Chapter 309 Ji Ran's name, passed on to the world (9)
Because the news about the "Food Exchange Meeting" to be held in the city had spread seven days ago, countless people came to join in the fun. Several restaurants displayed their new dishes and invited people to taste and rate them.
This grand event was many times more lively than expected, and the reputations of various restaurants skyrocketed, and it was a major blow to the Yang family who had been disqualified.
After the event, rumors spread that one or more of the new delicacies served by various restaurants this time had Tang Ji's money. Some people even boldly speculated that Ji Ranju had purchased many restaurants in the city. Finally,
It was the shopkeepers of various restaurants who came out to clarify the matter and prevented the public opinion from spreading further.
However, most of the shopkeepers' words were ambiguous, so most businessmen in the city had to guess that this "food exchange meeting" was Tang Ji's counterattack against the Yang family, and they planned to pay attention to the follow-up to facilitate the subsequent formation.
The next morning, outside Ji Ran's Bookshop, because there was a new volume of "Three Lives of Demonic Dreams" and "Blue and Red Lock" released by the male channel leader at the same time today, many people had already gathered outside the door, muttering in low voices.
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"I don't know what happened to the little fox demon. I hope the spirit wind will help her meet Mr. Chu!"
"I think it's too early. She should be allowed to turn into a human first. Otherwise, she will still be a fox. Wouldn't it scare others to go directly to Chu Tianxun?"
"What do you mean about humans and foxes...hehehehe!"
"Go to hell, don't be such a disgusting person!"
"..."
From time to time, the door of the bookstore was opened by two store clerks. Everyone was about to rush in, but they found four people holding posters walking out, so they did not act rashly. Seeing two people walking towards the bulletin board on the right, everyone immediately turned their attention.
Focused on the past.
According to the rules of Ji Ran Bookstore, there are two bulletin boards on the left and right outside the door. The left side is for commercial posters, and the right side is for new book sales posters.
A young man in the crowd, wearing a white robe and holding a paper fan in his hand, complained: "A new book is being released again? This is too outrageous. I've done the math. Ji Ran Bookstore now has thirteen books serialized at the same time.
Are you going to publish a new book? My wallet will be empty!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he realized that what was posted on the bulletin board on the right was not a new book, but an extremely beautiful woman with a slim figure, fresh cheeks, a goose-fat nose, and a white dress like a fairy descending from the earth.
Soon, someone noticed that there was a poem attached to the side and immediately read it: "The snow in Luopu is doubtful, and Wushan is like clouds. The beautiful city has only been seen now, and the beautiful country has been heard in the past. The charming eyes are closed in shame, and the red lips are
The wind blows around the grapevine belt, and the sun shines on the pomegranate skirt. I have a crazy husband here, and I have no time to work hard to envoy you."
Then, someone else exclaimed: "Look, there is a poet's name below, He Sicheng! Who is this He Sicheng?"
For a while, everyone was whispering to each other to find out about the poet, but in the end there was no result.
But soon someone noticed a line of small words below: "Look, there is also 'Gift to Huanxi Tower, Miss Qingmiao' below!"
At this time, everyone discovered that in addition to the poster on the right, there was also a portrait of this beautiful girl on the left, but without the poem, which quickly aroused everyone's discussion.
"Huanxi Tower? I've been to Huanxi Tower, but I haven't heard of any pretty girls!"
"I remembered that Huanxi Tower seemed to have announced a new oiran a few days ago, and I think it will be this Qingmiao girl."
"Damn it, why didn't you tell me? Now someone has beaten me to it, produced such a good poem, and put it on display outside Ji Ran's Bookstore. What woman wouldn't be touched? The new oiran will definitely be impressed by this He Abducting her, no, I have to go see her beauty when I have time!"
"Huh, you men don't have a good thing. You loved this yesterday and that tomorrow, bah!"
"..."
At this moment, Shen Ling walked out of the store, glanced at the posters, raised his hands and said: "Everyone, these two posters and the poem on them are dedicated by He Sicheng and Mr. He to Qingmiao, the new oiran of Huanxi Tower. It’s a gift from the girl, but it’s a pity that Mr. He has an incurable disease and left Kyoto yesterday. Otherwise, we would have seen another golden boy and girl!”
