Facing the flowery old mother, Wu Nian did not entangle, and went straight to the point: "This aunt, I am looking for smoke." ”

The old mother was stunned, she called me anything, and you were the first one to call me aunt.

Hearing that Wu Nian was looking for smoke, the enthusiasm on her face was reduced by three points, but she was still more enthusiastic. She interrupted, "Ahhh My lord. What's so good about being like smoke, Qingqi people. You can't see it. Where are the red people comfortable, the soft and soft body is ecstasy. ”

"Three masters. How about I introduce you to the three Red Guys? ”

The might of the Iron Bull did not last for three seconds, and he listened to it with a red face and red ears, and his eyes lit up.

Zhang Jin reached out and patted the back of his head, signaling him to be serious.

"All I need is smoke." Wu Nian kept smiling and repeated.

The old lady had no choice but to point to a small door behind her and said, "Pay a tael of silver, and you can go in." ”

"But I'm going to have to say something ugly. Ruyan has a strange personality, and she has set up a formation in the courtyard. If you don't pass the test, you won't see anyone. A tael of silver will not be returned. ”

"Pay the money. You're out there drinking at the bar. Don't mess with those red people, beware of flower willow disease. Wu Nian nodded, asked Tie Niu to pay the money, and gave a word, and then strode towards the small door.

"A good table of wine. Call two girls. Zhang Jin looked up and said to the old mother.

He's also afraid of willow disease, but it's always okay to hug and hug, right? Can't you go and see that beautiful Qingqi man, the two of us are just eating in a brothel?

Iron Bull nodded vigorously, and saliva flowed down again.

Wu Nian ignored the two birdmen, entered the small gate, and came to the courtyard. It is a hollow-shaped courtyard, and the second floor is the room.

Guests can leave their rooms with a blast or stay overnight.

The courtyard was filled with benches, and the benches were full of people, and at a glance there were dozens of them.

Wang Ruyan's behavior is unique. The brothel side can only be driven by her temperament.

This part is jokingly called the draft.

Everyone pays a tael of silver and they can participate. Wang Ruyan came up with the topic and let everyone compete. Whoever wins, she sees.

Qing people, don't sell your body.

Wang Ruyan doesn't know how to be talented.

Even if the winner sees Wang Ruyan, he can only look at her peerless appearance and smell her body fragrance.

But even so, this activity in Mingyue Tower every night still makes many prodigal sons flock to it.

Wu Nian looked at these prodigal sons, shook his head slightly, and came to an empty stool and sat down.

These prodigal sons looked at Wu Nian and continued to wait.

Not long after. A pretty maid dressed in red walked out.

"Little Red is out." When the guests saw the maid, they immediately stirred.

Xiaohong is Wang Ruyan's personal maid, and she is responsible for delivering the topic.

"Little Red Girl, what's the topic tonight?" A rich man with a fat head and big ears and a shiny face hurriedly stood up and asked.

The rest of the guests did not speak, but pricked up their ears and waited for the rest of the day.

There are so many different questions that anyone can win. It all depends on how Wang Ruyan comes up with the problem.

The little red girl smiled when she heard this, and said crisply, "Miss said it." Today's topic is the oil seller. ”

As she spoke, two stout men walked in from outside. One held a clay jar smelling of oil, and the other held a gourd and a wooden spoon.

The man holding the jar put it on the ground, stood aside and did not move. The man with the gourd and spoon also put the gourd on the ground, then took out a copper coin and put it on the mouth of the gourd.

Looking at this posture, most people guessed what they were going to do, and they couldn't help but frown.

"Practice makes perfect. Do you want us to spoon the oil and pour it into the gourd through the square hole of the copper coin? A well-mannered Xiucai wearing a square scarf blurted out.

"That's what the prime minister said." Xiaohong smiled and blessed Xiucai, then cleared her throat and said crisply: "A spoonful of oil per person." Whoever spills the least oil out of the box wins tonight. ”

"I'm the referee." Xiaohong raised her little head and said very proudly.

Everyone had already guessed it, after listening to the rules that Xiaohong said. They all sighed in unison, at a loss.

"It's a girl like smoke, what a tormenting little goblin. She figured it out. Seeing that the guests are not asking for poems and songs, but testing the other party's ability to sell oil. ”

A genius sighed, and his face showed a look of despair. It looks like a gambler has lost the last handful of silver.

"yes. Which oil seller will come to visit the Qinglou and see the Qing people. Isn't this torture? Another handsome man in a green shirt also stomped his feet.

However, the conversation between the two also attracted everyone's attention, everyone's eyes lit up, morale rose, and the eyes that looked at each other were full of murderous energy.

This is the other way around.

There were no oil sellers in the audience.

Everyone is a layman, fair competition, everyone has the opportunity to see Ruyan.

Don't talk about them.

Wu Nian, who was a traverser, was also shocked by Wang Ruyan's handwriting.

What kind of brain circuitry do you need to think of this kind of problem?

Sure enough, it's the maverick Wang Ruyan.

However, Wu Nian is quite confident. What everyone can think of, of course he can think of.

Oil sellers, practice makes perfect.

The ability to pour oil, of course, is a cow who sells oil professionally. But they are all laymen, as long as their hands are steady and do not shake, they are excellent.

Wu Nian turned his head and looked, this year's prodigal son was either a weak scholar or a pot-bellied businessman, and none of them were physically strong.

"Looks like I have a good chance." Wu Nian took a deep breath and calmed down.

After explaining the rules, Xiaohong waited for a moment. Seeing that everyone was mentally prepared, she smiled and raised her little hand as white as a green onion, and nodded at the young man in the first seat.

"This guest. You come first. She said crisply.

The young man took a deep breath, stood up with vigor, reached out and took the spoon from the man's hand, and scooped a spoonful of oil into the jar.

Then his hands began to tremble.

This spoon is not big, and it can scoop half a catty of oil at most. It does not sink. But this young man's hands are shaking, and his hands are shaking uncontrollably.

His face turned from red to blue, and finally he gritted his teeth and poured the oil in his hand into the mouth of the gourd, and the result was like a man peeing in the wind, a mess.

Xiaohong glanced at him and said with a look of disgust: "Out." ”

The young man suddenly turned red, stomped his feet, and walked away without looking back.

Xiaohong didn't look at him, raised her eyes and said crisply: "This son." ”

As the guests came on the stage one by one, they left one by one. There are many people who are directly out, and only four remain.

Wu Nian was the last to come in and the last to appear.

"This son. Please. Xiaohong glanced at Wu Nian and said with a smile.