Jiang Si of the brothel brothel certainly has not visited, but he has lived in the Wumiao who respects women for a period of time in his previous life, and when he is used to seeing the bold and unrestrained Wumiao women, he seems to feel less scary.

She walked in calmly, looking around calmly as she walked.

The boat the Yanchun class is on is a medium-sized flower boat with two floors. The lower floor is a spacious hall for guests to enjoy singing and dancing, and the upper floor is a series of fragrant boudoirs. If those guests who came in a hurry in the night are interested, they will climb up the steps along the wooden ladders in the four corners of the hall, and spend the spring evening with the flower lady in their arms.

Jiang Si raised his eyes and glanced at the top.

In fact, there was a small attic on the two floors, which seemed to be lifted to ride the wind. A Fei said that it was the top residence on this flower boat.

Generally speaking, the Yanchun class is a very common painting boat on the Jinshui River. The top card of the Yanchun class is not ranked on the entire Jinshui River, and the little maid waiting for the top card is even more inconspicuous.

Jiang Si thought about these things and walked into the hall, and soon a woman in her thirties greeted her.

The woman has a plump body and a frivolous look, and her shoulders are half exposed at this time, making one can't help but look down the deep ditch.

Jiang Si wondered that this should be the bustard on the flower boat.

What she expected was good, the woman was indeed a bustard on the flower boat.

Such a small flower boat is of course not comparable to those top painting boats. Even the prostitutes who entertain the guests are divided into several levels. There is a bustard alone to deal with it, and the other slightly beautiful flower girls must accompany the guests to find joy and make money. of.

When the bustard saw the Jiang-like appearance, his eyes lit up, and his voice was a little bit more enthusiastic than usual: "Oh, where is this handsome boy, hurry up and ask in there."

Jiang Si nodded slightly, controlling the urge to sneeze.

The powdery fragrance from the bustard is too strong for her.

But soon the originally enthusiastic bustard's complexion sank, staring suspiciously at Jiang as if he would not leave.

Jiang Si was not afraid, so she stopped and smiled at the bustard.

The bustard's face became darker, and he stepped forward to get closer to Jiang Si, and lowered his voice with sullen anger: "If the little lady is here to make trouble, then stop blaming the old lady for being rude!"

I often hang around on the river. I have never seen any strange things. It’s not uncommon to get on a flower boat like a little lady in front of me. All of them come to catch the rape.

What is this place? Xiaoyao's nest for men to be comfortable, if there are jokes from time to time that the family's mother-in-law comes on the boat, are they still in the Yanchun class?

There are hundreds of flower boats on the Jinshui River, and the pressure of competition can be great.

Because of this discovery, Bustard's anger was rising, and it was not easy to make a big disturbance immediately.

Among other things, if this little lady is a fierce woman, it would be too convenient to find short-sightedness, she can just turn around and jump off the flower boat...

The bustard secretly said bad luck.

Jiang Si took out a small purse from his sleeve and put it on the bustard's hand.

The bustard was taken aback for a moment, felt the heavy purse in his hand swayed a little, and soon firmed up his position: "This is also not possible, the Yanchun class is not your presumptuous place!"

Is she a person with such shallow eyelids, ruining Yan Chunban's future for a few pieces of silver?

Jiang Si chuckled lightly, her voice faint, because it was so low that she couldn't tell whether it was a young man or a little girl for a while: "Mom misunderstood. I came to Yanchun class not to cause trouble, but to find someone."

Bustard's old face was strained, and the half-old **** who was originally charming became a dominatrix, sneered and said: "Finding someone is making trouble!"

"No, you are the one I'm looking for." Jiang Si smiled again, and put another purse into Bustard's hand.

The bustard was stunned.

Looking for her?

Zuo Siyou thinks that she hasn't ended for a long time. It's impossible for this delicate little lady to come to her to fight, right?

If that's the case... Bustard sneered secretly.

Those thugs raised by Yanchun's class are not decorations!

It’s fine if you don’t come to find a man, the money can be collected.

The bustard immediately tucked the two purses into his arms, and put a smile on his face again: "In that case, the son will come with the slave house."

After only two steps, he stopped, turned his head and asked: "The son has no special requirements for the place, right?"

"No." Jiang Si replied happily.

The bustard simply led Jiang Si to where he stayed.

The bustard's foothold is in the corner of the hall. The spacious room is divided into two parts by a screen. The outside is a small hall, and the inside is a place for people to rest.

A table was placed on the side of the small hall by the window, and outside the window was a splash of ink like the night and the lights swaying like a golden river filled with stars.

The cool breeze slowly came in from the open window, refreshing people.

But the bustard leaned forward and closed the window. She smiled and said without a smile: "The little lady can talk about looking for a slave."

Even with those two purses, the bustard can't have fun. In her opinion, a good girl comes to the flower boat, which is ignorant, shameless, and ignorant.

Women in the world have no rules to be like this. Isn't this ruining their jobs? Such unhealthy trends cannot be condoned!

"Ask my mother about one thing."

Jiang Si leaned back in the chair with a complacent expression. If it weren't for the bustard's knowledge of people, he would have thought it was the flower **** the boat that came to visit.

This is too comfortable, now the good girls are so sturdy?

"Mom has heard of the name Yuer, right?"

The bustard narrowed her eyes, looking at Jiang-like eyes with alert.

As I said earlier, the Yanchun class stall is small, even if it is a redemption for the little maid serving Hua Niang, she has to go through her hands. Of course she knows the name "Yu'er".

But she was not sure about Jiang's intention, so naturally she wouldn't say one more word.

Jiang Si smiled faintly: "I want to know the message for the person who ransoms Yuer, as long as my mother knows, I want to know."

"This is not in compliance." The bustard raised his hand to the door, "If the little lady asks this, please go back."

"Mom, don't get excited, I just want to know that person's message. I will neither kill or set fire nor cause any trouble to Yan Chunban." Jiang Si put his hand into his sleeve, holding a piece of silver between his tender fingers. The ticket was pushed in front of the bustard.

The bustard glanced at it and pulled at the corner of his mouth.

Only ten taels in denomination, when she had never seen the money?

Jiang Si glanced at the bustard, and pushed another banknote of the same denomination.

One, two, three... She didn't say a word, and in the blink of an eye, the banknotes were piled high and the bustard's eyes were filled.

Bustard's eyes flashed.

Twelve denominations are small, but such a stack is not a small amount. There are many high-profile visitors to Jinshuihe, but they won't come to the Yanchun class.

Jiang Si continued to add silver notes.

One, two... The bustard subconsciously counted.

The girl dressed as a men's clothing seemed to take out waste paper, and her careless appearance made Bustard an inexplicable pressure.

No, no, the numbers are messed up!

The bustard became anxious, wishing the other party to put it again, but the bank note in front of him still increased in height.

She finally couldn't help pressing her hands on the bank note: "Wait!"