civilwarnovels Chapter 115 The oiran master has decided
Chapter 115 The oiran master has decided
Chapter 115 The oiran master has decided
Facing the spendthrift Shen Lang, the girls in the brothel swarmed up.
This is a rare God of Wealth!
They rushed towards Shen Lang scrambling to be the first, and couldn't wait to drag Shen Lang to the boudoir for a talk.
But facing this group of brothel girls who were like flies, Shen Lang was so scared that he backed away again and again.
What the hell, are all girls in Datang so proactive?
"Stand up for the young master!"
Shen Lang immediately got on his horse, raised the gentian silver gun in his hand and shouted.
Following his order, the group of gorgeous women stood up and lined up.
Whether in later generations or in ancient times.
If you have money, you are a master!
Under the lure of money, this group of brothel women almost trampled the old procuress under their feet.
"What are they all, the next one!"
Shen Lang said very speechlessly.
Datang's girl, is the quality so bad?
"Master, come in and play!"
"..."
Shen Lang directly and gorgeously ignored the shouts behind him, and went towards the next family in great disappointment.
Who knows, his behavior of spending money like water, and his unique way of visiting brothels have already spread throughout the Pingkangfang.
Without him opening his mouth to speak, all the brothel girls in Pingkangfang lined up obediently at the door of their own brothel.
Shen Lang is like a king, riding a tall horse, majestic.
It's just that the king is inspecting the army or the people.
But Shen Lang was patrolling the brothel women.
Although the gap is very large, there are similarities but the same effect.
Shen Lang's eyes kept wandering around the women in the brothel, but none of them could catch his eyes.
Either the figure is not good, or the rouge on the face is too thick.
vulgar!
Too vulgar!
How could these ordinary people fall into Shen Lang's eyes?
But when Shen Lang and Biaozi came to the entrance of a brothel named Zuiyun Pavilion, they found it was empty.
There was no girl to greet him at the door.
What the hell!
Could it be that he dislikes the young master for having too little money?
In the brothels in front, the girls lined up at the door, waiting for him to choose.
But in Zuiyun Pavilion, there was not even a person to greet him.
This made Shen Lang feel extremely unhappy!
Not only that, but the door of this brothel is closed.
"Biaozi, smash the door for me!"
Following Shen Lang's order, Biaozi immediately jumped out of the carriage, ready to smash the door.
"Splash with money."
Shen Lang reminded in a very speechless manner.
As the copper plate was thrown towards the closed door, a "crackling" sound was heard immediately.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang was surrounded by crowds of people.
The people of Chang'an have never seen such a wonderful way of visiting brothels, which naturally aroused the crowd's attention.
After a while, the door of Zuiyun Pavilion was covered with copper plates.
To say the least, there are one or two thousand strings.
The melon-eaters around were instantly dumbfounded.
This white-haired boy actually took a wagon full of money to visit brothels, he is really rich and powerful!
Although they were all shocked, their eyes were full of contempt.
No need to look, this white-haired young man must be the stupid son of the landlord's family.
Otherwise, who would be so profligate?
When money clears the way, it naturally flows unimpeded.
If there is resistance, it is naturally because the money is not enough!
When Biaozi was about to throw two thousand guan, the gate of Zuiyun Pavilion finally opened slowly.
"Young master, please come inside."
The Madam immediately twisted her waist and invited Shen Lang with a smile.
When Shen Lang saw it, he was immediately overjoyed.
The former procuress of the brothel was either fat and fat or shedding makeup.
But this old bustard not only still has charm, but also is polite.
Although she was already in her dying years, she was well maintained.
It is not difficult to see that she was definitely a beauty when she was young.
Shen Lang immediately got off his horse and strode into Zuiyun Pavilion.
"It must be the first time for the young master to come here, and he may not know the rules of my family's oiran. If he can pass the triple test of my family's oiran, he will naturally meet with the young master."
The old bustard said straight to the point.
As her words fell, Shen Lang was taken aback for a moment.
test?
Triple test?
Is this visiting a brothel, or taking the high school entrance examination, college entrance examination, or attending Tsinghua University?
But this also aroused Shen Lang's strong competitive spirit.
The young master Yushu is facing the wind, romantic and suave, talented and well-educated.
Is it not as good as the group of soil turtles in Datang?
This oiran has such a big shelf!
The young master would like to see if she has the face of a fish and a wild goose!
"Please lead the way ahead!"
Shen Lang immediately said eagerly.
But as his words fell, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps outside the door.
"Young master stay."
As the words fell, a handsome young man in white clothes appeared in front of Shen Lang.
Facing this uninvited guest, Shen Lang couldn't help frowning slightly.
Although he showed doubts on his face, he was very happy in his heart.
The reason why he appeared in Pingkangfang in such a high-profile manner was to lure the snake out of its hole.
As for this 'snake', it is naturally those rich young men in Chang'an City who don't have long eyes.
Li Er was such a thief, he only gave him a mere few thousand guan.
Although it was enough for his initial funds to set up a street stall, but now he needs a lot of street stall value.
How much money can you make from just one street stall?
Therefore, Shen Lang needs a large amount of start-up capital to set up countless street stalls.
Only by expanding the scale can we earn more land stall value.
As the saying goes, if you can't bear a child, you can't trap a wolf.
I can't bear my daughter-in-law, but I can't hold a hooligan.
He had no choice but to take out all of Li Er's rewards and come to Pingkangfang to try his luck.
If you meet a son who doesn't have long eyes, that's fine.
If you can't meet it, it's worth it to be chic.
"Young Master exudes a stench of copper, I think Miss Mo Nong will not like it. So I would like to advise you, don't waste your time, just go and play with other girls."
The young man in white persuaded Shen Lang kindly.
Although he spoke politely, his words were full of sarcasm and ridicule.
Especially his incomparably proud expression and posture made Shen Lang very unhappy.
"Who is Miss Mo Nong?"
Shen Lang asked curiously.
"Miss Mo Nong has been the Oiran of Pingkangfang for three consecutive years, and no one has yet lifted her veil to get a glimpse of her beauty."
The old bustard said with a smile on the side.
His face was filled with pride and arrogance!
As her words fell, Shen Lang was shocked immediately.
What the hell!
There is this hunger marketing method in Datang?
He has been the oiran for three consecutive years.
But no one can see the beauty?
curiosity kills the cat.
Presumably there are countless talents who come here admiringly.
This madam played a good hand!
This girl is not simple!
"Although I don't know Miss Mo Nong's preferences, she must not like your sour smell. Otherwise, how come no one has been able to see your beauty so far?"
Shen Lang immediately replied to the young man in white.
"you!"
The young man in white was speechless for an instant, and was out of breath.
"What are you?"
"Now that the young master has come to Chang'an, the oiran young master has decided to adopt it!"
Shen Lang said domineeringly.
(End of this chapter)