Chapter 210
Lu Daju touched his itchy nose innocently, looking at the back of the person who was leaving angrily. It seemed that he had said something wrong and made people angry.
After thinking about it carefully, I couldn't find where I was wrong. It is true that this shaman dance is more fun.
After turning around and taking two steps, Yuan Caidie felt a little regretful. Why was he so angry for no reason? He had no right to be angry. Suddenly, someone appeared, holding handfuls of gold and silver to praise him, acting like she couldn't live without him and only cared about him. What's more, he might be an old acquaintance of theirs, which made him feel a little inflated.
After taking two more steps, he became uneasy. He was not familiar with him to begin with. If he got angry and ruined this fragile relationship, he would regret it.
I stopped and hesitated for a moment, turning around to find someone I wanted to apologize to, to get to know, to talk more, to get to know better... Where was that person...
There were still three layers of people inside and three layers outside, and people were looking inside with their necks raised to join in the fun.
No one noticed that someone had appeared where he had originally stood. He was such a prominent figure that he did not attract any attention from others. Except for himself, he knew that someone had appeared and disappeared.
Yuan Caidie looked around frantically, looking for that person.
"Great!" Cheers erupted from the center of the crowd, all concentrating on watching the demon-catching ritual inside.
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It was already past the end of the day, but not yet the afternoon. The girls who had been busy all night in Chunman Garden woke up one after another, but it was not yet time to open for business.
The reason why I got up so early today was that I was woken up by the hustle and bustle on the street. The city government is only three alleys away from Huajie, and there are so many people over there that the noise can be heard from far away.
It was not dark yet, and the girl who had woken up did not dress up. She washed her face, put on loose clothes, leaned against the window with a handful of melon seeds, and while eating them, she threw the shells out.
"Brothmaster, just let us go and see what's going on. Are you afraid that we'll run away?" The one who spoke was the beautiful lady from Xiangmanyuan. Her big curly hair was not combed neatly, and was still messy from just getting up. The three buttons on the collar of her tight dark red cheongsam were open, revealing a large area of her snow-white skin with a few red marks on it, like red dates in the snow, very tempting.
The rank of prostitutes below that of brothels is Changsan, who sells her art and body and does not receive ordinary customers. She is good at singing and dancing and often attends banquets, receiving only VIP guests.
She has a certain status in the brothel. At least all the pimps in the yard treat her with respect. This is a symbol of status. She is one of the pillars of Xiangmanyuan.
"Little brat, why don't you clean up your slovenly look? Once those guys who came to join in the fun leave, there will definitely be a lot of people who came to the store and want to go out and join in the fun." The old madam, who had just come downstairs and was still buttoning her buttons, refused without thinking.
The old madam, who still had her charm, was a little bit fat. She rubbed the eye boogers at the corners of her eyes and took a closer look. She saw her girl sitting by the window like that: "You silly girl, your collar is so open, it's a waste for those who don't pay. They are taking advantage of you, right? Fasten it for me quickly." She personally pulled the two collars, obviously she would not allow people to watch for free without paying.
Lady Yan didn't care. What was the point of being a saint after becoming a whore? She came from Jinsha and was here for further studies. The men in this small city were ignorant and would not be completely fascinated by her.
Just like the man below, thinking this, the beautiful lady exposed her shoulders to the man below: "Sir, do you want to play? It's really early~"
While pulling up her collar, the madam looked out the window to see if there were any men parked outside, only able to watch but not come in. She had all the sarcastic words ready, to see if anyone was so shameless as to watch for free without paying.
Seeing the people below, the madam swallowed back the words she was about to say. People in their line of work have good eyes and can tell whether someone is rich or not at a glance. The gold patterns embroidered on the dark clothes and the embossed patterns on the black belt are styles she has never seen before, but in this era people wear all kinds of clothes. Just looking at the exquisiteness of the clothes, it is clear that not those poor people can afford them.
What's more, the face that was raised and looked upward, the facial features were clear under the short hair, the nose was high and the eye sockets were deep, all of which looked affectionate. The golden earrings on the ears did not make her look feminine at all, but rather noble. She did not look like a local at all, nor even like a Qing Dynasty person who was bent by the invasion.
The madam jumped up and slapped her girl: "You silly girl, the customer is here, hurry up and get ready. This guy is rich, you are getting a bargain." Then she rushed down like a fly, and was determined to drag the customer into the building.
That's right, it was Lu Daju who stumbled upon the Red Street in the middle of the afternoon. Brothels are a must-visit place for every man who travels back in time. Rong Zhou, a five-good citizen, has barely even been to a KTV a few times in modern times, let alone the young ladies in those illegal places, and has never dealt with them.
After meeting his wife in college, he had no idea about working, getting married and having babies. When Lu Daju touched here, he didn't do anything, he was just out of curiosity.
Brothels were legal before and after, but the princesses and young masters in hotels were illegal. Who could refuse to satisfy their curiosity and take a look?
"I've seen such a handsome young man before the shop even opens. Today is really a glorious day." The madam rushed out of the brothel and reached out to grab Lu Daju's arm.
Lu Daju moved sideways and avoided it.
The madam knew the situation and stopped hugging his arms. Some customers, even in places like this, were obsessed with mysophobia. After all, those in their line of work were all from the lowest class, and it was their job to read people's expressions and act accordingly. Instead, she used her body to block the man's way: "Sir, you may look unfamiliar, but you are a visitor from outside. You must come and see my beautiful lady from Xiang Man Yuan. I paid a lot of money to hire her from Shanghai. She is absolutely a master of her craft and a beautiful lady."
"That's the beauty that the young master just saw." As he said this, the boss pointed to the upstairs lady who was still leaning against the window. The lady saw the right opportunity and cast a coquettish glance downwards. She was very attracted to this customer, who was rich, handsome and an absolutely high-quality customer.
Lu Daju didn't agree immediately. He turned around and looked elsewhere. This street was full of brothels, so he had to pick one left and right.
The madam remained calm and turned to block the view of the crowd. "Sir, please don't look. Only ours is open this afternoon. The girls in other houses are still asleep."
"Come on, come on, my girl is well-known here in Jiangjiang." The madam, with her plump figure, came closer, which was also a kind of oppression.
With no other choice, Lu Daju decided to enter Xiangmanyuan to broaden his horizons.
Yuan Caidie, who had been asking people all the way here, met that bastard monster who was surrounded by fat and thin women in the only brothel open on Hua Street.
It's just a little black cat demon, is it really possible for it to cause trouble outside?
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