Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 36 The God of Cooking Gu Xian
Hu Diquan said with a smile: "Do you know why the lights are not on here? If you can see clearly, you won't make a fuss. When you refuse, you must be firm. You will be pulled in after a little hesitation. Next time you Come here alone, remember."

Xie Fu couldn't help laughing, saying that he seemed to miss this place very much.

After a while, Hu Diquan led Xie Fu into a tile shop, the lights in the tile shop were brighter than the gate, and a middle-aged woman in her 50s came forward to greet her. She was dressed in ordinary clothes, not like Xie Fu's impression. The brothel mother in the book is like a matchmaker.

"Uncle Hu is here again."

Hu Diquan laughed, he liked being called uncle, and asked, "Mom, is Guixiang there?"

The old bustard smiled and said, "Gui Xiang is busy."

Hu Diquan frowned and said, "No time? I'm running after her."

The old bustard smiled and said, "What's the rush? I'll be free after a while."

Hu Diquan laughed and said, "That's good, that's good."

The old bustard glanced at Xie Fu, "This gentleman is quite handsome..." He suddenly slapped himself on the mouth, "Look at my mouth, this young man is quite handsome."

Hu Diquan said: "I almost forgot to introduce, this is my brother, called..."

Xie Fu interrupted: "My surname is Xie. Hello, mother." If the word Xie Fu spread from here to Xie's Mansion in Yangzhou, his own legs must be broken. Although it is unlikely, he has to guard against it.

The old bustard let out a "wow", "Mr. Xie is so sweet, young and handsome, too bad, my daughters, I don't know who will suffer tonight."

Xie Fu had heard these flattering words in Yangzhou brothel, so he didn't take it seriously, he never thought that Wasi was the same as the people in the brothel.

Hu Diquan said: "Mom, I will entrust you to take care of my brother." As he spoke, he leaned closer and whispered in the old bustard's ear.

"Guixiang and Hong'er are the two best girls here, and the price is also the highest. Your friend is really willing to spend money."

The old bustard led Xie Fu to a room, "Hong'er, the guest is here." After Xie Fu walked in, he smiled and said, "Mr. Xie, have fun." After saying that, she closed the door and left.

The room is small and simple, with only a bed, a couch, and a table. As for the calligraphy and painting, there is nothing elegant. A woman in red is sitting on the couch, with her back facing Xie Fu, wearing a thin dress , the belt was not even fastened, and the dress slipped off with a move of the hand.

When Xie Fu saw the snow-white skin on her shoulders, his face blushed immediately, and he said quickly, "No need to undress, I will sit for a while and leave when the time is up."

It's not that Xie Fu has never been in close contact with a woman. He blushes when he sees a woman. It's just that he is so direct, but it's the first time he has met him. Besides, he and the women in the brothel have always been friends through literature. That kind, don't talk about this kind of business.

The woman turned her head curiously, and was surprised to see Xie Fu's young and handsome appearance. She probably didn't expect this kind of people to come here. When she saw that Xie Fu looked restrained, she didn't dare to look at her directly, but she showed a faint look of disdain, "Don't It's a waste of time, the first time is raw, the second time is familiar, when it's over, I will give you a lottery."

Xie Fu said: "You put on your clothes first." The other party was half naked, but it made him very uncomfortable.

The woman smiled contemptuously, "It's up to you." She lit up half of the incense stick, "This half stick of incense is burned, you have to go if you don't want to."

Xie Fu waited for the girl to put on the dress, and then looked at her. The facial features are not weak, but they are not young anymore.

The woman noticed that Xie Fu was looking at her, and said with a smile, "Have you figured it out?"

"Don't think about it, I'll come with my friend, and I'll leave when the time is up."

The woman seemed to see a lot of men playing tricks, with a look of disdain and cold expression, and a lazy voice: "Then just wait slowly."

Xie Fu is the kind of person who can endure loneliness and silence. Since the girl in red put on the clothes, he has returned to his natural state. There is a man and a woman in the room, and they didn't speak. The atmosphere is weird. He is not cramped. Look here, look at the wall, look at the ground, look at the window, look at the roof, look at the lampstand, look at the clothes on the girl, look at the shoes...

Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. This is an experience, just like reading a book. Reading dead books can only be a nerd. People read things in books, and eventually they have to return to real life.

After a while, the woman in red seemed to be tired from sitting on the couch, so she lay down on the couch and fell asleep on her side with her back facing Xie Fu, her slender arms were used as a pillow, her slender legs were slightly bent, The red skirt seemed to be as weak as her master, hanging on the ground along the edge of the couch.

This is just an ordinary and cheap bamboo couch. It seems that the woman in red has also become soft and charming. The beauty of the scene at this moment, the softness of the scene does not lie in the thing, but in the person.

Silently, the half stick of incense burned out quickly, Xie Fu stood up, and wanted to leave something behind, but he was penniless and had nothing of value on him.

So he left the hairpin in the bun, tied his hair up again with a scarf, opened the door gently and went out, then closed the door gently, as if he had never been here.

The faint sound of opening and closing the door seemed to be an afterthought to the sleeping woman in red. She opened her eyes with a look of surprise on her face. She glanced at the closed door, and then her eyes fell on the male hairpin on the table.

Hu Diquan was surprised and waited outside, although he was sweating profusely, but his face was refreshed. When he saw Xie Fu, he said, "I didn't expect you to last for such a long time."

Xie Fu smiled and said no.

Hu Diquan asked again: "How do you feel? Although this Hong'er is more beautiful, she is cold. I don't like it. Guixiang is different, with enthusiasm. I heard that Hong'er used to be a brothel lady. This is also true." It must be because of her arrogance and coldness." As she spoke, she suddenly changed the subject: "Hey, no matter how old you are, you still think of yourself as an onion."

Xie Fu didn't make any comments, everyone has their own life, everyone has their own story, Hong'er is just a passerby to him, no different from the passers-by he meets on the street,
When the two of them left this dark place, Xu time hadn't passed yet, and it was still early for Seven Alleys and Nine Squares, Xie Fu said that he wanted to take a look at Panmen.

Hu Diquan said with a smile: "You want to see the boats and boats parked on the Suzhou Creek and the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal."

Xie Fu responded with a smile: "Let's take it as it is."

Hu Diquan said with emotion: "The boats over there are much bigger, not comparable to the small boats on the river alley."

……

Two women, one master and one maid, were walking in the alleys of Seven Alleys and Nine Lanes.

The lady had a face like a fairy, two years old, skin as smooth as snow, eyes as clear as spring water, like a woman who came out of a dream.

This woman's name is Gu Xianting, and she is the daughter of the Huizhou Gu family. This Huizhou Gu family is of the same lineage as the Wuzhong Gu family. Although they are not as famous as the Wuzhong Gu family, their wealth is better than that of the Wuzhong Gu family.

Two months ago, Gu Xianting passed by Wuxi County, when a famine and plague broke out, Xie Fu pretended to be the county magistrate in Wuxi County to treat the epidemic.

During this period, Gu Xianting got cholera and was sent to the isolation workshop, where his life was dying. It was Xie Fu who saved Gu Xianting's life with a special method.

　The protagonist is Mensao, not that kind of old-fashioned person, the plot needs to be suppressed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)