Generally speaking, the girls who guard the brothels and fireworks venues are very beautiful and smart. This is called facade.
Otherwise, how can we attract customers?
You have to be very proficient in business to be qualified to stand at the door.
Look, Yi Lin didn't even recognize them, but they recognized Yi Lin at a glance.
It seems that Yi Lin has spent a lot of money in the small town during this period, which alarmed all the sisters in Wanxianglou.
Yi Lin shook her fan, others were half-nudging, but Yi Lin took the initiative. Before the two girls had time to exchange words, Yi Lin moved first and stepped in.
"No need, I'll do it myself."
The two girls were stunned when they saw this and looked at each other.
Judging from your age, you are just an adult, right?
How can this pace be so skillful?
Suddenly, the two front girls felt strange in their hearts.
Yi Lin flicked his sleeves, and the two pieces of silver fell into the collar of the front girl in a parabola, and slid into the embroidered bellyband. This extravagant and extravagant move directly conquered them. They were shouting disgustingly, but their bodies were close to each other.
Come up.
Originally, with Yi Lin's hidden charm attribute, regardless of appearance, it was difficult to gain recognition from strangers in a face-to-face meeting.
But Yi Lin gave too much.
No one knows how to increase favorability better than Yi Lin.
Over the years, he has become very skilled at this trick, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude and adapting to people.
Shengping County is just a small county on the southern border of the Daqing Dynasty, and Wanxiang Tower is already considered a very high-end shopping place in the county. There are many male customers inside, most of them are well-dressed, and the difference in level between them and the poor outside can be seen at a glance.
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Wanxianglou was considered a leading industry in the Daqing Dynasty, with countless branches in various cities and towns. When Yilin learned about this, you can imagine her surprise. She never expected that the level of science and technology was so backward that it was difficult to cultivate
In a world where the main theme is the main theme, someone actually came up with the concept of "chain store". The boss behind Wanxianglou is a figure.
"Well, Mr. Lin will be received by me. Qiao'er and Hua'er, you continue to entertain guests."
The girls named Qiao'er and Hua'er followed Yi Lin and led him into Wanxiang Tower. Then a beautiful woman in her thirties, dressed in colorful clothes, with a mature charm, walked out slowly. She smiled coquettishly.
After driving away Huaer Qiaoer and Yingyan, he put his arm around Yilin affectionately, whispered in Yilin's ear with his red lips, and asked in a soft tone: "Master Lin, you are really good-looking.
...Simple, I, Xiu Niang, am the shopkeeper of this building."
It was originally a very charming scene, but Yi Lin was still a little shorter than the embroiderer in height at this time. This scene was inadvertently caught by other people's eyes, and it was quite like an old cow gnawing young grass, or a young groom driving a large carriage.
Many male guests secretly laughed at me, but they didn't come forward to look for trouble.
After a simple self-introduction, Xiu Niang went straight to the topic: "I wonder if Mr. Lin is here today. Do you want to simply listen to music or just enjoy the scenery?"
As we all know, the girls in Wanxianglou are commonly known as "Xiangfeng" in the industry. According to the type of practice, they are divided into two types - "Wenfeng" and "Wufeng".
To put it simply, Wenfeng sells his art but not his body, and Wufeng sells his body but not his art. Each has its own expertise and performs its own duties, with a clear division of labor.
Most of Wenfeng's have been carefully trained and are good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, as well as painting and calligraphy. Simply holding a lyre and playing a little tune can make people mesmerized. Some people like this method of whoring, which has a special taste.
In the circle, it is also jokingly called "literary prostitution".
The other kind of "Martial Phoenix" has naturally been trained, but the training is a bit special, so I won't go into details here. And the reason why they are called Wufeng is naturally because they have directly seen the real Kungfu and do not understand it.
The routine of opera and pipa. This method of prostitution is called "wu prostitution".
The embroiderer had seen a lot of all kinds of people. When she took a look at Mr. Lin, she seemed to be inexplicably annoying at first glance. However, when he made such a generous offer, he became more pleasing to the eye. The embroiderer looked at Mr. Lin for a long time and secretly thought that Mr. Lin is a familiar person.
Jin was by no means a junior brother, so he didn't explain himself as soon as he showed his face. He wanted to find out whether Mr. Lin wanted to write a letter or to improve his martial arts.
While Yi Lin was counting the remaining money she had robbed from the gang of robbers and given to the poor, she flicked her sleeves and took out a bright pure silver ingot, which she stuffed into the embroiderer's waistband.
The embroiderer was stunned.
Yi Lin smiled meaningfully: "I am different from them."
"This..." The embroiderer touched the silver in her belt and said hesitantly.
Without saying a word, Yi Lin stuffed another one into the embroiderer's waistband.
The embroiderer still hesitated.
Yi Lin quickly inserted a third silver ingot.
The embroiderer's waist was already slender, and the waistband was tightly tightened. The three sisters' large silver ingots were stuffed into it, almost stretching the embroiderer's tightly wrapped satin waistband.
Xiu Niang took a deep breath, stretched out two fingers, and was a little unsure: "Does Mr. Lin want to... I'm afraid the girls won't agree." She just finished saying this, and then touched it carefully.
Touching the waistband of his pants, which was about to be stretched, a bold idea came to his mind, and he suddenly took a breath of cold air: "Does Mr. Lin like someone as old as me? I'm afraid this is even more inappropriate."
