39.5 Clay

"It doesn't matter! Come on, let's just do it! If we don't, I'm dead! My employees had tried to trick him before, and he had already ascertained the worth of his gems, and it was in the correct range of taels!"

"Okay! Fine. After switching though, this has nothing to do with me."

The two managers sneakily swapped out the gems before placing them on auction yet again. Second manager barged out, taking a small share of the real gems.

"The seller gave gems that were of finer quality, and wanted to replace those of worse quality. We apologise for the interruption."

The first manager put the gems quietly into his pocket, and with a clanking sound, it was filled up, yet it looked not quite full. Though, before he could sneak out, a black cat scratched his leg, and coincidentally, his pocket.

Moaning in pain for a moment, he clamped his hand over his mouth, and as he sweat because of the itchy pain, the cat took the gems into his mouth and ran away. The first manager gasped.

The second auction house's manager had long gone, and there was nobody here to help him.

He turned back, almost wanting to call back the now, auctioning, item.

"Three million taels!"

His eyes widened, sweat pouring out profusely as he kneeled to the ground, tears flowing out freely.

Sharp eyes glared from a corner, as it stared at the manager that had completely forgotten to pay attention to the cat that his own customer had brought in at that time, and this time.

After calling out the number, Xuanmei, in the upstairs cabin that she had paid for, she had already taken off the mask of the second manager's face.

"Ah, you just plan to trick and oppose me, do you?"

How had she seen the second manager? Well, Xuanmei had looked at the manager and decided to do a mask of him while he was entering the auction house.

Using clay she had accidentally made while she was trying to make sleeping gas, she spread the palm sized clay out into a one centimeter thin circular shape.

Poking holes as the eyes and mouth, Xuanmei slowly pressed her finger into the center of the clay face and exerted slight pressure, protruding a nose bigger than hers, making sure the clay fit on her face and applying some water to blend it into her face.

Having not learnt much skills on aesthetics, make-up and application of ingredients and resources to make masks or faces, she had only photographic memory and clay, which, in this world, wasn't already found.

Making it herself was surprisingly easy, and so she found it an easy way to just make sure that she had an extra emergency face on hand.

Ming curled his tail as he laid on the refreshment table, his eyes glancing lazily at Xuanmei, wiping his paws as his paws were covered in lemon juice.

"You scratched the first auction's Manager with lemon juice?"

"Meow."