In the Willow Alley with the strong fragrance of fireworks, a girl waving a colorful silk scarf leaned softly into the visitor's arms, and pulled him into the mahogany gate with a sweet smile.
The gate was full of drunkenness and wealth, and people were greeted and sent away, with rouge and gouache, and the fragrance was fragrant.
This is a high-end brothel that has recently emerged in the capital. Every day, people who come here spend at least a hundred taels of silver.
It is a veritable gold-selling cave on the road. As long as you have money here, you can live a life more carefree than a god.
"Ye Die" is not just for girls, it also has private rooms and a casino on the second floor, and there is a hot spring chessboard in the backyard. Especially there is a big table in the center of the main hall. If you want, you can auction anything you want on it.
Want to auction something.
According to the rules, Rosemary Tower will take 10% of the gold, silver and jewelry received from the seller as an intermediary fee.
Don't underestimate this 10% intermediary fee. It is no exaggeration to say that at least it is the cost of an ordinary family of five for a year, which is extremely expensive.
Even so, "Ye Die" is still very famous, so famous that people want to sharpen their heads and squeeze in to gain experience.
The boss of "Ye Die" has never shown his face. I don't know why. It is so mysterious that people always want to know who is behind this huge asset?
Since the cholera in the capital, the court was reshuffled, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the Black family aspired to the throne, in just one month, a comprehensive entertainment venue was built, monopolizing the entire industry at an unimaginable speed.
The market in the industry made other brothel and casino operators red-eyed. They tried their best to improve themselves, but lost all their money time and time again.
Some people have also inquired about the identity of the boss, but the girls and waiters who serve the customers always smile and never make anyone feel uncomfortable.
A curious young master even asked his men to investigate, but only one result was obtained.
The boss likes to wear red clothes, whether it is summer or winter...
In the midst of the hustle and bustle, a man wearing a large black brocade robe and holding a long pipe pipe walked in. He was rather rough-looking, and even when he spoke he had a unique accent outside the customs, and he had the aura of a gangster: "Come on, come on, come on,
Mr. Luo, please come this way."
As the shadows of the trees swayed, a man laughed evilly. His voice had a unique grace and was full of a buzzing metallic sound. It was deep and pleasant: "Brother, it seems that you are very familiar with this place. What's wrong?"
Is this your store?”
"Haha, Mr. Luo, I was wrong this time. Although I, Lao Zhao, also want this store, I am not the boss here." The man said mysteriously: "You can see her later, you two.
They are all the smartest people I have met since I came to the capital. Not to mention, they even have similar temperaments."
"Oh?" The low tone rose slightly, conveying an unspeakable evil spirit, and a faint light flashed between the thin lips: "It looks like me? Then you should take a closer look..."
The two people chatted and laughed as they walked around the bamboo sea with the tinkling spring water. After another roundabout, the servant led them into a boudoir made of green bamboo.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the person sitting in the room stood up. The bright red robe raised a gorgeous arc with her movements. The whole dress only had a belt tied around the waist. Her long straight black hair was tied with a rope.
A few strands of disobedient hair were tied up and hung slightly down, adding a bit of evil temptation.
This guy is almost dangerously beautiful.
The corners of her mouth were half raised, and her voice was lazy and enchanting to the extreme: "Brother, who do you want to introduce to me? And you made an appointment specifically for me?"