Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 97
Li Zhen knew before that brothels and half-closed doors in this era are two different industries.

The women in the brothel are called "pity people".

It means a poor person.

But here, what is actually being played is Fengya.

Although whether to sleep or not in the end is a matter of your choice, but before that, regardless of men and women, it is still relatively reserved.

At most, it starts with love and ends with courtesy...Unless you want to give yourself the title of "dissolute", there are some things that you can't do in front of others.

And this group of brothers from Leihumen is also good.

This is the first time for Li Zhen to come to the brothel. Although he doesn't know what other people come to play, he asked how old the girl next to him was. A Taoist priest.

As for this pure girl named Lianxiang, seeing Li Zhen's rules, she is also extremely gentle.

There is no special action, just pour the wine when Li Zhen is running out of wine, and serve the dishes diligently when he sees which dish Li Zhen likes to eat.

Then, just like Li Zhen, listening to the group of people from Lei Humen bragging there.

From time to time, he chuckled lightly, or leaned into Li Zhen's ear to echo the words "Master Dao, what they said is so interesting", trying to open Li Zhen's chatter box...

After all, the room was full of people hugging and hugging, and the Taoist priest who looked very suitable to her appetite was sitting in front of her...

She also wanted to fit into the atmosphere.

Unfortunately, Li Zhen didn't want to.

Although some women in this era may become mothers at the age of 16.

But at least in his heart... this test is not over yet.

You have to be at least in your early 20s to find a Taoist companion.

The sixteen-seven girl... can't speak.

Picking up a glass of wine, just about to drink it, Miss Lianxiang said softly:

"Master, shall we have a drink?"

"Minors should not drink alcohol."

Mumbling something vaguely in her mouth, Li Zhen lowered her cup.

This is the seventh time he has pressed down this cup tonight...if I remember correctly.

At the same time, under Miss Lianxiang's speechless gaze, he pushed the teacup to her:

"Let's drink tea."

"..."

If Lianxiang knew how to complain, she might say "Where are you feeding mice?"

What kind of guests hasn't she seen in Xiaoyao Building in the past few years?

Although it's not like there aren't some well-educated sons who come to try to be elegant...but at least everyone will have a glass of water and wine.

What is the reason for this Taoist elder to let himself drink tea...

Although... if she doesn't drink and only drinks tea, then she will be able to sleep well tonight.

But it always feels weird.

And Li Zhen did not let her drink a glass of wine.

And also strictly follow the "three don't ask" principle of later generations.

The so-called three no questions are:

"One, don't ask "Why do this?" "

It's a stupid question because you'll always get the answer "I don't have a good family" and just want to tip as much as possible.

"Two, don't ask "How long have you been doing this?" "

The answer to this question is always "just here".

No woman likes to advertise that she is an old driver in this industry, even if she has tattoos, smokes cigarettes, perms her head, and can spit you out three times.But she's still a good girl.

"Three, don't ask "Do you have a boyfriend?" "

The answer is always "no", and if you find that she is giving her mobile phone to her boyfriend or a certain man is chatting ambiguously in the middle, let him go directly, and no one will find fault if you don't give a tip.

This is taboo.

There are no rules.

Familiar with these three don't ask, I must be an old driver.

Li Zhen dare not say that he is an old driver, but at least he abides by the rules.

State-owned countries have their own laws and regulations.

Come out and play, have fun, and don't do anything to spoil people.

That's really unnecessary.

Don't look at the yelling of "Taoist" one by one, they earn a lot more than you.

You are an uncle when you enter the door, but if you see her when you go out, you may have to call her a rich girl.

There is no need.

It's enough to get to know you.

But the more he behaved like this, the more this Lianxiang girl became interested in him.

It's like a rebellious period.

"Master Daoist, you see that the young masters and sisters are all drinking happily. It's been a long night, and we don't really get along with each other~"

After Lian Xiang finished speaking, Li Zhen rolled her eyes inwardly.

He moved some wine jugs from the table.

Then continue to listen to Shang Chong playing there:

"You don't know wow! Those wolves...hundreds and thousands! They surrounded our brothers!"

"Wow!"

"so many!"

'oops! ! "

A group of girls exaggeratedly echoed.

"That wolf! The fangs are so long! Those eyes are shining in the dark night! I sniffed it... hiss!! It's full of fishy smell. Without even thinking about it, the treasured sword of Canglanglu was unsheathed!"

"what!!"

"Sigh~~"

"Oh my god~"

"..."

Li Zhen's eyes almost rolled away.

But now you know a few words about storytelling, right?
But let's not talk about it... After listening to storytelling these days, Shang Chong really had some talent for storytelling when he described the battle.

lifelike.

Especially the use of some onomatopoeia, which is much better than the stories these girls heard from other people, "I draw the sword, he draws the sword. He is not as fast as me, he is dead!"

According to his description, the fierce battle with the wolves was really thrilling...

But Li Zhen still found at least three paragraphs from his book...

Especially when he said he took the broken blade, when the throwing knife was thrown out.

Fine……

Shaking his head, he took another slice of sour, salty and delicious lotus root.

He was chewing, creaking, creaking, and suddenly, he heard a gong outside.

Shang Chong, who was talking non-stop, paused, then seemed to think of something, and looked at Li Zhen suddenly.

Li Zhen was taken aback by his look.

My heart said...why?

And the others, following Shang Chong's gaze, seemed to have realized something, and they all looked over in unison.

"Everyone... what's wrong?"

He couldn't help asking.

Shang Chong, who was flushed from drinking, turned purple on his face at this moment:

"Taoist! We have a Taoist!...Taoist, whether I can see the beauty of the oiran tonight depends on the Taoist!"

"...????"

What Li Zhen heard was confused.

"Everyone... what do you mean?"

As soon as the words fell, there was another sound of gong beating outside the house.

Then, an unknown loud voice yelled:
"Xiaoyao Talented Scholars Association's Gold List Opening Question! Today is Tianwu --- Fairy Xia He's writing a question!"

"It's Xia He!"

"Fairy Xia He!?"

"Master!!!..."

Under the exclamation of a group of people, Li Zhen, who had a taste of "the last hope of the whole village", looked at a loss.

Hearing the sound of stomping footsteps outside, he asked speechlessly:

"Everyone, who will explain to Pindao what happened?"

(End of this chapter)