Chapter 59 Good Poetry, Good Poetry
The first floor of the sky is actually not luxurious, on the contrary, it is a little simple, compared to those famous Fengyue places in Shengjing, it is simply more simple than the thatched toilet. It's just that most of the people sitting in it are wearing dragon costumes, wearing gold and silver, and there are not a few nouveau riche who are afraid that others don't know that they are rich.
As soon as Xiao Yichen and the others walked to the door, two servants in green clothes and small hats greeted them, just looking at their appearance, they were smart people.
"These masters, but there is an appointment?" said the slightly shorter guy on the left, after saluting respectfully, with a smile on his face.
"Oh, I didn't have an appointment when I first arrived. It's just that I heard someone introduce that this is Liao Qiye's handicap, and my son-in-law wants to buy some female slaves with the highest number, so I came to try my luck. Beichen was speechless and immediately stepped forward to explain.
"I see. Since this is the case, a few masters might as well go to the hall to sit down, if you are lucky, you can naturally see the seventh master. Ladies and gentlemen, please. When the little maid heard this, he seemed to have been accustomed to such guests for a long time, and politely led everyone at the moment, bypassing the exquisite screen at the door as a barrier, and immediately brought everyone into the hall.
When standing outside the door, Xiao Yichen had already faintly heard the sound of silk and bamboo coming from inside, and after bypassing the screen, he saw that a platform had been set up in the center of the hall, and five or six girls, dressed in tulle, were singing and dancing lightly on the stage. It's just that these girls have a sweet smile at the moment, not at all like those blank-looking slaves they see in the daytime.
"It's a good jump. Gently patting the folding fan in his hand, Xiao Yichen's gaze lingered on the girls for a moment, and then began to scan the people sitting in the hall. It looks similar to those who entered and exited the door before, and it is basically not rich or expensive.
The little guy was not in a hurry, and when Xiao Yichen's gaze was withdrawn, he said: "This master, the first time you came, I'm afraid you don't know the rules of our first floor." This time, we don't count by head, only by table. You have to sit several people at a table, 20,000 tables on the periphery, and those in the middle ......"
Without waiting for the little guy to finish speaking, Xiao Yichen's arm pointed and said to the area covered by a bead curtain at the edge, "What about over there?"
"Oh, that's expensive, 100,000 a table. The little guy explained with a smile.
"Well, there's all four over there. As for eating and drinking, you look at it, each table has a serving, and the price doesn't need to be said, and in the end, it will be yours together. Xiao Yichen waved the folding fan in his hand, and then stepped forward to pass.
"This master, I'm really sorry, our rule here is to sit before the money. Offended, offended. The little guy turned slightly sideways to block Xiao Yichen's way, although he had a smile on his face, he couldn't tolerate disobedience in his words.
Xiao Yichen's pace didn't pause, his fingers shook slightly, and the little guy felt a pull coming from his side, and subconsciously pushed a few steps away and made way of the middle aisle.
It wasn't until he walked past the frightened little guy that Xiao Yichen said indifferently: "Speechless, reward him with two southern pearls." ”
"No!" Beichen Wuyan had long been accustomed to this kind of drama, took out a small bag from his sleeve pocket, poured out two dazzling beads the size of the tip of his thumb from it, and threw them to the little guy and said: "Our son-in-law will reward you with some table tea money, and one will reward you." ”
"This is ......" The little guy had never seen this kind of thing, and when he was a little hesitant, a blue-robed man with a narrow face and a middle-aged man on the side directly reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said: "This is the best Nanzhu, one is worth millions, you kid has earned it, don't you give the best tea to your guests." ”
"I've seen the ninth master, the little one will go. When the little guy heard this, he immediately smiled, saluted the ninth master, and hurriedly walked to the inner hall.
At this moment, Xiao Yichen had already walked into that small area and sat down at the round table in the middle. Xiao Feixing naturally did not stand and suffer, and then sat next to his brother. Yue'er, Xing'er, Yu Xiaoxiang and Lin Fang stood behind the two, and the sisters and brothers of the Beichen family each stood on the left and right sides of the bead curtain with their swords in one hand. The eighteen guards, each occupying one side, faintly guarded the few people in the middle.
The pair of little eyes of the ninth master never left Xiao Yichen and the others, and when he saw their style at this moment, he understood in his heart that the reason why he asked for four tables was not to sit and drink tea with his entourage, but because he didn't like to be in the same area with others.
"It seems that there is a reason. The ninth master made up his mind in his heart, and after thinking about it, he decided to go to the meeting, and immediately turned his head and walked to the inner room.
Xiao Feixing, who was on the other side, sat and glanced around for a while, and then said a little boringly: "That is, singing, dancing, nothing unusual." Third brother, we won't be deceived by that shopkeeper, right?"
"What's the hurry? The two Nanzhu are thrown out, if you can't smash the main family out, then let's take it as if we came to see a show. Xiao Yichen didn't move, shook the folding fan slightly, and his eyes fell on the girls dancing in the middle.
"Cut, isn't this just a glamorous dance, wearing so little, wouldn't it be better not to wear it at all. Yu Xiaoxiang seemed to be very dissatisfied with Xiao Yichen's interested eyes, glanced at the woman on the stage, and then pursed her lips and muttered.
"Little girl, you don't understand. The women appear to be scantily dressed, but in fact the key parts are not visible. However, the looming mysterious beauty of holding the pipa and half-covering his face is the key to attracting men. Xiao Yichen chuckled and explained casually.
The beautiful eyes gave Xiao Yichen a roll of her eyes, and the little woman with red lips said with a look of contempt: "Sure enough, it's a pervert, experienced!"
"Haha, third brother, the pervert is about to become the special title given to you by the young lady. "Xiao Feixing will never let go when he can coax him, even if he is taught again and again, he still perseveres.
With a folding fan in his hand and a gentle slap on his palm, Xiao Yichen said with a smile on his face: "Beauty I am a pervert, I am a beauty little fool, come and not be rude, scold each other is happy! Good poetry, good poetry!"
"You're a fool, big stupid pig!
"Hahaha......"
In the cheerful laughter, not far away, Jiu Ye led a few young people holding all kinds of tea and snacks, and at this moment they had already walked near the bead curtain.
Raising his hand, before he entered the door, the laughter of the ninth master had already sounded: "Distinguished guests are here, Chen Jiu has never been far away, please forgive your sins, forgive your sins." ”
"Since it's the master's house, please come in and sit down. Xiao Yichen glanced at Chen Jiu through the bead curtain, and immediately greeted him.