Chapter 17 Orchid Hot Dance Three Dingjiang Mountains
When we returned to Zixuan Tower, the lanterns were already on and the place was bustling with activity.
The old madam and the steward Dachapot just pretended they didn't see Song Wen, who showed up after leisurely strolling around, and allowed him to wander around carelessly, while holding a string in his hand to measure the dimensions in the hall...
The old dog-legged Nanny Feng asked behind the old madam: "Madam, what is this guy doing?"
The old madam snorted: "As long as he can make money for the building! Don't worry about the rest... Anyway, Mr. Li is here to take care of it!"
Song Wen drew something on a piece of paper with a charcoal stick, turned around and left again.
In the east courtyard, Chun Niang is practicing dance with four girls who are not usually popular... They are all dripping with sweat and panting, but they have all received dance training, but they learn quickly... Because of this Hu Ji
There are no difficult moves in the hot dance at all. It is enough to have a uniform and charming posture! The rest... Song Wen will use the scenery, lights and makeup to set off the rest!
It was the third game, and Song Wen felt that he had to make some evolutions and changes...continuous innovation is the way to go!
The next day, Song Wen went to find two carpenters early in the morning. He handed the carpenters a drawing and then disappeared... The two carpenters curiously made plans in the brothel for a long time, and then went to the old madam to ask for money for the wood.
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"What? Twenty-five dollars! Are you two asking for a lot of money? Just a long table...how can it cost so much?"
The old madam, Yan Huaniang, gritted her teeth and cursed: "This damn little turtle spends money like water! Mrs. Feng, take this bill and show it to Mr. Li at the back... Didn't he show his head? That's it."
It’s up to you to make some decisions…”
After a while, Mrs. Feng sneaked back tremblingly and whispered to the old madam: "Madam, I'm afraid Mr. Li is a little unhappy. He said... If Madam can't manage Zixuan Tower, you should make it clear as soon as possible! Brother Wen
The son is his, he will be responsible if anything happens...if the eldest lady is in trouble, there is no need to worry about it anymore!"
The old madam gritted her teeth and cursed secretly for a long time... Then she waved her hand and asked the two carpenters to go to the accounting room to collect the money for the wood. They had to rush the work... Brother Wen said that the construction must be completed after noon on the third day.
In the dilapidated house next to the pond in the outer city, Song Wen took a closer look at Li Yan's wounds and finally breathed a sigh of relief...
I don’t know if it was Song Wen’s treatment that was effective, or the expensive sore medicine that worked, but Li Yan relied on her strong physique to survive the fever!
"So you can't die? Hahaha... Not bad, not bad. I can drink thousands more meals and sleep with dozens of his little girls... Uh, Brother Wen, do you still have the soju?"
"You haven't recovered yet. If you don't want to die, just wait until you get better..."
After chatting for a while with Lin Chong, who was much more relaxed but more in awe of Song Wen, Song Wen felt huge satisfaction in his heart when he looked at Lin Chong's admiring eyes... and then he slapped his butt and got out!
Song Wen put on the cloth robe sewn by a green slave and went to find a poor old scholar who wrote letters for others. An hour later, he returned to Zixuan Tower with a baggage.
In the evening, Song Wen gathered all the little turtles and the handyman, a total of six young people, and first rewarded each of them with ten cents... and then made an explanation. The six young people bowed and saluted with admiration on their faces, and then led them away.
He grabbed his things and ran out.
The teapots who had doubled their workload were cursing, and the old madam was out of sight and out of mind, so she went back to drink tea...
Several little turtle boys gathered around the streets and alleys of fireworks brothels in Bianliang, Tokyo and started handing out orders... Tonight, Chun Niang, the red card girl from Zixuan Tower, will dance the Orchid Dance again... and it's a brand new one.
Routines, and four apprentice dancers are freshly released!
