Chapter 24 A Thousand Gold [Please Collect]

The sound of silk bamboo sounded, and the bells jingled like a spring. The qing people on the high platform suddenly raised their hands and stood there, bending their legs to support their peach-red long-dresses, which were delicate and delicate. The simple appearance won theapplause of everyone. No matter the eyes of your business scholar, they yearn for the long legs under the hem of the skirt.

Qin Shubao clapped his hands and agreed. A simple appearance is so refreshing that the temperament alone is worthy of applause, not to mention the sweat flowing under the stage.

The dance music gradually fell high, and the purified men on the stage were soft and gently turned left and right, watching everyone shout loudly, especially the peach-red skirt with two legs, which flew up and down in a semicircle, like a butterfly with wings, which was extremely beautiful.

"Oh..."

With the last aftertray, the Qing man soared into the air and fell to the ground, like a peach blossom blooming. Spring is infinite and heartwarming.

At the end of the song, finish dancing!

The green building was silent, and the peach blossom fairy who fell into the mortal world was frightened, and even her breathing sounded a little weak.

"Good!"

Qin Shubao stood up and shouted. He had always thought that the dance here was just a funny trick and could not be elegant, but from this Qing man, he saw the combination of art and art.

With Qin Shubao's shouting, everyone came to their senses and were not stingy with their own cheers. In the face of the Qing people on the high platform, their eyes were a little hot.

Standing on the high platform, the Qing man made a good fortune to the surroundings, and couldn't help looking at Qin Shubao's private room.

"Ha ha... Ladies and gentlemen, happy, that is the blessing of Qing'er! The old man first thanked Qing'er for his love. The powder on the old lady's face trembled a lot with her smile, and a mouth coated with rouge almost turned into a big mouth.

"Stop talking nonsense! I want this girl!"

"Mother Li, don't say more. Xiaosheng is willing to exchange the money in the bag for the girl's spring night."

"Poor scholar, can you buy my uncle's purse with the money in your broken purse?"

"Is it great to have money? If you roar again, I will cure you for the crime of confusion.

"..."

In a blink of an eye, the Cuihong Building has become a street vegetable market. Many children, rich businessmen, and romantic talents have become long-tongued women, drooling spread, and they can't wait to draw knives to each other.

Qin Shubao stood in front of the railing and looked down. In his past memory, as long as he faced this situation, he would take a step first with Li Yu, otherwise he would become the object of others to vent his anger. But this day, Qin Shubao wants to see the son of the sorghum fighting for women.

"Guys, listen to the old man!"

The shrill voice of the old woman is particularly prominent in the chaotic scene, but her face does not change, and she thinks she knows the situation like the palm of her hand.

Everyone also stopped the war of words. After all, they can't return to the beauty by the war of words.

The old girl said affectionately below, but Li Yu put his elbow against Qin Shubao and said with a smile, "Third Master, that Qing'er girl has been looking at you! Do you want to say a beautiful story of a talented woman?

Qin Shubao was stunned and turned his head to look at the Qing man standing on the high platform. His eyes were exactly opposite. The Qing man immediately turned his eyes away, and his exposed face was covered with light crimson and peach blossom-like pink.

Qin Shubao subconsciously touched his cheek and said in his heart, "Sure enough, he gave birth to a good skin!"

When Li Yu saw Qin Shubao like this, he smiled and said, "Master, shall we grab her here?"

Qin Shubao didn't say anything, but turned around and sat back in his seat. Such behavior made Li Yu a little confused about his way.

"That man offered 30 taels."

"Yo-you... Mr. Li's bid 32 taels is indeed a beautiful saying of a talented woman!"

"Poor scholar has paid so much money, so I can't fall behind. I'll pay 50 taels." A broad-minded and fat businessman said with sarcasm that he just despised those self-proportant scholars.

"80 taels!"

There was a shout in the private room on the second floor, which made Qin Shubao a little interested.

"Qing'er, it's a blessing to be looked at by Master Quan. Qing'er, why don't you salute Master Quan!" The old lady had a smile on her face, but her heart was dripping blood. She forgot that the Lord was still present.

However, although she can't make much money from these 80 taels of silver, she can still distinguish which is less important than offending Wanquan.

"That son is known as Master Quan?" Qin Shubao tilted his head and asked Li Yu, always feeling that the title was a little familiar in his mind.

"Wan Wei's son, Wan Quan."

Qin Shubao's mind suddenly became clear, gently pointed to the Qing people on the high platform, and said with a smile, "Compared with that boy."

After receiving instructions, Li Yu suddenly grinned silently, making the two women accompanying him feel uncomfortable.

"One hundred taels!"

Before Li Yu opened his mouth, someone downstairs shouted out the high price of 'one hundred taels'. The scene was silent for a moment. There were bursts of trivial sounds downstairs, and a few radical words still spread to the second floor.

