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Chapter 41 Live in a brothel if you don't have money

However, before he left, the gong knocker coughed and said, "Please wait, sir. I will break a piece of the floor and pay you ten taels of silver."

It immediately caused a burst of laughter.

"Wu that man, your stick is not good enough. Beautiful ladies don't like it, so go back and change it to a thicker one."

"How can you subdue the magic stick technique to subjugate the fairy from Jinyu Tower? Go back and practice again."

The man lost face, snorted angrily, and seemed about to get angry, but when he saw the city guard in the crowd, he had to swallow it hard, threw away ten taels of silver and left.

Jiang Fan and others couldn't help but smile when they saw this. They didn't expect that this little girl had a very naughty mouth. And the price of goods in Paradise City can also be seen from this.

Next, there were all kinds of competitions in front of the Jinyu Tower, with people showing off kung fu, reciting poems, and even an old juggler trying to win the favor of a beautiful woman by swallowing a sword in his mouth, so he was inevitably ridiculed.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten people appeared on the stage, but none of them could win the four beauties' vote. This made the onlookers feel very embarrassed. For a while, no one came on stage again.

The gong ringer seemed not to be surprised, and cleared his throat and said: "In one stick of incense time, if no one comes out, we will start bidding to enter the building. The starting price is five hundred taels..."

As soon as the price of five hundred taels came out, countless people were stunned. The silver taels that ordinary people have worked hard to earn for a lifetime are just for drinking with a beautiful lady once. It is not yet known whether they can be the guests of the wedding. The name of Paradise City's gold-selling cave is indeed worthy of the name.

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Jiang Fan suddenly looked at Cao Zijian: "Brother Jian, don't you want to give it a try?"

Cao Zijian waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm just here to do business and have nothing to do. It's better not to humiliate yourself."

Jiang Fan smiled slightly and said: "Brother Jian is too modest. I see that my brother is equipped with a long sword. He has extraordinary bearing and must be very skilled. These rotten fish and shrimps can't compare. Why don't you give it a try? I should cheer for you."

Cao Zijian laughed: "I don't know any superb kung fu. It just looks better with a sword to scare the ignorant. But my brother... is a little eager to try it?"

Jiang Fan diligently poured a glass of wine for Bai Xiaocui: "Madam, you see, we don't have much money. The prices in Paradise City are so high, and I'm afraid it's hard to find a place to stay overnight. How about..."

Bai Xiaocui snorted coldly: "Are you interested in this place? Then go, if you can't get the sign..."

She drew the sword out of its sheath, gently brushed the blade with her long jade fingers, and then lowered her head as if looking at someone's lower body.

Jiang Fan immediately shivered and his legs were tightly clamped.

"Madam, I misunderstood. I don't know how to use martial arts, so I don't need this thing."

Wei Xiaohong's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light, the relationship between the two people was a bit strange...

"Everyone, the time for a stick of incense has come, please bid..."

"Wait a minute!" Jiang Fan stood at the window of the restaurant with one hand on his hips and the other raised in a loud voice: "I think your name, Jinyulou, is not worthy of its name!"

His voice attracted everyone's attention, and even the four beauties couldn't help but look over. Everyone saw a young man standing proudly in front of the restaurant window, with handsome features, and he seemed to be much prettier than the women.

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The gong ringer was a little angry: "Where did this young man come from! I don't know how high the sky is, but my Jinyu Tower is one of the four famous buildings in Paradise City. How can it be unworthy of its name?"

Jiang Fan laughed and said: "The four beauties of Jinyu Tower are each unique in their own merits. They are indeed stunning. It's just..."

"It's just what? If you can't explain why today, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Jiang Fan pretended to be mysterious, looked at the four beauties upstairs and said: "The four girls are indeed one of a million. It's a pity that there is no poem to justify the name of Jinyu Tower. It's a pity."

The petite girl blinked her big eyes and showed a cute smile: "The young man is very good-looking, but you are wrong. There are eight hundred literati's masterpieces in the Jinyu Tower, and there are not enough famous poems and lines to hang here.

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She counted the family treasures with her delicate fingers: "They even include Mr. Yang, the senior official of Wei State, the eldest grandson of Xia State, Mr. Yan of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and Mr. Ouyang, the number one scholar of Chu State... How about it? It's amazing. Is it possible that little brother can't even count them?

look down?"

Jiang Fan said disdainfully: "Who else in the world of poetry is better than me? It's okay not to mention these so-called works by everyone."

When he said this, there was an uproar. There were calls of ignorance, arrogance and so on. Even Cao Zijian couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that this young man he had just met was simply arrogant.

Jiang Fan did not take it seriously. He put one foot on the stool and said carelessly: "Master Yang, the senior official, is cautious in his poems and lacks grandeur. The eldest grandson relies on his grandfather Yu Yin, so don't mention it. Mr. Yan's articles are okay and his poems are good.

Just like Ouyang Zhuangyuan, he is too powdery and has too much splendor and lack of connotation. How can he be compared with me?"

Although Cao Zijian felt that what he said was reasonable, he finally thought that this young man was just a madman and it was difficult for him to overestimate him so much.

Since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty 800 years ago, both civil and military forces have been equally valued, and literary greats have emerged one after another, with famous works as numerous as stars. Although the world is in chaos, the literary style is still flourishing. The few mentioned by the talented girl are all the first-class literary masters in the world.

Being devalued as worthless by this young man seemed to him to be a sign of youthful arrogance.

He was about to open his mouth to persuade, but he saw that the woman in white across from him was calm and calm. He looked at the girl in red, who happened to be looking at him, but her eyes were also quite surprised. Cao Zijian's heart moved, and he changed his words.

Swallowed it back.

The abuse downstairs got louder, and for a moment I heard someone say: "Young man is so proud of his talent, he must have something beautiful in mind, why not write a poem, so that everyone can stop talking."

The voice was not loud, it was calm and somewhat cold, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it covered up the noise of people.

Cao Zijian paused with the wine glass in his hand and put it gently on the table, his eyes a little surprised. This voice came from the elegant girl from Jinyulou. She had never thought that she had such inner strength, and she made no secret of it.

Xiong San had been standing nearby as a guard. At this moment, he suddenly took a step forward and walked behind Jiang Fan: "Young master, be careful, master."

Jiang Fan smiled slightly, "So many people's voices are not as good as hers. It seems that she is really a master. Third brother, don't worry, when have I ever suffered a loss? This is my master's moment to show off, let's watch the show."

Xiong San suddenly thought of all the miraculous things about Jiang Xiaolang and stopped talking. However, he did not step back and stood solemnly behind Jiang Fan to prevent any unexpected events.

Jiang Fan tilted his head and looked at Feng Ya and said, "Sister, what you said makes sense. How about I compose a song for you?"

Feng Ya didn't look at him and said calmly: "The young man just said that the four beauties of Jin Yu Lou should bother to recite poems for me alone. It would be better if I could write poems for all four of my sisters and they would be outstanding."
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