Many sanctimonious and scholar-like guys curled their lips in disdain and glanced at the piece of cardboard... It only used lines to simply outline the figure of a plump woman... It didn't even have any facial features, but it was a bit confusing no matter how you looked at it.
Feeling of hotness in lower abdomen!
"Immoral!"
The literati who received the flyer cursed a few words in unison, and then hid the piece of paper in their sleeves without leaving a trace.
At night, Zixuan Tower is a bustling scene... Not only are there many familiar guests, but also many curious new guests have come in these days due to word of mouth!
The entire Zixuan Building is brightly lit and decorated with a new look! The new gauze curtains are drooped, and several large new paintings depicting the scenery of the Western Regions are hung... Some literati couldn't help but laugh when they took a closer look. The bright and eye-catching paintings are simply vulgar!
Suddenly a gong rang, and the bright lights all around dimmed instantly... Guests who had been here twice knew that the Orchid Dance was about to begin.
This time was different. Four foreigners from the Western Regions suddenly started playing music with all their strength! Song Wen was still sitting in the corner of the stage, wearing a robe and beating the leather drum in his hand as if he was intoxicated...
Guard Zhao Cai came out timidly with three brothel thugs... Each of them wore cowhide belts and bare naked upper bodies. Song Wen also strangely smeared some vegetable oil on the bodies of the four of them... The lights shone brightly.
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Four guards stood guard on both sides of the long platform with their arms folded, their heads tied in turbans and their faces serious, looking a little strange and mysterious.
Another gong sounds!
Two gauze curtains flew up, and a dancer dressed as an orchid trembled her body while jumping and twisting her delicate feet painted with red nail polish and slowly walked out...
"Ah...oh...Chun Niang...Chun Niang..."
"Oh... Chun Niang is here! Ah..."
The old perverts who had been here once were as crazy as they rushed out and shouted, their bodies trembling and trembling involuntarily according to the rhythm on the stage...
The rhythm changed. This time, Chun Niang actually used a bead curtain made of thin beads. During the dance, her flaming red lips and charming big eyes loomed, and her long and narrow eyebrows flew into her temples...Song Wen even used indigo crazily.
The pigment was mixed with gouache to give Chun Niang a light blue eye shadow!
The black lace short coat and small coat are not much different, the white willow waist twists like a snake, the eyes are hot and the smile is as unrestrained as the sun... All the men were shocked!
Even if she is a brothel girl, even if she is a prostitute! How can she be so hot and alluring?
Song Wen banged the leather drum several times, and Chun Niang turned around and raised her hand! Four dancers in similar costumes, who had already been excited by the scene behind the black gauze curtain, suddenly filed out...
"And... there are four more!"
"Where did Zixuanlou get so many orchids? Oh my god..."
The Chun Niang is in front, and the remaining four are behind! The visual feast of five plump women with the same alluring figure and equally revealing clothing, twisting and dancing together, immediately pushed the scene in Zixuan Tower to a climax...
Except for some who were too old and had bad legs and feet, there were only a few officials in casual clothes who wanted to show off their old faces and were reluctant to rush forward... The rest of the old drifters all rushed forward, stretching out their hands and paws and howling.
, shuddering, trying to reach out to grab the white and tender feet, to kiss the white calves... to tear off the little dance clothes, to conquer the Orchid dancers who are like flaming banshees!
The four shirtless guards spread their hands and tried desperately to intercept these old drifters... Several teapots were almost trampled to death by the crazy crowd!
The old madam looked pale and trembling, standing in the distance watching this crazy scene...
Even Mr. Li, who has always been reclusive behind the scenes, came out and stared at the crazy crowd in amazement!
The five dancers have conquered these scholars who have been sanctimonious for hundreds of years, and the businessmen and dignitaries have long since knelt down under the black lace dresses...
The old madam knew that now... her Zixuan Tower was really going to be a big hit! These girls were going to make a lot of money... Yan Huaniang looked carefully at Song who was also beating the leather drum with all his strength and shaking his head in the corner of the stage out of excitement.