Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 92 Suzhou Oiran
Xie Fu followed Hu Diquan's expectations, but it was just a closed window. If he was impatient, he would immediately ask, what's so interesting about this window, but Xie Fu watched quietly without making a sound.

After waiting for a long time, but there was no movement, Xie Fu was a little surprised that the patience of the two became so good, especially Zhu Ming, who couldn't take his eyes off and concentrate on catching the thief.

Hu Diquan suddenly excitedly said: "The window is open!"

A young maid in green clothes opened the closed window, then walked away, and then opened another window. Opening a window means that the door is about to open. For brothels, this is the only time to open the door do business.

Just to see the scenery inside the brothel?If it is like this, it is enough to just take a stroll, but for an ordinary person, the threshold of a brothel is too high, and it is difficult to walk in even if it is this gate.

Thinking of this, Xie Fu can understand. In fact, it is nothing unusual to go shopping frequently. There is a saying that you are used to it.

Hu Diquan suddenly became excited again: "Come, come."

As if afraid of being discovered by others, the voice was particularly low but excited, in fact, it was still a little far away.

Look at Zhu Ming's already excited body trembling slightly.

I saw a woman walking by gracefully, with a gentle and charming posture like the misty rain of Jiangnan women. She was wearing a white plain dress, covered with a beige gauze half arm, her temples were half hanging, and her hair was unknotted. It seemed that she had just woken up.

Appearance..., Xie Fu has not seen her appearance clearly, this beautiful figure has disappeared in the window.

Hu Diquan quickly calmed down his excited mood, and said with emotion: "It's so beautiful, if I can hug Lan Ning and sleep for a night, death will be worth it!"

But these words offended Zhu Ming for some reason, he suddenly raised his head and glared at Hu Diquan angrily, "What did you say?"

Hu Diquan laughed and said: "I said that if I can hug her and sleep for a night, it's worth dying. Xie Fu, don't you think so?"

Xie Fu smiled.

But Zhu Ming punched Hu Diquan in the face with one punch, almost knocking Hu Di off, but fortunately Xie Fu pulled him.

"Damn! Dare to hit me!"

Hu Diquan immediately flew into a rage, even though he was a servant serving others in the mansion, and Zhu Ming was also a little boy who was being raised, everyone was in the same boat.

Be polite and call him Mr. Zhu, if you are not polite, you will be a little boy.

Like Xie Fu's status is very different now, he is also polite and polite to him, without the slightest bit of arrogance, Zhu Ming, you little boy is far behind.

Xie Fu persuaded: "Come down first and then talk!"

The two came down from the roof and immediately wrestled.

Xie Fu quickly persuaded the fight: "Stop fighting, talk well if you have something to say, no need to fight."

Both of them were angry, but Zhu Ming was tall but thin, while Hu Diquan was shorter but much stronger. Soon Hu Diquan pressed Zhu Ming under him and beat him violently.

Xie Fu hurriedly grabbed Hu Diquan's hand, "Old Hu, stop beating, Zhu Ming can't bear such a beating from you."

Hu Diquan punched him a few times and vented his anger. He gave Xie Fu some face, "Xie Fu, you also saw it. He was the one who struck first."

Xie Fu forcibly pulled Hu Diquan up from Zhu Ming's body, "Okay, it's almost done."

When Hu Diquan got up, he didn't forget to spit on Zhu Ming fiercely, "Little white face, I really think that I am a son, I am the one who beat me whenever I want?"

Zhu Ming didn't know if he felt that he was being bullied, but his eyes were wet.

Manly man, you won't cry after being punched a few times. Xie Fu wanted to pull Zhu Ming up, but Zhu Ming shook off his hand and said ungratefully, "Don't worry about it."

Xie Fu just thought it was funny, how could he look like a woman.

At this moment, there was an ear-piercing clattering sound from outside the wall, and Xie Fu and Hu Diquan were startled.

Zhu Ming immediately jumped up from the ground and rushed out of the yard first.

"Thank you, help me grab something."

Before Xie Fu could react, he was dragged away by Hu Diquan.

With such a rushing look, he was not in such a hurry to put out the fire.

Going out of the mansion through the side door, came to the alley, there were already many people surrounded by the parapet of Huiyingyuan, but Zhu Ming had disappeared and mixed in with this group of people.

Hu Diquan said with emotion: "This kid's hands and feet are so fast, it's really a big difference if you take one step slower!"

Xie Fu was still at a loss until now, he was dragged into the crowd by Hu Diquan, and only then did he know what was going on.

It turned out that every two weeks or so, Huiyingyuan would clean up a pile of old things and dump them on the side parapet.

These old things include old clothes, old shoes, socks, table covers, mattresses, plain silk, candlesticks, lanterns, books, inkstones, porcelain vases with flowers...

Even sachets and rouge powder boxes, as long as you think of them, they may appear in the pile of old things.

The most taboo word in brothels is "old", but we hope that every day will be new, every month will be new, and people will be new.

For the poor people, although many things are old and worn out, they are still reluctant to throw them away, and the things in the brothel are old and worn out, but they must be replaced.

This is something especially tabooed by oiran ladies. Once things get old, people become old people.

Even pearl hairpins and treasure hairpins, these things are often replaced. Of course, pearl hairpin treasure hairpins are expensive, so naturally it is impossible to throw them away, and they are often sold as pawns.

Most of the people who snatched the old things were the white men in the street. For them, the brothel ladies are high above them, they can't get close to them, and they can only pin their love on the items used by these brothel ladies.

To put it nicely, it’s lovesickness when seeing things, but to put it bluntly, it’s fantasy.

There are also a few people wearing silk and satin, Zhu Ming and Xie Fu should be counted.

After understanding the situation, Xie Fu asked Hu Diquan, "Diquan, do you also have this hobby?"

Hu Diquan was flipping through things in his hands, without raising his head, he replied: "What do I want, why don't I actually take Guixiang, some things can sell for a lot of money."

Xie Fu praised, "Smart." Instead of focusing on the illusory, it is better to pursue the real.

After a while, the old things that had been piled up into a hill had been scattered.

Old clothes and old shoes are the most popular things that fit the skin of the oiran lady, and they become the primary target of everyone.

Xie Fu saw some dilapidated books among these old things. He loved books like his life, and even though they were dilapidated, he still cherished them very much.

No one snatched the book from him, so he immediately picked one up.

If the book is stained with wine, the book is most afraid of water. If it is stained with water, the handwriting will become blurred, and if it is not dried in time, the pages of the book will stick together.

Speaking of the value of books, based on the current market price, if it is a printed book, a book is about [-] cash, and the price of the manuscript is even more expensive, and it can even sell for about [-] cash.

And the monthly salary of a shop assistant is only [-] Wen.

Books are more expensive than clothes. Ordinary people can't afford to read books, but books are the most expensive thing in a scholarly family.

However, this book is worthless to Bai Ding in the market.

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