"Actually, they have something to do with the curse I suffered before."

She was right in saying that. If she wasn't parasitized by those moss, she wouldn't recruit new students to relax. Even if she went swimming that day, she would definitely fight with the fisherman who looked down on her. Naturally, the relationship between the two will not be as close as it is now, and there is no way to talk about the two pieces of mithril~lightnovelpub.net~ But this is another story in Kellner's mind.

He knew that Reschee was cursed with strange things on his body during an expedition to the ruins. If the ruins used to be the place where mithril was processed and stored, then it would make sense to have such a powerful and strange curse protection.

If someone stole mithril, the plants growing on the thief are the best signs and evidence, and they are sure to be caught.

This is a common practice, and auction house warehouses have similar arrangements that leave a strong, pungent smell on thieves.

In a certain castle in another world, the person who opened a door without the owner's consent would automatically put a "meow" at the end of his speech and he would not notice it. This technology was also introduced by a traveler. to this world.

After some brainstorming, Kellner believed that Reschee had secretly kept two pieces of mithril after retrieving the mithril from the ruins, and what her family did after her curse broke out seemed to be forced to death She keeps her mouth shut.