The Great Master of Picking Up Girls

Zhang Dong dressed up as a wealthy son, and came to the gate of Suzhou Liyuan in a personable manner.

A petite and dainty maid came out from the door and said softly, "Master, are you here to see Yuanyuan, or the matchmaker?"

She had seen many young masters who came from afar, all for Chen Yuanyuan, and Zhang Dong was so handsome and handsome, she had never seen him before, so he must have the same purpose.

"Is Yuanyuan acting now?" Zhang Dong asked with a smile.

"I'm playing matchmaker in the lobby, and there are many people watching." The girl said softly.

"Take me there quickly." Zhang Dong casually stuffed a few taels of silver into the girl's hand, and of course touched her plain hand casually. This little girl looked like an embryo of a beauty, and he habitually wanted to tease her.

"Thank you sir."

A faint red cloud flew out of the maid's pretty face, mixed with strong joy. It was the first time she met such a generous son in her life, and she wished Zhang Dong could touch her plain hands more.

She smiled like a flower and brought Zhang Dong to the hall, then invited Zhang Dong to a luxurious private room, and waited on her side.

Zhang Dong sat on a mahogany chair, staring at the grand occasion in the hall through the window.

It was really crowded, most of them were teenagers, but there were also some middle-aged and old people, and there were even many rich ladies, which filled the huge hall.

At the other end of the hall, a half-meter-high stage has been set up, and a play is being performed.

It's a pity that I didn't see the matchmaker played by Chen Yuanyuan at this time, but a young man studying poetry in the temple.

"My lord, shall I give you a shoulder squeeze?"

The servant girl looked at Zhang Dong expectantly, her beautiful eyes were full of spring color.

Zhang Dong boldly pulled her into his arms, and asked softly, "What's your name? How old are you?"

"My maidservant's name is Yang Liu'er, she is 14 years old..."

The servant girl blushed with embarrassment, but she didn't struggle. Instead, she gently pressed her well-developed breasts against Zhang Dong's chest, and said in a voice like an oriole.

Zhang Dong took a deep breath of the rich fragrance, kissed her flamboyantly pretty face, and asked with a wicked smile, "Little beauty, have you fallen in love with brother?"

"I didn't fall in love with you, and you wouldn't take me away if I fell in love with you." Yang Liuer looked at Zhang Dong with resentful eyes. He also boldly clamped Zhang Dong's suddenly protruding gun, and twisted it gently.

"You know how to seduce men at such a young age?" Zhang Dong couldn't help touching her high buttocks, and scolded with a smile.

"My lord, this is the first time for me to seduce a man, and I will never lie to you." Yang Liu'er said shyly.

Zhang Dong asked the monitor to check Yang Liu'er's information, and found that she was not lying. Today was the first time she seduced a man, so he asked curiously, "Why did you seduce brother?"

"Because the young master is a noble person!" Yang Liu'er said seriously with her two beautiful big eyes open.

Zhang Dong's heart felt sour. This sentence fully expressed the sorrow and hope of the women in brothels in this era. Most of them suffered misfortune when they were young. They were taken in by brothels since they were young. Li, lived a seemingly joyful but precarious life that often died on the streets with old age and decrepitude. What supported them was the hope that one day a nobleman would appear and redeem them. In the brothel, they sell their bodies by laughing and selling themselves.

A maid like Yang Liuer who is only 14 years old has such eyesight, she can see Zhang Dong's extraordinaryness, and it is indeed not easy to boldly seduce Zhang Dong.

"You're still young, don't seduce me, just beat my legs and squeeze my back. If you do well, I will redeem you and save you from suffering." Zhang Dong said flatly.

Judging from the information obtained just now, Yang Liu'er's fate in history was very miserable. Just a year later, she fell seriously ill.

Therefore, bringing such a beautiful embryo back to modern times will not affect history at all, unlike Qinhuai Bayan, who has to use many follow-up methods to keep history unchanged.

"Yes, son."

There was a lot of surprise on Yang Liu'er's pretty face, and the light of hope was shining in her beautiful eyes. She knelt on the ground with a graceful posture, and beat Zhang Dong's legs lightly and hard, even taking care of the key points. After beating her legs, she began to pinch Zhang Dong's shoulders and tap his back again, making Zhang Dong so comfortable that he almost hummed.

After serving, she shyly snuggled into Zhang Dong's arms, took Zhang Dong's fiery big hand, and placed it on her plump and straight breasts.

Zhang Dong was really seduced by this girl to the point of death. He couldn't help pinching it a few times. Feeling first-class, he panted and said, "Girl, you are too powerful. Brother can't take it anymore. Go and call the bustard, and I'll give it to you immediately." You redeem yourself."

"Young master, you are so kind."

Yang Liuer was ecstatic in her heart, even more ecstatic than a modern day lottery player who won hundreds of millions of lottery tickets. She imprinted her fragrant cherry mouth on Zhang Dong's lips, and tried her best to put her lilac tongue into Zhang Dong's mouth.

Zhang Dong could only feel the strong aroma in his mouth, and couldn't help tasting it to his heart's content. He hugged her willow waist, which was worth holding, tightly. Such a poor and well-behaved maid really touched his pity. It's fine to meet her, since he met her by fate, he couldn't bear to see her die a year later.

After the sweet kiss was over, Yang Liuer slipped out of Zhang Dong's arms with a coquettish smile, and happily called the madam over.

"Young master, do you want to redeem Yang Liu'er?"

The bustard is a woman in her 30s, still charming, and asked doubtfully as soon as she came in.

Yang Liuer also looked at Zhang Dong nervously, for fear that Zhang Dong would go back on his word.

"That's right, tell me a price." Zhang Dong asked lightly.

The madam talked about the cost of raising and nurturing, and finally said: "1 taels of silver."

This is also an astronomical figure, which cannot be afforded by ordinary young masters.

Zhang Dong didn't even frown, he took out a pearl the size of a fist from his sleeve and said, "Please ask someone to estimate the price, is it enough for 1 taels of silver?"

"Yes, son."

The madam stared dumbfounded at the shining pearl under the light. She was shocked for a long time before she came back to her senses. She took the pearl and looked at it carefully. Then she invited a jeweler to come and estimate the value, which was worth 2000 taels of silver. .

Zhang Dong was extraordinarily generous, and said flatly: "You don't need to ask me for money, just give me her deed of sale."

"Thank you son, thank you son."

The madam was so shocked that she was almost stupid, she didn't pay attention to 2000 taels of silver, she was so rich, she gave Zhang Dong the deed of sale of Yang Liu'er without hesitation.

Zhang Dong casually tore the deed of sale into pieces, and said with a smile, "Liu Er, come on, continue to beat Brother's legs."

Yang Liuer was so excited that tears flowed out, and she began to serve Zhang Dong obediently.

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded in the hall: "Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan has appeared..."

Zhang Dong was shocked immediately, put Yang Liu'er on his lap and sat down, stared at the stage through the window with wide eyes.Then, as if he had been hit by a thunderbolt, his whole body was numb and unable to move.

(Fifth update, asking for a monthly ticket, a red ticket.)