"What?" The young master who had felt pity before suddenly raised his head: "Does that mean this Qingmiao girl is still in Huanxi Tower? Is she really as beautiful as in the painting?"
Shen Ling nodded slightly: "Both these two paintings are by Shen, and Miss Qingmiao is even better than the other paintings!"
After listening to his words, a man couldn't help but rub his hands and said loudly: "Since this Qingmiao girl is so beautiful, of course I have to go and see it. Shopkeeper Shen, leave me the "Blue and Red Lock" One book, I want to watch Lu Mo conquer his little wife!"
After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the street.
The other men looked at each other one after another and chased after him.
Seeing this, a woman put her hands on her hips and said dissatisfiedly: "None of these stinky men are good. But then again, the young man named He Sicheng is really pitiful. He has an incurable disease."
"Hey, he didn't forget to praise his beloved before he died, but I don't know if the oiran named Qingmiao can remember him."
"What are you thinking about? There are so many rich people in the city, and it won't last more than a month before it becomes clean."
"It has nothing to do with us. I'm going to buy books first, and I have to buy groceries later!"
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Shen Ling avoided a position in time to avoid being bumped into, and then curled his lips. This poem was clearly written by the shopkeeper. He was just worried that people would misunderstand the relationship between him and Miss Qingmiao so he used the name He Sicheng. The key shopkeeper told him repeatedly that He Sicheng had died more than a hundred years ago, and he was almost convinced.
However, this also reflects the shopkeeper’s dedication to Miss Jiang. He is such a good man!
Today, Jiran Bookstore is the gathering place for traffic in the city. With just this publicity, Huanxi Tower suddenly became popular, making Lu Qinhua very busy.
"Uncle, sit down first, sit down first!"
Lu Qinhua smiled and arranged the seat for a stout man, but before she could make a move, she heard urging sounds from behind her.
"Shopkeeper, where is your girl Qingmiao?"
"That's right, we are all here to see Miss Qingmiao. If she doesn't come out, I will leave!"
"Let Miss Qingmiao come out!"
"..."
Suddenly, an overwhelming sound came from this small building full of people, which made Lu Qinhua tremble slightly. She looked around, and finally nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, everyone, wait a moment, I'm here." Just invite our Qingmiao out!"
After a while, a tall woman holding a pipa came down from the stairs. She was exceptionally slim, like a fairy. She gently took off half of her veil and bowed slightly: "My little lady Qingmiao has met all the gentlemen!" "
Although only half of her face was exposed, her appearance immediately caused the man in the building to scream wildly!
"Beautiful, so beautiful!"
"I have never seen such a beautiful woman. Tell Miss Hanhan in Miaoxian Pavilion that I will never go there again!"
"Me too, whoever wants to go to Chunxiang House can go. I'm tired of playing around. I'm not afraid to tell you that Chu Chu has been slept with by me a long time ago. My goal now is Qingmiao!"
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Seeing this, Lu Qinhua immediately breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, only half of Qingmiao's face could be seen, and the other half had bird lines. Fortunately, the rouge had a significant effect, and the method given by Master Tang was effective. She didn't think more about it and signaled to Qingmiao. Miao put on her veil and continued: "To be honest with you, my Qingmiao was caught in the cold yesterday, so I will ask her to play a little song for you today, and wait until she recovers to receive you properly!"
She had already asked the tooth trafficker for many beauties and beauties from Xiliang. When the people came, she would directly ask Qingmiao to accompany He Sicheng, and then use the same method to push other courtesans up. In this way, she would go to Huanxi Tower It is the well-deserved No. 1 brothel!
Thinking of this, Lu Qinhua's lips almost reached behind her ears, which aroused suspicion, and she immediately became friendly with the guests.
Seeing that this was the oiran's first appearance and that he was ill, the guests did not make excessive demands and instead asked Qingmiao to rest early.
In this way, Huanxi House jumped from a small building in the city that had little business and struggled to survive to the most lively brothel at the moment.
At the same time, Tang Ji also used similar methods to make other brothels gain a certain degree of popularity, which greatly affected several brothels owned by the Yang family.
In this way, two of the Yang family's four main industries, brothels, restaurants, gambling houses, and money banks, have been destroyed by Tang Ji, and the other two are also in danger!