Zixuan Tower was as noisy as an earthquake, and the brothels that were neighbors were all dumbfounded... All the guests left out of curiosity, and then they were like a mud cow drowning in the sea and never came back!
That night, I am afraid that all the fireworks in Bianliang, Tokyo, were disturbed... The third-rate Zixuan Tower actually produced five red girls who can dance the Orchid Dance! It was a blockbuster...
The hot dance continues, and the atmosphere in the building gradually reaches a climax...
"Quickly give up! Zhao Yuanwai has passed out..."
"Li Xiucai's nosebleeds can't stop..."
"Qian Daguan seems to be having a stroke. He needs to pinch him..."
The official Qian with a crooked look pushed his servant away... "I don't want you, I want Chun Niang!"
The melody of the music began to melodious, and Chun Niang danced away step by step, slowly retreating behind the scenes... she made a seductive pose with her reflection under the light, and then the lights went out... Chun Niang is gone!
The remaining four dancers were immediately surrounded by a group of old perverts on the stage... "Girl, what's your name?"
"Where's the teapot? Come here, what's the name of the third girl over there? What? Dili Peony? Is that Hu Ji's name?... That's right, that's right. How much is the money for the hair?"
"What? Thirty taels! You guys are crazy... You dare to increase the money you pay for spending the night ten times by giving her the name Orchid from the Western Regions!"
A follower next to him snorted disdainfully: "My master said that he will take care of the two orchids on the left... How much do you want to ask for? If you are poor and have no money, please don't join in the fun here..."
"Little brat... who do you think has no money?"
Since the establishment of the Zixuan Building, there have been several old madams... But except when redeeming a girl's life, the normal opening of the welcoming building has never made more than a hundred taels a night!
This is the Song Dynasty, and the value of silver is much higher than that of the braided Qing Dynasty in later generations! Now one tael of silver can be exchanged for 900 copper coins in Bianliang, Tokyo! And the current regular money can barely reach 800 coins.
...that is to say, one tael of silver now is worth more than the usual money.
That night, Zixuanlou earned nearly 200 taels from the four girls who danced the Orchid Dance! Including the income from other girls and flower wine, it was almost 300 taels!
Even Chunfenglou, the largest brothel in Bianliang, Tokyo, only has this number when business is booming...
The old bustard completely gave up. This little turtle... is indeed the king of turtles! It's reasonable to call him turtle king!
At this moment, Song Wen, the newly promoted Turtle King of Zixuan Tower, was squatting at the door of Chun Niang's new room on the third floor...looking at the still lively scene downstairs through the gap in the railing.
The Chun Niang in the room was still excited, her steps kept spinning, and even the brocade cloak she was wearing was flying...
"Brother Wen... is this true? Those people are looking at me with red eyes from below? They all want to touch the corners of my clothes like fools? Hahaha... That's great, this feels really good... Haha
Ha ha……"
Song Wen suddenly fell silent, squatting at the door and looking at the hustle and bustle of the world below... just like a hermit who had practiced for a long time looking at the rolling sea of clouds under Zhongnan Mountain.
"Chun Niang... do you like this feeling?"
"Nonsense, of course I like it! What girl wouldn't like this feeling?"
"Even if these feelings are all illusion, are they all a dream?"
Chun Niang came over and hugged Song Wen's head in her arms... "Hehe... brat, what are you thinking in your smart head? Who is not living in this rotten world...
In a dream?"
After a pause, Chun Niang suddenly leaned down... The bulge squeezed the top of Song Wen's head. Chun Niang whispered... "Bad boy, how are you? Now my sister is a red card girl with a hundred taels on her head... I want to
No, sister will help you..."
Chun Niang's delicate hand slowly lowered...Song Wen suddenly stood up as if he was electrocuted, and walked away without looking back, but the cold voice came...
"Don't forget, you have to redeem yourself... Now that you are famous, the money you need to redeem yourself may have increased countless times! In the future, just don't regret it..."
Seeing Song Wen's back disappearing on the stairs, Chun Niang lost her smile and revealed a hint of bitterness...
"Silly boy... I can see that you have a deep love for that green slave! But where is this place? This is a brothel that eats people without spitting out their bones? My sister did this... because she wanted you to kill that poor slave.
Thoughts! The girl in the building...doesn't deserve the one you love! Don't give your sincerity to a prostitute...that will break your heart into pieces...poor brat."
Everyone in Zixuan Tower looked at Song Wen with awe in their eyes. The little turtles and teapots didn't even dare to look directly at him...until they found out that Brother Wen was still the same Brother Wen who was seriously ill.
Later, he became a Wen Geer who liked to joke and be lazy.
The old Madam Yan Hua Niang no longer dared to show off to Song Wen, and Zhao Cai, the guardian of the hospital, even knelt down to please Song Wen in every possible way... He even said that he would go out of the city again to completely destroy the Hua Liuzi and replace Brother Wen.
Er took it easy... Fortunately, Song Wen didn't pay attention.
Song Wen naturally didn't care about these things. He just improved the stage and layout, and then didn't care much about Hu Ji's hot dance.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Li from the wine warehouse was more optimistic about Song Wen. Song Wen also ran to him without any trouble and discussed with this old wine man the taste and secret recipes of various high-quality drinks in Bianliang, Tokyo...
Song Wen still likes to get up early, like to hang out for most of the day, and then wander back from the small door before nightfall... watch the dance rehearsals of several girls, give instructions to the turtle slave to arrange and clean the stage and scenery, and then do the dance once every three days.
During the singing and dancing performance, I went on stage to play the leather drum from the Western Regions...
The reputation of Zixuan Tower is getting better and better, and one after another some dignitaries have booked rooms with good views on the second floor to watch Orchid Dance... The well-informed nobles are not so fanatical, but there are only a few
An official secretly wanted Chun Niang to accompany him for the night... The old madam gave them up after a little shirk.
Until the fifth performance, a big gambler came who made the businessmen both like and fear...
Gao Yanei!
There were four or five caged birds accompanying them, as well as two tall and muscular guards... Surrounded by the crowd, a short, fat, white-faced boy walked in swaggeringly.
Some knowledgeable guests immediately stood up and moved out of the way. For a while, Gao Yanei walked all the way to the stage without any obstruction.
Someone in the private room on the second floor felt disgusted when they saw Gao Yanei. He snorted, threw down the money, turned around and left through the side door... It seems that being under the same roof with such a person is a disgusting thing.
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Others just glanced at him with disgust and ignored him. They should be the kind of officials' children who are not afraid of Gao Qiu.
"Hehe, it's interesting... It's just that this building is a little shabby. Let's start, don't be too nagging... Is that Chun Niang here? Start dancing quickly..."
The old madam quickly came forward with a big teapot to say hello, and then flattered her... Gao Yanei seemed tired of hearing this nonsense, and just cursed and asked Chun Niang to come out and dance!
Song Wen winked at the old madam, then knocked the leather drum to ring the bell, the lights dimmed, and the music started playing instantly...