Transmigrator meets Reincarnator II

Chapter 13| Combining Techniques & Conceited Thoughts

The day of the auction, Xia Meixiang stepped off the Xia Family carriage in the company of not only her father, but Xia Ling-Er and Third Uncle Xia Jiaolong. Although the crowd around the Four Clouds Auction House was light, it was only because some patrons were already inside.

Xia Meixiang pet BaoBao, who had accompanied her out today, ruffling its scarlet fur slightly with her ministrations. She stared at the duo with a complicated expression, lighter than the one she had expressed before at the manor, but no less suspicious of the young girl who was her cousin.

Tagging along under the excuse of finding a means to help her breakthrough to the Martial Scholar Realm, Xia Ling-Er had been a talkative and inquisitive companion in the carriage, making Xia Meixiang quite irritated with her fast.

Accompanying Xia Meixiang was Xiao Zhong, who stood taciturn behind her mistress, frowning at the blushing attendant behind Xia Ling-Er.

The other girl kept glancing over at her mistress, and Xiao Zhong did not have a good impression of Xia Ling-Er's people, let alone Xia Ling-Er. They were all a crafty and unreliable set of servants whose only talents seemed to lie in decoration and being mouth pieces.

After Xia Yuanzhou showed the Xia Family's Pass to the doorman, they were warmly led upstairs by a blue-robed older gentleman. Xia Meixiang gave the older man a smile upon being seated. He handed them each a list containing the treasures being auctioned away, his smile professional.

"Uncle Shen treats us so well." After saying this, she motioned for Xiao Zhong to pass his a small pouch with three silver coins in it.

The man called Uncle Shen was named Shen Kong, and he was a senior worker of the Four Clouds Pagoda. For as long as Xia Meixiang had been attending the auctions with her father, Xia Meixiang had seen his amiable face serving their Family's private box.

"This servant only acts as he should," Shen Kong smiled warmly at the young girl, accepting the pouch, "Second Young Miss Xia flatters this one too much."

Shen Kong was considered an existence third only to the auction house manager and the owner. Having worked his way to his position since he was a rowdy young boy, he had seen plenty of young masters and misses of temperaments great and small. Xia Meixiang stood out as one who was both cunning and cool.

When she had first offered him the pouch, she had been only the size of his calf, barely a slip of a girl. He had peered inside, thinking it would hold a candy or a shiny toy, only to find three silver coins, shiny and heavy in the simple silk pouch.

At first, he had thought her father whom she had accompanied, had shown her this trick. Until she returned again half a year later, executing the same move.

Three silver coins was the monthly salary of someone like himself. It was enough to serve his family and have some savings to scrape together for his grandson's education later. Being handed so much money by a little girl frightened him. He had tried to give it back to her, but she had told him in her six-year-old milky voice, "Uncle Shen cares for Mei'er whenever she is here. Mei'er only wants to repay him accordingly."

He insisted that she take the money back, but she simply added. "Then if Mei'er may ask, if anything good appears in the auction house, send word to Mei'er."

Shen Kong had understood then that this young miss from the Xia Family was not a simple girl. Gradually, he no longer felt uneasy taking the pouch from her and would send word to the Second Household when good things appeared on the auction list.

With this transaction, he became a staunch supporter of the Xia Family's Second Household, forming a good relationship with the Second Household's people.