It's about to be the end of the day, and it's still more than an hour before lunch, which is not a good time to recognize people—most of the characters who can speak in the Lan name may have just woken up at this time.

For them, the day basically starts in the afternoon.

Lan Zhijun took her to several famous dance workshops, and Bai Ling learned that this large number of buildings was rented from the teaching workshop from the flower kilns of various brands.

The boundary on the southwest side of the silk cage Jinding is almost entirely owned by the Lanzifang, and several corners along the edge are rented by several different Jinzibu flower kilns.

After all, backed by the signboard of the Lanzifang, there are often customers who spend a lot of money passing by, and several flower kilns of the Jinzi Department will arrange their best girls here, which is quite a bit like fighting for the residue behind the big fish.

Walking with Lan Zhijun in the twists and turns of the corridor, Bai Ling gave birth to the illusion of returning to the court, whether it was the turtle paws or the maids here, they stopped far away when they saw them, and then bowed their heads when they passed, and whispered "Lan Zhijun".

This place is the same, and there is a difference between dignity and inferiority.

Bai Ling vaguely felt that this scene was a little funny, until she finally realized the origin of this funny around the corner.

She looked at Lan Zhijun and said softly, "I don't know the identity of Lan Zhijun's household registration, what is written?" ”

Lan Zhijun glanced at Bai Ling with some surprise, "Shang." ”

"Are the bustards here too?"

"Hmm." Lan Zhijun nodded, "What's wrong?" ”

"It feels like this place is still very similar to the inner palace." Bai Ling said softly, "Although...... Everyone's identity is completely different. ”

Lan Zhijun laughed, "Like, but not like." ”

Bai Ling looked at Lan Zhijun, "What do you say?" ”

"Because Baihuaya is a notoriously unruly place." Lan Zhijun said in a low voice, his gaze at Bai Ling was quite meaningful, "The bigger the people you meet, the more you don't have to follow their rules......"

Bai Ling frowned slightly, and listened intently for a while.

“…… Because they're here to have fun, not to see you and follow the rules. Lan Zhijun paused, "Do you understand what the 'rules' in my words mean?" ”

Bai Ling thought for a moment, "In the future, the guest will be regarded as an ordinary friend?" ”

Lan Zhijun shook her head.

As the two of them walked on, a woman carrying a cesspool passed them without stopping like a maid or a turtle's paw.

Bai Ling glanced sideways, and the man was not wearing the clothes of Baihuaya, but a black pocket embroidered with the word "hundred" around his front - this should be the laborer hired from outside as the boss of the tooth shop said before.

It's just that if you come to earn a daily wage, you really don't have to worry too much, after all, there are so many bustards and bosses in Baihuaya, and it's really unnecessary for them to write down these people.

Lan Zhijun led Bai Ling to a hall that was about three stories high.

Although it was daytime, and the golden lights in the hall had not yet been lit, the slightly bleak extravagance in front of me was enough to take your breath away.

In the middle of the hall hangs a plaque with the words "Shore Zhi Tinglan" written in timeless handwriting.

Bai Ling looked up at the ceiling and the carved balustrades of the cloister on all sides, where every stroke of the painting was meticulously carved, and its magnificence far exceeded her imagination of the building, and she realized that the dance workshop where the bustard would let her and Ai Songqing wipe it was probably also the water character department, which was probably the boundary under the Xizi brand.

It is impossible to build such a temple in the palace.

If any emperor really built his own hall like this, he was afraid that the saliva of the officials would flood the hall on the spot...... However, the official whose attitude can be decisive to this point is afraid that he will never set foot in the hinterland of Baihuaya in his life.

Not only because of fame - but also because of the sum of their life's money, it may not be worth a fraction of the overnight sales of Baihuaya.

For a while, Bai Ling was full of emotion.

The huge Lan Hall was empty.

Lan Zhijun clasped his hands in his arms, leaned against the doorpost not far from the entrance, and silently stared at Bai Ling, who was looking up in front of him.

"Is it pretty?" He walked towards Bai Ling, "The place where you will appear in the future is here. ”

Bai Ling smiled and did not answer.

Regarding the "appearance", Zeng Jiuyan warned her before.

After being bought by the flower kiln, the girls' first appearance was another auction, only this time it was no longer their people who were sold, but their first night.

Generally speaking, the flower kiln will put some of the girls who are worthy of training to the song and dance workshop first, during which everyone can only watch from a distance and not play profane, until the girls' reputation slowly rises, the flower kiln will pick a day - usually the end of the month, to really let them pick up customers.

This is the meaning of "debut" - every time a newcomer appears, the corresponding flower kiln can almost make a lot of money.

But in Bai Ling's place, this matter suddenly became critical - her reputation no longer needed to be put into the song and dance workshop to practice.

From last night to this morning, the entire Baihuaya was boiling, and everyone knew that Lanzihao had bought an amateur worth 100,000 yuan, and hundreds of thousands of pairs of eyes were staring here.

At the moment, it is on the cusp of the storm.

"Is it the end of the month?" Bai Ling asked softly.

"Hmm." Lan Zhijun said lightly, "Now is the time for you to become famous, and you can't miss the opportunity." ”

"Yes...... Bai Ling nodded, "Strike while the iron is hot, I understand the reason." ”

Lan Zhijun looked at Bai Ling, and the little girl was still looking at the furnishings here with great interest, looking here, touching there, and asking about the material of things from time to time.

"Where is Lan Zhijun from?"

In a break between breaths, Bai Ling leaned back on the cushions of the bench and spoke in a flat tone.

"It doesn't matter." Lan Zhijun said softly.

Bai Ling smiled, "Then Lan Zhijun is also the old party of the first prince?" ”

Suddenly, the question became acute.

Lan Zhijun didn't answer, but looked at Bai Ling gently, with a smile in his eyes still - he had already heard Bai Ling's voice, and was thinking about how to answer.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Bai Ling then added, "...... Otherwise, how would you recognize Heng Yuanjun, he grew up in the palace since he was a child, and he shouldn't have the opportunity to come to a place like Baihuaya. ”

"Baihuaya is here, and there are no long legs, and they can't run, so naturally everyone can come." Lan Zhijun lowered her eyes and smiled, "Do you want to ask, how did Heng Yuanjun and I meet?" ”

"Hmm." Bai Ling nodded again, "Lan Zhijun is willing to spend 100,000 yuan - no, it should be 50,000 taels of gold to buy me, this is Lan Zhijun's own intention, or Heng Yuanjun's request." ”

"Myself, of course." Lan Zhijun laughed, "He...... I can't care about it yet. ”

Bai Ling leaned on the bench, supported his cheek with one hand, and looked thoughtfully at Lan Zhijun in front of him.

"But it does have his influence," Lan Zhijun replied calmly, "After all, a few years ago, he took my proud work, and now he ...... Gotta get something back. ”

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