Chapter 800 My Senior Brother Is Jian Nanchun

"Yo, so it's the new Mr. Lin!"

Generally speaking, in the brothel fireworks area, the gatekeepers are all very beautiful and clever, which is called appearance.

Otherwise, how to solicit customers?

Only those who are very proficient in business are qualified to stand at the door.

Look, Yi Lin didn't even know them, but they recognized Yi Lin at a glance.

It seems that during this period of time, Yi Lin spent a lot of money in the small town, which alarmed all the sisters in Wanxianglou.

Yi Lin waved her fan, others were half pushing and half letting go, Yi Lin took the initiative to attack, and before the two girls had time to tug a few times, Yi Lin stepped in with her foot.

"No, I'll do it myself."

The two girls were taken aback when they saw this, and looked at each other.

Look at this age, but just an adult, right?

How could this pace be so proficient?

Immediately, the two facade girls had a strange feeling in their hearts.

Yi Lin flicked her sleeves, and two pieces of silver fell into the collar of the girl in front of the door in a parabola, and slid into the embroidered apron. up.

Originally, with Yi Lin's hidden charisma attributes and irrelevant appearance, it was difficult to get the approval of strangers in a face-to-face meeting.

But Yi Lin gave too much.

No one knows how to increase favorability better than Yi Lin.

Over the years, he has already become very proficient at playing this game, teaching students according to their aptitude, and moving according to people.

Shengping County is just a small county town in the southern border of the Daqing Dynasty, and Wanxianglou is already considered a very high-end consumer place in the county town. There are many male guests of all kinds inside, most of them are well-dressed, and the difference in level from the poor outside can be seen at a glance.

Wanxianglou was regarded as a leading industry in the Daqing Dynasty, with numerous branches in various cities and towns. When Yi Lin learned of this, one can imagine the surprise in her heart. They never expected that in a world where the level of technology is so backward and where cultivation is the main theme, someone would come up with the concept of a "chain store". The behind-the-scenes boss of Wanxianglou is someone.

"Here, Mr. Lin will be received by me, Qiao'er, Hua'er, you continue to entertain guests."

The girls named Qiao'er and Hua'er, sticking to Yi Lin, led him into the Wanxiang Building, and then a beautiful woman in her thirties, with a mature charm, came out slowly. She smiled coquettishly. After driving Hua'er Qiaoer and Yingyan away, they took Yi Lin's arm affectionately, whispered their red lips in Yi Lin's ear, and asked in a soft voice, "Mr. Lin, is he really handsome?" ...Si simple, I am a concubine, and I am the shopkeeper of this building."

It was a very charming scene, but Yi Lin is still a little short of Xiu Niang in height at this time. This scene was inadvertently caught by other people's eyes. It has a sense of sight of an old cow gnawing tender grass, or a small groom driving a big carriage. Many male guests secretly laughed, but they did not go forward to make trouble.

After a simple self-introduction, Xiu Niang went straight to the topic: "I don't know if Mr. Lin is here today, do you want to simply listen to the music, or collect the wind?"

As we all know, the girls in Wanxianglou are commonly known as "Xiangfeng" in the industry. According to the type of practice, they are divided into two types-"Wenfeng" and "Wufeng".

To put it simply, Wenfeng does not sell herself, and Wufeng does not sell herself. They each have their own specialties, perform their duties, and have a clear division of labor.

Most of Wenfeng has been carefully trained, and she is good at piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and painting. Simply holding a lyre and playing a ditty will make people mesmerized. Some people like this kind of prostitution, it's not a good taste. In the circle, this kind is also jokingly called "literary whoring".

The other kind of "Wufeng" is naturally trained, but the aspect of training is a bit special, so I won't go into details here. And the reason why they are called Wufeng is that they have seen real kung fu directly, and they don't know about opera and pipa. This method of whoring is called "forced whoring".

And Xiu Niang saw too many people of all kinds, and when she saw Mr. Lin, she seemed inexplicably annoying at first glance, but once her hands were generous, she seemed much more pleasing to the eye. Xiu Niang looked at it for a long time, secretly thinking that Mr. Lin's self-familiarity is definitely not a first-time brother, so she didn't need to explain it when she showed her face.

Find out if Mr. Lin wants to write, or wants to do some martial arts.

While counting the rest of the silver she got from robbing the rich and donating to the poor from the gang of robbers, Yi Lin flicked her sleeves casually, and took out another shining sterling silver ingot, and stuffed it into the waistband of Xiuniang.

Xiu Niang was taken aback.

Yi Lin smiled meaningfully: "I am different from them."

"This..." Xiu Niang touched the silver in her belt and hesitated.

Without further ado, Yi Lin stuffed another one into Xiuniang's waistband.

Xiu Niang still hesitated.

Yi Lin quickly stuffed the third silver ingot.

The embroidered lady's waist was already slender, and the girdle was tightly tightened. The third sister's big silver ingot was stuffed into it, and it almost stretched the embroidered lady's tightly wrapped satin waistband.

Xiu Niang took a deep breath, she stretched out two fingers, a little unsure: "Could it be Mr. Lin is thinking... I'm afraid the girls won't agree." She had just finished saying this, and then touched it carefully. Touching the waistband of his trousers, which was about to be stretched, a bold idea came to his mind, and he took a deep breath: "Could it be that Mr. Lin likes someone as old as me? I'm afraid it's even more inappropriate."

