These two sailors from the Flemish Kingdom could actually speak the Ming Dynasty. Although they stuttered and spoke harshly, they could still be understood.
Upon seeing this, the woman named Xiaocui ran toward the women at Zhang Yanling's banquet to avoid them.
A tall, curly-bearded sailor from France rushed forward and shouted: "Don't run, plop, plop. Go back and drink, plop."
Haiyunlou's mother and a turtle man rushed forward to stop him.
"Calm down your anger, Mr. Foreigner, calm down your anger. What's going on? You were drinking well, why did you start a quarrel? If you have something to say, let's talk..." ** asked with a hurried smile.
"Puda. This Pudu...is disobedient...I told her to drink, but she won't drink. We, the ones who spent the money, can do whatever we want. Otherwise, we will smash this place and burn it down." Nafo Lang The machine country sailor shouted loudly.
"Hey, Mr. Yang, aren't you here to have fun? Why are you so angry like this? I want to ask what's going on. Xiaocui, what's going on?" ** smiled apologetically and turned to the person named Xiaocui. the woman asked.
Xiaocui hid behind a woman and said loudly: "The two of them forced us to drink... Xiaolian was drunk by them and she got drunk immediately. They even came to drink me..."
The woman scolded: "Damn girl, just drink and drink. What's the point? Just get drunk and you'll get drunk. Do you think you are a wealthy lady? Don't you want to accompany guests without drinking? When you're drunk, you close your eyes. On the contrary, I don’t know anything anymore, and everything will be fine after all the hard work. Why are you running again?”
Xiaocui's face turned red and she said angrily: "Mom went to drink with them, and they...they peed into the wine pot and forced us to drink. If you like drinking this kind of wine, go and drink and see. We are selling ourselves, not Be a beast."
As soon as these words came out, all the women screamed and cursed.
"The damn red-haired ghost is really not a human being."
"What do you think we are? Are we being treated like bitches? Perverts."
"These red-haired ghosts have no ability, they just know how to abuse people. They force people to drink urine, why don't they just make their mother eat shit."
The lady waved her hands and said: "Come on, come on, don't scold them. These foreigners have such a moral character. In our line of work, don't we have to swallow our anger? Xiaocui, be obedient and go back to accompany them. Let me tell them, Tell them not to abuse others."
** smiled and said to the sailor who smelled of alcohol: "I say, foreigner, you are here to have fun, why should you be angry? Of course you have to drink wine, but don't mess with our girl. Drink, listen Isn't it nice to listen to music and be happy? Don't play other tricks. We in the Ming Dynasty don't do these torture methods."
"Plop! We spent money and we can do whatever we want. If you don't obey, we will get angry and smash this place or burn it down." The sailor said angrily.
Zhang Yanling was already furious. She didn't expect that these sailors from the Franco Kingdom would be so arrogant in Guangzhou. Although the women in the brothel are low-class, they are not the ones who do it. Even if they play some perverted tricks, others must agree to it. .These bitches really think of themselves as masters.
"Master foreigner, don't be like this. Isn't it good to be nice and friendly? Give me a piece of noodles. How about the wine... can I drink it?" ** smiled and bowed.
"Put-tat, I want her to drink. Who are you from? Today, by chance, we want her to drink. Plop-tat, stinky pud-tat." The sailor pointed at Xiaocui and shouted.
Zhang Yanling frowned and asked in a low voice: "What does Pudu mean?"
"The birdsong of the country, the curse words. They call us stinky bitches." Tiantian said aside.
The girl had no choice but to bow and beg. The sailor from the Folangji Kingdom waved his gun, staggered forward, stretched out his furry hand and grabbed Xiaocui. Xiaocui was caught by him.
She grabbed her bun and screamed as he dragged her over. Several women grabbed Xiaocui's hands but did not dare to use force for fear of pulling her hair.
Suddenly, there were screams and chaos in the hall. The two sailors laughed with great pride.
