Pluto's Favorite: The Gold Killer Concubine

All the people asked in a row, Yan Niang sighed impatiently, and said, "Don't be impatient, I have something to say."

Although everyone was unwilling, the other party was the mother of this "Xiang Lan Yuan", so naturally they had to listen to her, so everyone became quiet.

"Mother Yan, if you have anything to say, just say it!" Just as it was quiet, before Yan Niang could speak, a man hurriedly shouted.

"What's the hurry! Don't you know that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry?" Yanniang glared angrily, didn't she have a chance to say this?

Yan Niang's words immediately caused a lot of laughter. Naturally, it was not for Yan Niang, but for the impatient man.

The man smiled awkwardly and said, "It's not because of the sound of the piano that just came out of your courtyard, this is the best sound of the piano I've ever heard!

As you all know, I love listening to music. "

"Yes, yes! Mother Yan, please let us in! I want to listen to that song again, which girl played it, and why haven't I seen it before." Another man also echoed excitedly, although he was impatient , but he didn't dare to make trouble, because the boss behind Linglong Pavilion is also an official!

"I want to go in! I want to listen to the music! Why haven't you been so active before, don't you see that our "Xiang Lan Yuan" has been closed?" Yan Niang glanced at everyone coldly, and said angrily, saying He pointed, pointing to the sign hanging on the door, with the words "closed business" written on it.

Naturally, they could see it, but they just automatically ignored it, because at the moment they only had the beautiful sound of the piano in their minds.

"Then don't you open the door now?" a man asked displeased.

"Yeah! There's no reason not to do business when you open the door!" Another person echoed.

"Do you have to do business when you open the door? Then I usually open the door, why don't you come in!" Yanniang said angrily.

When everyone heard it, they were a little embarrassed, but they didn't feel guilty. The deal was naturally willing, so a man retorted,

"Mother Yan, what you said is wrong. The business is about willingness. We spend money on what we think is worth it."

"Yes, that's the reason, so tonight, the girls here will not pick up customers. If our girls want to pick up customers, they have to pick up customers who are worthy of them." Yan Niang was not annoyed by the man's words, it seemed that what she was waiting for was His words were normal, and he responded with the same words.

Originally, she was worried that this would make the guests angry, but this was the master's order, and she had to follow it, saying that she wanted to stand up and prevent others from despising them.

"This...how can this be!" The man became anxious when Yanniang said this.

"Why can't it be like this?" Yanniang asked back.

When everyone heard the conversation between the two, they were also anxious, and all their unkind eyes shot at the man just now, as if blaming him for talking too much, preventing them from going in.

When the man saw that he had become the target of public criticism, he closed his mouth angrily. If he continued, he could not guarantee that these people would not use him.

"Mother Yan, can I let this king meet the person who plays the piano!" Suddenly, a warm but arrogant voice came from outside the crowd, especially the self-proclaimed king, as if he was using his identity to overwhelm him.