At the same time, similar shouts were heard from other places.
Gorgeous beauties walked out from all over the place one after another. They were all one-in-a-million beauties. At a rough glance, there were no less than a dozen of them!
Yang Fan was secretly shocked.
If one person leaves the building, he will need at least thirty thousand taels of silver!
So many people are qualified to leave the building and strive for the final title of oiran, which means almost a lot of money!
More than five hundred thousand taels of silver!
What a terrifying number this is!
I can't complain that through the ages, the business of brothels has always been banned. It is impossible to stop it without talking about the true nature of men, just because of the profits flowing from it.
Just like the red light district in the previous life, the coolness of Bangzi, the neon Shinjuku, Amsterdam in the Netherlands, the Moulin Rouge in France and Spain, etc.
There are even some places where this kind of flesh and blood business is regarded as a pillar industry, and almost all the people are prostitutes.
Yang Fan's mind turned back to Chunxi Town.
Both the Qinghuan and Honghui here are sought after by people, which is equivalent to the integration of the idol economy and the flesh and blood business, two sides of the same body.
Soon, a group of oiran candidates arrived in the center of the town.
A Buddhist hall in Fahua Temple.
That's right.
This is the final place to compete for the oiran.
At this time, the stages had already been arranged in the square in front of the Buddhist hall, among which the main stage was the most eye-catching, which was reserved for the oiran who won in the end.
Others who are qualified to leave the building are on various sub-stages, surrounding the main stage.
The bustling crowds were almost everywhere in the square. They looked at the beauty on the stage, their faces turned red and their voices almost became hoarse.
In the crowd, two brothers, Chen Zhe and Chen Jing, suddenly saw one of the stands and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Is it this big?"
"Tsk, tsk, but once you say it, it's really fair!"
"As expected of a beauty from the Western Regions, such a beauty is a rarity even in the capital of gods!" Chen Zhe marveled.
Chen Jing was also jealous: "Moreover, he has abundant physical strength and amazing durability. The key is that he has no hair..."
"Um?"
"..."
Chen Zhe and Chen Jing looked at each other and laughed strangely.
On the stage, Ayimu was dressed as a dancer, lying on her side on the bed on the stage. She wore a black bra and a dance skirt that was a mixture of bright gold and blue. Her arms were wrapped with orange gauze, and her face was covered by white gauze.
the following.
Barefoot, bare legs.
Charming and beautiful!
The gauze-like clothes couldn't cover up her proud figure and fair skin!
Especially the lower abdomen, shoulders and neck that were exposed to the air, as well as the pair of long legs and pink and white feet, attracted the attention of many men.
"Gululu."
Especially those who had never seen a dancer from the Western Regions swallowed hard.
At this time, although the Ming Dynasty was open-minded, it was not so open-minded. Even the red shopkeepers' basic clothing was dignified and tidy, with no arms or legs exposed.
And those pair of jade feet are so beautiful!
Yang Fan's stage was right next to Ayimu's. He looked over with an expressionless face and focused on the pair of jade feet for a moment.
Ayimu smiled seductively: "Sword Fairy, when you look at Nujia like this, do you also want to try on Nujia's outfit?"
One of them is cold and the other is enchanting. They are an amazing match when put together.
Even if others are not interested, they can still attract greedy people.
The onlookers couldn't help but move their eyes on Yang Fan and Ayimu, and they all thought about how elegant this deserted sword fairy would be if she put on such an enchanting dancer's costume...
Yang Fanpi said with a smile: "You'd better keep it for yourself!"
"What a boring woman."
Ayimu shook his head and sighed.
At this time, all the shepherds who were qualified to leave the building had arrived, and a group of tall warrior monks also acted as guards in all directions of the square.
In the Buddhist hall, the old monk Baoxiang solemnly walked out, followed by a pair of young girls with compassionate and holy expressions on their faces.
"Amitabha!"
The old monk in his original form clasped his hands together, lowered his head slightly, and chanted the Buddha's name.
In an instant, the entire square was illuminated by Buddha's light. Some people who were feeling unwell or in poor condition felt a huge surge of vitality sweep through their bodies and suddenly regained their spirits.
"Thank you, Master!"
"Thank you, Master!"
"..."
They all looked happy and thanked the old monk.
This is actually the custom on the day of the Oiran Competition - the baptism of Buddha's light can relieve some people's illnesses and soothe their minds.
The old monk's expression was calm: "The world of mortals is full of suffering. Many good men and women can gather here and believe in my Buddha. My Buddha is compassionate and will save the suffering and overcome the disaster!"
After he finished speaking, he went up to the high platform, and some wealthy businessmen also appeared one after another. They were the builders of Chunxi Town and the makers of the rules of the game.
They had already seen the old monk in his true form, so they naturally came forward to express their respect for the Buddha. For a while, the guests and hosts were very happy.
In the square, many oiran candidates also began to compete for their beauty.
They are all top-notch beauties, and their talents are equally outstanding.
Standing among them, Yang Fan looked in no way inferior. He was even more unique with his desolate appearance like a fairy from the Moon Palace and his aloof temperament.
Under the constant urging of Hong Ma, he performed a sword dance first. His elegant figure and gorgeous sword light attracted a large number of cheers.
"Sword Fairy, Sword Fairy!"
Chen Zhe and Chen Jing were also shouting and cheering from below.
For a time, it actually attracted the attention of many people.
However, Yang Fan did not continue the sword dance next, but asked Hong Ma to arrange for someone to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the Four Treasures of the Study.
At a time like this, wouldn't it be a loss if I didn't show off my calligraphy skills that I have practiced for two lifetimes?
"Why don't you dance with the sword anymore?"
"It seems to me that he has taken the Four Treasures of the Study. Doesn't the Sword Fairy want to show off other talents?"
"No matter how good it is, can it be better than Xiao Linxian over there, who is known as a master of both poetry and painting?"
"..."
The men holding their arms stood on tiptoes, eagerly watching what Yang Fan would do next.
But Yang Fan naturally whetted people's appetite and studied the ink himself.
This situation makes some students, rich and young, excited. If they can have such beautiful women to accompany them to study, wouldn’t it be a great joy in life?
Even if you don't have to read the book, you can't help but accept this kind of beauty. It would be great if you can dig deeper.
However, Yang Fan had a slight thought and did not let anyone wait for too long. As soon as he started copying Xian Xian's poems, he copied them over eloquently.
After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus leaves move off the fishing boat.
Break free to Chun-fang, Sun-self to stay.
This poem comes from Wang Wei, who was known as the "Buddha of Poetry" in his previous life. It happened to be in the early autumn at this time, and Chunxi Town lived on the side of a mountain. It blended perfectly with this poem.
"boom!"
The beauty of the poem and the beauty of the people instantly aroused the emotions of countless people.
"Mom, I'm in love!"
Especially the students among them all had such thoughts in their minds!