Chapter 249 The Second String, Ferryman, Bai Qiuyue!

Author: Bachelor in White

Chapter 249 The Second String, Ferryman, Bai Qiuyue!

In front of Yanchun Tower.

The two little girls had been trained, and although they were puzzled, they still stepped forward to recruit them.

"This man," they asked, seeing that the white-haired old miracle doctor had an extraordinary bearing and must be the head of the family, "are you... here to have a drink?"

"Nonsense!"

The old miracle doctor blew his beard and stared angrily: "Have you ever seen someone dragging his family to visit a brothel?"

The two girls shook their heads in bewilderment, and they were convinced.

No one would be so arrogant.

"That's enough!" The old genius doctor waved his hands to Yin Qingqing, Xi'er, and Ye according to the original plan: "I want to go inside to cultivate my own sentiments, release my inner depression, sublimate my ambitions and feelings, and make friends with like-minded people. You

Leave quickly, don't disturb me!"

Xi'er opened her mouth, it seemed that her words were not planned.

But listen and translate it, it seems there is nothing wrong with it.

When the two girls heard this, their bodies trembled and they clamped their legs together. At this moment, the courage and decisiveness exuded by the old miracle doctor immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Inside, some people heard the old miraculous doctor’s arrogance and couldn’t help but give a thumbs up and shouted:

"well said!"

"Wonderful!"

"Mr. Gaoyi!"

A young man who looked like a scholar burst into tears, shook his head and drank the wine in one gulp: "I am so ashamed of myself!"

At this time, the pony Red King held the orange cat with contempt on his face and rolled his eyes, making an innocent look: "I want it too!"

"Okay! I will take you inside to have a look!"

Although the two girls feel that the boy is too young.

They whispered to each other.

"He seems a little too young!"

"Ke Xianggu is suitable for both men and women, old and young, maybe..."

"Too!"

After the discussion, the two girls smiled and took the old and the young respectively: "Come in, please!"

The old miracle doctor threw out a lot of money: "Arrange a high-quality private seat for me."

Since the old genius doctor understood the essence of Chi Wang's spending money to do things, his attitude towards throwing away money now vaguely resembles Chi Wang's past demeanor. After a while, the news of Master Kuo and Young Master coming to Yan Chun Tower alarmed the Madam of Yan Chun Tower.

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After entering the private seats on the second floor, Jun Buxiao stood coolly in the corner. As mentioned before, without the mask, he looked like a mentally retarded person who did not know how to communicate with others. Standing in the corner with his arms folded and unsmiling, he looked like a retarded person.

Like a bodyguard.

Not long after, the Madam came in, swinging a small flower fan. She was dressed in bright and well-kept clothes. She was over forty, but she looked to be in her early thirties, and she looked like a mature woman.

Situ Yong and Zheng Xiu looked at each other and flashed this person's information at the same time. This madam was the retired prostitute who founded Yanchun Tower. Her eyes filled with water were first seen by Situ Yong and Zheng Xiu respectively.

Zheng Xiu studied his face for a moment, and finally focused on the young man's face.

As for Jun Buxiao, he acted like a subordinate and was ignored by the madam.

"Hey! This handsome young man looks quite unfamiliar. He's not from here, is he?"

After Situ Yong thought deeply, he looked at the old madam with interest: "Oh?"

Not long after the madam entered, a pretty girl brought several plates of exquisite snacks and placed them on the table. The orange cat jumped from Zheng Xiu's arms to the table, fiddled with the exquisite small plates with its paws, and turned around to let out a dissatisfied sound.

Meow.

"Meow! Meow! Meow!"

【It doesn’t feel as good as fried fish cakes!】

Zheng Xiu glared at the orange cat.

Orange cats refuse to eat.

express protest.

The Madam's eyes were attracted by the orange cat's strange behavior for a moment, and then Zheng Xiu said: "We are from the Imperial City."

"Hiss!" The old bustard suddenly took a breath of cold air: "It turns out he is a young master from the capital!" Soon she showed a wry smile again: "Oh, since he is a young master from a big city, I am afraid that the young master from the small temple of the Nu family

Girl, you can’t catch the eyes of the young master!”

"I heard that you have an oiran here who is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. It just so happens that I have some knowledge of painting and want to compete with Xianggu."

Hearing this, Situ Yong suppressed a smile and twitched the corners of his mouth. When he came to the girl, he just said it straight away, why bother to find such lame excuses.

The young master is still not experienced enough.

Sure enough, the old madam didn't take the young master's "knowledge of painting" to heart. In fact, most of the people who came to the brothel to find girls were arty. Some said they knew chess, some said they knew painting, some said they knew how to play the piano, and some said they knew how to play the piano.

He said that he knew rope skills just to find a way to get close to Xianggu. The old madam had seen too much of this.

The old madam's eyes flashed, thinking that the two of them didn't understand, so she told Xiang Gu's rules for choosing guests.

Just as Jun Buxiao learned about it, the legendary model worker Xiang Gu picks up customers every night and all year round. She doesn’t choose her customers based on their money or looks, but only their eyes. With the right eyes, even a beggar on the street

He is a weirdo who can enter her tent and have a romantic night.

But it is precisely because of this strange rule that it attracts so many people.

"rule?"

Is this also a rule?

Zheng Xiu suddenly understood that maybe the "no picky" aspect was a very harsh rule for the [Orchid] sect. Everyone had to accept it, and this rule was too painful.

Nodding secretly in his heart, Zheng Xiu spread his hands towards Situ Yong.

Situ Yong understood and placed a heavy bag on the table.

Fortunately, Yin Qingqing had brought enough money with her before going out.

Zheng Xiu opened the bag and took out a long and narrow gold ingot.

"I have a bad habit."

“When things go wrong, I like to spend money.”

In the horrified eyes of the old bustard, the young man moved slowly, took out the second gold ingot from the bag, and stacked it on the first gold ingot.

“The more unhappy you are, the more you like to spend money.”

"The more things go wrong, the more expensive it will be."

"Money is like a bastard. If you don't spend it, you won't be happy."

As the gold ingots rose up one after another, the old madam's breathing quickened.

"But I know very well that money is not everything. Sometimes, of course, there are things that money cannot solve."

In the blink of an eye, Zheng Xiulai had six gold ingots.

This gold is enough to buy this Yanchun Building.

The old madam has never seen people show off their wealth in brothels, but she has never seen someone show off their wealth so freely.

She was breathing rapidly, her pupils were dilated, and she was staring at the six gold ingots. Just when she was about to say something, the madam suddenly seemed to remember something, and she quickly apologized: "My little ancestor, you are really the little ancestor of the slave family.

If the slave family were ten or eight years younger, the master could do anything if he thought about it! The slave family also knows that the master is here for Xianggu, but it just can’t be done tonight. Xianggu’s guests for tonight have already been booked.

There is an honored guest in her room! Tonight, I am afraid she will let..."

Before she finished speaking, Zheng Xiu looked calm and took out the seventh gold ingot with a smile and stacked it on top.

Bang!

The gold ingot tower was not stable and collapsed, with a table falling on it.

The young man looked helpless: "So often when I encounter problems that cannot be solved with money, I can only find other ways. You said..." The young man raised his head, his eyes were bright, not at all as pure as a prostitute, and he smiled and said: "Xiang Gu

Are you free tonight or not?"

The madam left in fear.

Situ Yong looked at the young man who put away the gold ingots suspiciously, and asked: "Why do I think you are more skilled than the Red King in this art of using wealth to oppress people?"

"Tch, you and the Red King are not familiar with each other."

"I have been friends with God for a long time and have heard all kinds of legends."
To be continued...