Yi Lin felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the way she opened it.
The embroiderer actually misunderstood her own thoughts.
Yi Lin coughed twice: "Your 'Qingluanshu' hall..."
Can this be said completely?
The embroiderer covered Yi Lin's mouth and pressed her waist, which was bulging with money, against her.
"Master Lin, please take a moment to speak."
Yi Lin's mouth was covered, but her eyes were smiling and she nodded.
The whispers between Yi Lin and Xiu Niang did not disturb anyone.
In fact, every client who comes to Wanxiang Tower, whether he is a prostitute or a prostitute, will go through such a process.
As a human being, you have to take care of your face.
In Wanxiang Tower, the same group of people come and go, and everyone looks familiar. When they leave this door, everyone pretends to be strangers to each other.
Yilin was led into a room by the embroiderer. The embroiderer slammed the door tightly and looked at Yilin with a smile for a moment. Suddenly, her little hand shook, and streams of silver light shot towards Yilin's body.
"Ding ding ding ding."
The silver light was clearly an embroidery needle commonly used for embroidery. The few embroidery needles fell to the ground one after another before they could reach Yi Lin's vital parts, and they missed their mark.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, I have offended the embroiderer a lot. The Xuanmen method... I wonder where Mr. Lin learned from it?"
When the embroiderer saw Yi Lin's methods, her eyes became more solemn. Her face lost all its charm and was replaced by a cold and stiff expression.
In this world, when you are walking outside, there are people behind you who can do things easily. Xiu Niang doesn’t know Yi Lin’s real intention, but there is nothing wrong with asking her family first.
She still had to ask clearly first who could and who could not be offended.
Generally speaking, Taoists rarely seek death before asking the other person's origins.
If you mess with someone you shouldn't mess with, you won't be able to save your life easily.
Yi Lin frowned.
Before he came, he had stepped on it in advance.
Since ancient times, brothels have been a well-informed place.
After visiting the site, Yi Lin was surprised to find that Wanxiang Tower seemed to be one of the strongholds of a local intelligence organization, Qingluanshu.
So today he pretended to be a scooper and came to buy some information.
Yi Lin stared at the embroiderer's bulging waist and asked, "I'm here to ask for some news. Don't you have enough money?"
"Are you here to buy discounts?"
Xiu Niang stared hard at Yi Lin's face to see that he didn't seem to be deceiving others, so she tried to say some slang in the industry.
In the intelligence community, some confidential information is called "extracts".
According to the rarity of the information, the folds are divided into "gold folds", "silver folds", "copper folds" and "paper folds".
Yi Lin nodded matter-of-factly: "Yes."
When the embroiderer heard this, she immediately couldn't laugh or cry: "Who told you that our Wanxiang Building sells discounts? We specialize in selling one's body... ah, a place that sells both one's body and art! No!" The embroiderer was almost stunned by Yi Lin's round voice.
"Yes" deceived her, and she suddenly woke up. If the other party was really a member of Xuanmen, he couldn't be ignorant of the twists and turns. She was afraid that the enemies of Qingluan Tree were coming to her door, so she quietly pinched a few more embroidered flowers.
With the needle in his hand, he aimed at the vital point between Yi Lin's legs and continued to ask: "Young Master Lin has not announced his family name yet. Logically speaking, as a Taoist monk, how could you not know that Wanxiang Tower is not the place where Jiao Zhezi lives?"
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It turns out the process was wrong!
When Yi Lin heard this, he immediately understood where the omission was. He visited the location and learned that Wanxiang Tower was affiliated with an intelligence organization, but he ignored a small detail. Wanxiang Tower was only responsible for collecting intelligence, but it could actually sell this information.
Yes, there is actually someone else.
This is a mature intelligence trading chain. Yi Lin directly bypasses all middlemen and steps on the source of goods. No wonder the embroiderer is so vigilant, closing the door tightly, pulling out the needle and poking.
I see.
But Yi Lin thought that it didn't matter. It was just a matter of taking less detours and finding another path. The embroiderer's method was not very good in Yi Lin's opinion. So, what's wrong with bypassing the middlemen? Now
Yi Lin really has the confidence to bully others.
If you really can't beat me, just run away!
Although this world is very dangerous, most people are still quite down-to-earth.
So Yi Lin calmly made up the reasons in her mind and said them as she made them up, making them sound just like the truth.
"I have always lived in the sect and have never gone out. My senior brother sneaked out of the sect for some reason. I followed him all the way to Shengping County. Unexpectedly, my senior brother found out and reluctantly left me behind.
"Yi Lin sighed and showed a very depressed expression: "I have a lot of cultivation, but I can't find my senior brother. But I overheard my senior brother mention that if you want to buy information, you should look for Qingluan Tree.
Xianglou. So I came here."
"Your senior brother?" Xiu Niang glanced at Yi Lin suspiciously, looking up and down, as if she wanted to tell which sect Yi Lin was a disciple from Yi Lin's young master's attire. She looked at it for a long time, but she didn't expect which sect
The young disciple was so proficient in visiting the kilns that he could only ask directly: "The embroiderer is frightened. Do you dare to ask Mr. Lin who is our senior brother...?"
Yi Lin squinted his eyes and smiled: "Tianjianmen, Jian Nanchun."