Suddenly, there was a "Bang!" sound, and the dishes and wine cups on the table clattered. Everyone looked in shock and saw Zhang Yanling pressing her hands on the table and glaring angrily.
"Stop! You bastards! Who gives you such courage to act so wildly in my Ming Dynasty's land in broad daylight? Who gives you such privileges? Why don't you let her go yet." Zhang Yanling shouted sternly.
Everyone was stunned.
** said quickly: "Little Master, it's none of your business. Don't interfere with this matter. Ai Ai, take this young man to the back hall to play. Little Young Master, I'm sorry, I've made you so noisy."
Please calm down."
Zhang Yanling shouted: "As a mother, you don't protect them. No matter what, they are still making money for you. How can you allow these people to abuse them like this?"
** was at a loss and didn't know what to say. He thought to himself: I really want to know how these people can offend me.
The tall sailor frowned and glared at Zhang Yanling: "Who are you? Nosy? Are you looking for trouble?"
Zhang Yanling shouted: "You don't care who I am, let her go. This girl doesn't want to serve you, so you can't force her, let alone commit murder. This is my Ming Dynasty's place, and you foreigners must abide by the rules."
"Hahaha. Follow the rules? Oliveira, did you hear that? This man, teach us a lesson. Hahaha." The tall sailor laughed.
The shorter sailor behind him with a yellow beard also laughed.
"Figo, this guy, he wants a hero to save the beauty. Hahaha."
"Oliviera, I haven't hit anyone for a few days and I'm itchy. What about you?"
"Me too, dear Figo. Hahaha."
The two sailors chattered as if no one was around. Although Zhang Yanling didn't understand, he knew it was definitely not a good thing.
"Did you understand what I said? You are not allowed to run wild in my Ming Dynasty. Let the girl go and get out of here." Zhang Yanling shouted.
"Boy, are you looking for trouble? We spent the money to come here to have fun, and the one who paid the money wants to have fun with us. Get out, you have no place to talk here." The tall man named Figo Shui
He pointed at Zhang Yanling and shouted.
"Can you spend money to cheat on someone? How much money did you spend?" Zhang Yanling shouted.
"Twenty taels of silver, that's a huge sum of money." Figo shouted.
"Okay, I'll return the money to you for her. I've taken care of this girl. Now I'm drinking with you." Zhang Yanling threw a banknote out. The banknote fell to the ground. The two sailors didn't know each other.
But I still recognize the ticket, and can clearly see the fifty-two or three characters.
"Figo, that's fifty taels of silver. This guy is very rich. Maybe he's an important person. Otherwise, my man, let's not mess with him." Another sailor named Oliveira chirped.
said.
"Oliviera, you are like a timid groundhog. Even if the emperor of Ming Dynasty comes, we will not be afraid." Figo shouted.
"Okay, dear Figo, you can do whatever you want." Oliveira knew Figo's bad temper and could only nod.
"It's not okay to pay back the money. This is the rule, first come, last served. Rules. Do you understand?" Figo pointed at Zhang Yanling and yelled.
"Your mother is Puda, your elder sister, your sister, your ancestors have been Puda for eighteen generations. Are you a white-skinned pig, so shameless?" Zhang Yanling scolded angrily.
"Figo, this man, he curses us. He calls us white-skinned pigs." Oliveira yelled from behind.
Figo glared at Zhang Yanling and said, "Are you calling us pigs?"
"That's right, white-skinned pig! Are you dissatisfied? I paid for this little Cui girl. If you have the ability, you can offer more money than me. The rule of our Ming Dynasty brothel is to see who can offer more money. You and me fight
Give it a try." Zhang Yanling sneered.
Figo laughed and waved his hands and said: "No, no, no, no, your rules won't work. According to our rules, it's okay. Our French rules, two men fight for a woman, no money, just a duel. One of them will die.
If the other one wins, who will get the woman? Do you dare?"
As he spoke, Figo reached out and pulled out a strange-shaped sword from his waist. Zhang Yanling had seen it before. It was a Western sword, the kind used in fencing competitions.
This guy actually wants to duel with me.
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