She was stunned for two seconds and quickly turned around
"Brother Xiang! You! Why did you run outside without wearing pants!"
In this situation, to use popular words nowadays, our company is dead.
On the surface I pretended to be nonchalant, but in my heart I wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in!
When I put on my clothes and came out, her whole ears were red, all the way to the root of her neck.
I didn't blush, I just felt very embarrassed. After all, men and women cannot be intimate.
Then several people finished washing and came out one after another.
The bather was shirtless, with a towel on his shoulders. He asked with a smile, "Who are you? Can I do my job? Do you feel more comfortable now?"
"Ha ha!"
Uncle Liu laughed, "It hurts a little! But your bathing skills are really top-notch! I feel like I've lost at least ten pounds!"
I joked, "Uncle, the three of you have put down at least ten kilograms of mud together. If you want to save the mud on your bodies, you can make at least a hundred leg-stretching pills."
Uncle Liu waved his hand, "It's nothing to me. We have those dirty clothes people in our gang. They never take a shower! The old mud on their bodies is like clothes! It protects against mosquitoes in summer and cold wind in winter!"
This bathing guy was in his thirties and his name was Wang Manxiang. He stared and said, "Is there such a thing? My hands started to itch again when you told me!"
He said, "Do you know the famous Yushengchi in Qingdao in the past? My grandfather has been rubbing there for thirty years, and my father has been rubbing there for twenty years. Many big bosses are used to their methods. If they are both gone, the big bosses will
I don’t even wash it! It’s a pity to say it now, but back then it was also my grandfather’s stupid mouth. If he could talk, he would have become a general just by giving him a bath!”
When I asked, it turned out there was a true story.
During the Republic of China, the Yushengchi Bathhouse in Qingdao, Shandong Province had a booming business. There were dozens of bathers. There was a bathhouse worker named Li Yanqing who was a colleague of his grandfather. At that time, Li Yanqing was attracted by Cao Kun, a great warlord who liked bathing.
Taken away, after Cao Kun gained power, he directly gave him the title of major general! This man was promoted to heaven just because he was good at scrubbing!
The bath guy was very good at his skills, so I gave him 500 yuan when I paid the bill. The rest was a tip, and he was very happy.
Before leaving, Uncle Liu suddenly turned around and asked.
"You have been working here for so long, but have you ever seen a person with a black mole on the sole of his foot? He is about sixty years old."
The bath guy groaned, frowned and said, "Is there a black mole on the sole of your right foot? It's also hairy. The old man has a round face." , has a mustache, is a heavy smoker, and never leaves his hand with cigarettes."
"That's right!"
Uncle Liu said excitedly, "You have seen it! Where is this person!"
"I think this man has been to our bathhouse several times before. He seems to be called Lao Yu. I don't know where he lives specifically, but as far as I know, if you want to find him, you can go to a cigarette shop over there at 798.
Check out the hotel.”
"Smoking shop?" I asked doubtfully.
He whispered to me, "That 798 store looks like a cigarette shop on the surface, but it's actually a cave inside. You can't get in without an acquaintance to show you the way. I went there once with a friend, and it was all single rooms for people to smoke! Who wants to get high?"
Now, I can still spend five hundred yuan to find a big-assed wife who can do all kinds of work. It’s so cool.”
"Really or not? Damn it, there are still people smoking heavy cigarettes in this day and age? No one checked?" I asked in surprise after realizing it.
"hehe"
He laughed and said, "People are not called smoking cigarettes now, they are called hookahs. They are doing it on the sidelines and no one is checking. Even if the industrial and commercial companies come, it will be fine. There is someone above the boss!"
I frowned and said, "So, are you saying that we can't get in if we don't know anyone there? Then how about you take us there?"
"That's not possible! I have guests coming in right now!"
"One thousand yuan will be considered as the lost wages I give you."
"this"
"Okay! Then I'll take you for a walk! But when you get there, don't say you're looking for someone, otherwise they won't let you in, and you'll have to wait for me to change my clothes."
The main purpose of this trip was to inquire about information, so there shouldn’t be too many people. In the end, it was decided that three of us, including myself, Uncle Liu and Brother Zuzha, would go there.
Locals should be familiar with it. The 798 Art Zone over Jiuxianqiao was built with Maozi’s help decades ago. It covers an area of hundreds of thousands of square meters and is home to a large number of young painters, artists, writers, sculptors, and dancers.
Wait, it was once known as the Holy Land of Art in Beijing, with countless talents and beauties. People like us with low academic qualifications and no ideas would be looked down upon there. Those who played high-end art regarded people like us as
Low class people.
However, there are also dark corners in sacred and noble places, and in these corners, dirt and evil practices can also hide.
When night falls and the moonlight covers the entire art district, those so-called artists will get drunk, take drugs, fight, and go whore, and those who paint body art will
, often fall into bed with the model while painting.