"Why?"

"The high price gets it! This is an old saying."

"The Liang Dynasty talked about strength and the king's law. Are you still afraid that he will seize it?"

The children on the second floor immediately sat down at the railing and wanted to see who was so bold?

"One hundred and twenty-one articles!"

Hearing the price shouting out in the private room on the second floor, the children present laughed.

"1202 articles."

Qin Shubao said softly, and Li Yu stood at the railing and shouted, "1202 articles!"

Saying that Wanquan shouted '1201 article', everyone just wants to have fun and let Wanquan hit the face of rich businessmen from other places who don't know the depth, but at this moment, Li Yu's shouting this price is undoubtedly provoking!

"Fat, are you looking for death? Or do you want me to lose weight for you?

A man came out angrily opposite Qin Shubao's private room and pointed to Li Yu and said gloomily. His waxy face showed the excessive weakness of wine color.

Li Yu bird is not a bird. He just stared at the sheer on the high platform and spit out an angry sentence, "If you don't have money, borrow some from your Master Li!"

"You... You coward is waiting!"

Wanquan put down the depression in his heart, pointed to Li Yu and said, and then shouted: "Two hundred taels!"

Compared with Li Yu's fighting spirit, Wanquan is more interested in the beauty on the high platform. For him, the high platform is not only a plaything, but also the best longevity cream that attracts him.

"Two hundred and two hundred and two articles!"

At the instruction of Qin Shubao, Li Yu continued to shout out the price of this tortuous popularity.

Wan Quan's face turned red to purple and pointed to Li Yu and said, "Fat Li is enough!"

Li Yu didn't accept it at all. Instead, he took out a few silver tickets and couldn't help slapping them in his hands, intending to kill Wan Quan.

The rich businessman who originally wanted to raise the price downstairs also understood that this was no longer buying women with money, which was obviously a fighting spirit. For this kind of fairy fight, he clearly chose to be a spectator.

"500 taels!"

A golden light flashed in the old pimp's eyes, and 500 taels was enough to cultivate seven or eight Qing children. With excitement, she almost stepped on her skirt and fell off the high platform.

"Five two hundred and two articles."

The half-dead shout almost made Wanquan jump out and step on people. Wanquan, with his whole face black, pinched the railing with both hands, looked at Li Yu opposite him, gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you really going to be against me today?"

"Since people look down on our two penny, we will add one hundred taels."

When the four women in the private room heard Qin Shubao's words, they trembled. They were not shocked by Qin Shubao's big hand, but were afraid of being affected by the pool fish.

"I won't play with you. It doesn't count just now..."

When Wan Quan heard this, his face obviously eased a little, and he was not surprised that Li Yu, a coward, admitted his coward.

"If you look down on two cents, then I will call 600 taels."

Wanquan's relaxed face immediately became a ten-thousand-year glacier, and the attendants who followed him felt a chill flowing in the back of his head.

"Ky, this beam is knotted today."

"700 taels!"

Li Yu turned his head and looked at Qin Shubao. The price was really high enough to buy a green red building.

The saddest thing at this moment is the old pimp. He thought he could win the title of 'Golden Cave' and be proud for a while, but the two masters upstairs were completely smashing the scene!

There is an unwritten rule in the hook column. If any flower building sells 500 taels, you can get the 'Golden Grotto' osmanthus branch and become the best in the hook column, and your status will also rise.

But whoever can get the title of 'Golden Grotto' is not one of the one of the best flower leaders in the building at that time. There was no chance like Cuihong Building. The old man intended to take advantage of the momentum of all power to fake the tiger, but he didn't expect to suddenly kill a fat man Li. All kinds of calculations in his heart failed, and he was more worried about himself and others. Can you get out of Bianliang City intact?

"Fat back!"

Qin Shubao called Li Yu back. When Wanquan saw Li Yu turn around, he cursed secretly, but his heart was also proud. It was not in vain to be able to earn some statements.

As for the price shouted out, Wanquan doesn't care at all. Does a Cuihualou dare to charge him a large number of silver? Give her a hundred and eighty taels, isn't it a smiling face?

But that fat man is really hateful. He will definitely have a good rectification every day!

"It's too troublesome to shout like this! I'll pay a thousand taels! Wanquan, if you are more than 1,000 taels, how about that woman is yours?

The old pimp rolled down the high platform. This is not happiness, this is a thousand taels of heartburning iron!

Qing'er's eyes were colorful and bowed. Wanquan's fingers were buckled into the railing, and the blood in his eyes was like cocoon, and he couldn't wait to swallow Qin Shubao.

Sp� a lot of money for beauty!

How brave is it?

What a dung bee?

Who knows that the roadside is starved to death?

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