Chen Yi was happy when he heard it, this fucking excuse is too real, right?

Don't have enough money?

He didn't believe it!

"Take it out and let me take a look!" Chen Yi asked forcefully.

The eldest grandson Wuji reluctantly took out a money bag from his sleeve: "If you see it, it's one hundred and twenty taels!"

One hundred and twenty taels is not enough?

"Fatty, are you a liar?"

"That's one hundred and twenty taels, isn't enough for the two of us to go in and drink a pot of wine?"

The eldest grandson Wuji put away the money bag, rolled his eyes and said, "What did my brother lie to you, the entrance fee of the drunken incense building is one hundred taels of silver!"

Seeing that Chen Yi didn't believe it, the eldest grandson Wuji was anxious, took Chen Yi's hand and walked forward: "If you don't believe it, let's go and have a look!"

After a few turns, Chen Yi saw a four-story pavilion from a distance.

There are colorful lanterns hanging on the pavilion, but unlike in the TV series in the previous life, the girls all stand in front of the window to solicit guests, but there are black-clothed guards on each floor.

Walking closer, two stone lions sat in front of the door, and above the door was a red plaque with three words written on it: Zuixiang Building.

To Chen Yi's surprise, there was an inscription in the lower right corner of the drunken incense building, which was written by Xiao Yu last year.

The sign of his mother's green building turned out to be written by the prince of the dynasty, which is too nonsense, right?

The eldest grandson Wuji pulled Chen Yi to the door, and four black-clothed guards guarded a young and beautiful little lady.

The little lady knelt in front of the desk, holding a brush in her hand, collecting money and registering at the same time.

Chen Yi took a look at it, not to mention, the little lady's weak and boneless Qianqianyu's subordinates wrote really good words, and he thought he couldn't compare.

"Where did you come from, get out of here, this is not the place for you to come!"

Get!

Despised again, Chen Yi shook his head helplessly, but although the guards here called him a little brat, he had a smile on his face and a polite tone.

"What you said is a little wrong, how can you turn away guests when you open the door to do business?" Chen Yi didn't move, and then asked rhetorically.

As soon as the guard wanted to refute, the little lady with the green silk raised her head and showed a charming smile: "Little brother, this is really not a place for you to play, it's getting dark, you better hurry home!"

Chen Yi glanced at the eldest grandson Wuji who was hiding not far away, if he really left, the dead fat man would still be despised!

So, Chen Yi put on a serious expression: "This young lady, who said that I can't go in?

The guard next to him answered: "There is no explicit rule, but do you have any silver?"

"Okay, even if you have money, what can you do with your bean sprouts?"

Chen Yi chuckled and said, "There is really no silver, but this big brother, what you said later is really wrong!"

"Oh, what's wrong with the little brother?" asked the little lady who was holding the pen with interest.

Chen Yi smiled, feeling a little obscene, and hurriedly stopped laughing and said, "Little sister, even if the little brother can't do it, don't you still have little hands?"

"You?" the little lady's snow-white goose egg face suddenly turned red: "You little rascal!"

Chen Yi was stunned, pretending to be confused and said, "Where is the little brother a hooligan?"

Refreshing!

After finishing speaking, Chen Yi suddenly felt that it was okay to flirt with a little lady, and it was not a good taste.

"Hurry up and leave, otherwise my sister will let these guard brothers invite you away!" The little lady who held the pen blushed and gave Chen Yi a sanitary eye.

Chen Yi saw that the guard next to him was about to make a move, and hurriedly stopped: "Don't, you can tell me how much it is!"

"One hundred taels of silver, no, didn't you say you don't have any silver?"

Chen Yi hurriedly exchanged points for a gold ingot from the system, which was exactly ten taels.

"Yes, there is no silver!" When the little lady who held the pen wanted to get angry, he hurriedly put a piece of gold ingots on the table: "I only have gold, and I really don't have silver!"

"You?" the little lady almost said goodbye in one breath.

Chen Yi smiled and said, "Young sister, don't be angry, it's not beautiful if you're angry, brother, I'll go in first?"

"Wait!"

When Chen Yi heard this, he saw that the little lady exhaled deeply and soothed the right wrist holding the pen.

"Register!"

Still want to register?

If this is put in the previous world and the Qinglou still needs to be registered, it is estimated that the provincial police uncle will bother and just take the list and arrest them one by one.

"Name?"

"Chen Yi!"

"Where?"

"Medium...... Oh no, Tang Dynasty people!"

The little lady who held the pen glared at Chen Yi: "Ask where you are from!"

"It's from the Tang Dynasty, isn't it right?" Chen Yi really didn't know where Tangshan Village belonged.

The little lady who was holding the pen was speechless, hurriedly registered for Chen Yi and threw out a token, hurriedly don't overdo it, she was really angry in her heart.

"Seriously, young lady, don't frown and get angry, if this woman frowns often, it's easy to get old!"

Chen Yi picked up a flash spell and entered the Zuixiang Building, and the little lady with the pen gritted her teeth and snorted.

The eldest grandson Wuji in the back was waiting to see Chen Yi's jokes, why didn't he go in with a warrant after a while?

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yi's people were gone, and the fat man was in a hurry, hurriedly handed over the silver at the door, and followed in with the warrant.

Walking into the Zuixiang Building, Chen Yi was suddenly shocked by a smell of books.

Is this a fucking Qinglou?

Looking around, the independent desks are neatly placed, and the guests have been seated on them one after another.

There is an incense burner on the desk, four dishes of side dishes, a pot of wine, and from time to time, Xiao Er comes forward to serve.

In the center of the hall is a raised platform that extends to the height of the second floor, with a staircase connecting to the fourth floor.

On the high platform, there are already six women with beautiful faces dancing to the sound of the piano, and in front of a circular table in the center of the high platform sits a woman stroking the qin, her beautiful eyes are slightly closed, and she is very engaged.

"You?"

The attendant who led the way just wanted to ask Chen Yi if he had gone to the wrong place, but he aimed at the token.

"Master, do you give the warrant to the little one?"

Chen Yi handed the warrant to the attendant, and Chen Yi said that he was really not too sure what to read.

"Han Lian, come here!"

Chen Yi muttered softly, remembering the pronunciation of these two words.

As he walked, Chen Yi saw men coming out of the rooms on the second and third floors, so he asked curiously, "Why are there still people up there?"

"Master, the second and third floors are private rooms, prepared for distinguished guests!"

Honored guests?

"What are the requirements for entering the box?" Chen Yi asked with a pout.

The attendant smiled, obviously looking down on Chen Yi: "Two thousand taels of silver!"

"How can a mother's Qinglou get money so quickly?" Chen Yi said depressedly, but he couldn't make any expression on his face.

Face is all about face!

"Master, it was all entered by the prince and grandson of Chang'an, there is a lot of space inside, there are five seats, and someone is waiting in front of you...... But...... Forget it about you!"

Nani?

Despised again?

"Wait, let's have a box for you!"

The head can be broken, the hairstyle can't be messed up, the face of this thing used to be incapable, but now that it has the ability, it must be resolutely held.