Yi Lin felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the way she opened it.

Xiuniang actually misunderstood her own thoughts.

Yi Lin coughed twice: "Your 'Green Luan Tree' hall..."

That's not enough.

Xiu Niang covered Yi Lin's mouth, and pressed her waist bulging with money.

"Mr. Lin, let's take a step to speak."

Yi Lin was covered with her mouth, but she nodded with a smile on her eyes.

The whispers between Yi Lin and Xiu Niang did not disturb anyone.

In fact, every guest who comes to Wanxianglou, whether it is literary prostitution or military prostitution, will have such a process.

People, you have to take some face into account.

In the Wanxiang Building, this group of people came and went, all of them were familiar, and when they left the door, everyone acted as if they didn't know each other.

Yi Lin was led into a room by Xiu Niang, and Xiu Niang slammed the door tightly, and looked at Yi Lin with a smile for a moment, then suddenly her little hand trembled, and silver lights shot towards Yi Lin's body.

"Ding ding ding."

That silver light is obviously the embroidery needles that are usually used for embroidery, before those few embroidery needles hit Yi Lin's vitals, they fell to the ground one after another and lost their aim.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, Xiu Niang has offended me a lot. Mysterious methods... I don't know where Mr. Lin learned from?"

When Xiu Niang saw Yi Lin's methods, her eyes became a little more serious, and her charming and enchanting face faded away, replaced by a cold and stiff expression.

In this world, when walking outside, there are people behind you who are easy to handle. Xiuniang didn't know Yi Lin's real intention, but she could ask the family first, there was nothing wrong with it.

Who can be offended and who cannot be offended, she still has to ask clearly first.

Generally, before asking about the origin of the other party, it is rare for Xuanmen to make a move to death.

In case someone who should not be provoked is provoked, it is not easy to be good with one's life.

Yi Lin frowned.

Before he came, he stepped on it in advance.

Since ancient times, the brothel has been a well-informed place.

Yi Lin was pleasantly surprised to find that this Wanxiang Building seemed to be one of the strongholds of Qingluanshu, a local intelligence organization.

So today he pretended to be a shopper and came to buy some information.

Yi Lin stared at Xiu Niang's bulging waist, and asked, "Let me ask some news, is there not enough money?"

"Are you here to buy discounts?"

Xiu Niang stared at Yi Lin's face, seeing that he didn't seem to be fooling people, so she tentatively said some black words in the industry.

In the intelligence community, some confidential information is called "excerpts".

According to the rarity of the information, the zhezi can be divided into "gold zhezi", "silver zhezi", "bronze zhezi" and "paper zhezi".

Yi Lin nodded as a matter of course: "Yes."

When Xiuniang heard this, she couldn't laugh or cry: "Who told you that our Wanxiang Building sells booklets? We specialize in prostitution... Ah bah, a place that sells both body and art! No!" Xiuniang was almost caught by Yi Lin's mellow voice The "yes" flickered, and she suddenly woke up. If the other party is really a person from the Taoist sect, it is impossible not to know the twists and turns. With the needle in his hand, he aimed at the vital spot between Yi Lin's legs, and continued to ask: "Mr. Lin has not declared his family name. Logically speaking, Mr. Lin is a Taoist monk, how could he not know that Wanxiang Tower is not a place for Jiaozhezi. "

It turned out that the process was wrong!

When Yi Lin heard it, she immediately understood where the omission was. He patronized to step on the spot and learned that Wanxianglou belonged to an intelligence organization, but he ignored a small detail. Wanxianglou is only responsible for collecting information, but there are actually other people who actually sell this information.

This is a mature information transaction chain. Yi Lin directly bypassed all middlemen and stepped on the source of goods. No wonder Xiu Niang was so vigilant, closing the door tightly and poking the needle.

I see.

But Yi Lin thought it didn't matter, it was nothing more than taking some detours and opening another stream path, and Xiu Niang's methods were not very good in Yi Lin's opinion. So, what’s wrong with bypassing the middleman? The current Yi Lin really has the confidence to bully others.

If you really can't beat it, at worst, just run away!

Although this world is very dangerous, the strength of most people is quite down-to-earth.

So Yi Lin made up a reason in her head without haste, and said it while making up, it sounded like the real thing.

"I have always lived in the mountain gate and never went out. My senior brother sneaked out of the sect for some reason. I followed him all the way to Shengping County. But unexpectedly, my senior brother found out and reluctantly left me. "Yi Lin sighed, showing a very depressed expression: "I have a whole body of cultivation, but I can't find my senior brother, but I overheard my senior brother mentioning that if you want to buy news, you can go to the Qingluan tree and enter the ten thousand Xianglou. So I came here."

"Your senior brother?" Xiuniang looked at Yi Lin suspiciously, looking up and down, as if she wanted to tell which sect Yi Lin was a disciple from Yi Lin's young master's attire. The young disciple of the old man was so proficient in shopping around the kiln, so he could only ask directly: "Xiu Niang is frightened, how dare I ask Mr. Lin, senior brother...?"

Yi Lin narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Heavenly Sword Gate, Jian Nanchun."

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