If unfortunately they are caught, they will use the excuse that they are looking for inspiration for their own artistic creation, which can be summed up in four words, "hypocrisy in the extreme."
"That's the store. Don't talk nonsense when you go in. I'll talk to someone. Do you have money?"
I nodded and said yes.
This cigarette shop looks very ordinary from the outside. After being introduced by the massage guy, I first paid a deposit of 1,000 yuan, and then a man led us down to the basement.
Yes, there is a secret basement here.
The moment I opened the door, I was shocked by the scene inside.
There are several billiard tables, TVs, and rows of sofa beds. There are about twenty young men and women, and they are all leisurely lying on the sofa beds and smoking "water pipes."
There is a small and exquisite pure copper "kerosene lamp" placed on the bedside table. They hold the big smoking pole with both hands, inhale and exhale. The flames of the oil lamp are reflected on the faces of these people, and they all look intoxicated.
A middle-aged man came to entertain us.
"How many of you are here for the first time? Have you played anywhere else before?"
The massage guy said that we are his friends and we are just here to try something new this time.
"Haha, no problem. Look, here we are all young people. Smoking hookah is a popular trend now. Everyone is under great pressure at work, so they should relax occasionally!"
"It's your first time here, and you're not familiar with the process and tools. Find a smoker. It costs a hundred yuan an hour."
"Smoke sister", this profession used to be popular in major opium dens in Shanghai, but it should have disappeared long ago. I didn't expect it to still exist.
The main job of a smoker's wife is to help customers "select guns, make cigarettes, adjust cigarettes, and light lamps." This is a technical job. In the past, the old smokers were eager to have a smoker with good cigarette mixing skills to serve them. A powerful smoker can
The legendary "Seven Stars Continuous Pipe Tobacco" is prepared. With one sip, you can taste seven different flavors.
According to the past rules, a smoker does not sell her body, so if a customer wants to do something, they can either spend money to order a smoker or a bartender. With these two, they can smoke, chat, and play with whom.
One-stop.
The smoker who served us was in her thirties, with very fair skin. She wore a fishnet outfit and a hip-hugging skirt. She always had a smile on her face. Especially when she inadvertently bent over, the precipitous ravine scenery was clearly exposed.
I'm okay, after all, we've seen big storms, but the same can't be said for the bathing guy. His eyes are so full, as if he wants to push him down.
< br> Mrs. Yan didn’t seem to notice the fool of the bath guy. She was holding a tray in both hands. On the tray were several types of pipes with different appearances.
Her voice was lazy and soft, sounding like a spring breeze.
"Three bosses, it's your first time to play. It's very important to choose the right gun. Different guns bring completely different feelings."
The bather slapped the table and said loudly, "This is not the first time for me! Just use the Bamboo Salute! I like the strong ones!"
I took a sip of water, shook my head and said I didn’t understand. Please introduce me.
Mrs. Yan smiled and said, "We mainly have five kinds of guns here, namely the Canary Flute, the Bamboo Salute, the Algar Iceberg Island, the Seven-hole Immortal Xiao, and the Soul-Reviving Shrimp Whisker Gun."
"Which gun is the most powerful?" I asked curiously.
"Of course they are the Shrimp Beard Gun and the Immortal Immortal Xiao. The Immortal Immortal Xiao is the most expensive. If you decide to use it, we will give you some benefits."
"What benefits are you talking about?"
She smiled generously and said, "Piao Piao Wonderland, sucking up and blowing down, all men like it."
"good!"
The bathing brother immediately said excitedly, "I don't need the Bamboo Salute anymore! Change it for me! Replace it with the seven-hole Shengxianxiao!"
After saying that, the massage guy stood up and took off his belt.
Mrs. Yan was stunned and asked, "What are you doing?"
The bathing guy laughed and said, "You didn't say that! Suck it up and blow it down! Come on!"
Mrs. Yan's expression changed and her lips moved. I felt like she said the word "silly".
The good professionalism made Mrs. Yan smile and say, "Boss, you misunderstood. I don't do this kind of work. A special sister-in-law will come over to do it later."
The bath guy said "oh" and then sat down.
Then the three of us started puffing away at the service of Mrs. Yan. The gun I chose was the Canary Flute, and Uncle Liu chose the Algar Iceberg Island. One was the regular flavor and the other was the cold mint flavor.
When I smoked it, my lungs were full, and I spit it out immediately after taking one puff. But even so, I still felt slightly dizzy. This cigarette must be mixed with some kind of contraband. If you smoke it for a long time, you will definitely become addicted.
After about twenty minutes, Mrs. Yan got up and went out. Then the door was pushed open and I heard the sound of high heels walking.
This must be the arrival of Sister-in-law, so I quickly sat up from the sofa bed.