Chunhua Building, according to Fang Yong, although it is not the best wind and snow moon field in Tokyo City, it must be the most famous. Because many dignitaries and nobles like to dress up in disguise and pretend to be nouveau riche, the rich man comes here for a night.

Yes, the sisters of Chunhualou are all beautiful. Those who sell their art and don't sell their bodies, their skills are higher than the other. Those who sell themselves and don't sell their arts, they can play more than one by one.

In Fang Yong's eyes, taking a local bun like Tang Ning Lin Wei to Tokyo City, Chunhua Building is certainly the first lesson that can open the door to a new world for the two.

Tang Ning was a little nervous, counting his previous life, more than twenty years and nearly thirty years, he had never been to prostitution. What's more, it is still illegal to do this kind of business, and Tang Ning has always been a law-abiding young man.

But this time is different, first of all, in the Great Song Dynasty, the government can't control you, and if you go too much, maybe the government can send you a pennant, with six big characters on it, and you are a friend of women.

Secondly, Qinglou is not necessarily a place to do leather and meat business. Qinglou women are divided into two kinds, one is selling their bodies without selling their bodies, which is called prostitutes, and the other is selling their bodies without selling their bodies, which is prostitutes.

Downing thought that the literati and writers of the past and present were all good at this, and found a few prostitutes to play the piano on the side, and he wrote the lyrics and poems by himself—Downing told himself in his heart that he was there to experience whether it would help inspire him.

Chunhua Building is located in the inner city, and when I entered the city, I saw the gate of the Liang Gate again. As soon as he saw Tang Ning, the Marquis recognized him. When he saw that it was already dark, and at the brightly lit inner city, a tacit smile appeared on his face.

"Guys, where are you going?" The Marquis of Liangmen frowned and said, his appearance was indescribably obscene.

Fang Yong coughed, and whispered like a spy: "Chunhua Building!" ”

Liangmen Menhou picked a thumbs up and said, "A few people are really good at picking places!" The sisters of Chunhua Building are not only pretty, but there are also many nobles in the building. If you meet someone who can talk, a few people will be just around the corner.

I used to want to go, but I saved up money now, and the money to eat a melon and fruit is not enough for the fuck, alas......

The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, so I won't delay a few. ”

After speaking, the doorman got out of the way. Tang Ning arched his hand at the door marquis, and then followed behind Fang Yong and continued to walk forward.

There was no curfew in the city of Tokyo, and there was no curfew in most cities in the Song Dynasty. Therefore, although it is already dark, the city of Tokyo is still full of traffic and crowds.

Tang Ning sighed at this bustling and lively scene, except for the absence of colorful lights and high-rise buildings, all this seemed to be no different from the night in the later generations.

Fang Yong looked like a veteran, and he led everyone to a small building surrounded by colored curtains.

The three-story building was brightly lit, and the sound of Yingying Yanjiao's smile came into the ears of passers-by, and the man couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and looked up at a shadow on the window paper upstairs with a yearning face. The woman couldn't help but take a sip and hurriedly left with her head down.

Many beautiful women with fragrant shoulders half-exposed, lying on the window waving handkerchiefs to passers-by, and old bustards with heavy makeup also stood in front of the door, rushing

Tang Ning and the others, who were walking over, said very enthusiastically: "Uncle, come and play~!" ”

Although the bustard's face is covered with heavy makeup, it can be seen that her foundation is still good. Other women put on such makeup, and a Taoist priest had already jumped out and shouted that the demons and monsters were about to leave, but the old bustard was very attractive.

As an old customer, Fang Yong naturally will not let go of the bustard. took out a few pieces of broken silver and stuffed them into the old bustard's clothes, and the salty pig's hand kept taking advantage of it.

Fang Yong laughed so hard that he withdrew his hand, looked at the old bustard with a lewd expression and said, "Mom, do you remember me?" ”

The old bustard stretched out his hand and slapped Fang Yong's shoulder, and said in a greasy voice: "You dead ghost, you have been running there for so long, the girl in this building can't eat what you think, and you still have the face to come back." ”

Fang Yong smiled, patted his chest and said, "You hurry up and stand against the doorpost, don't say it for a while, it will scare you." ”

The old bustard scolded in his heart, and said that the old lady cooperated with you to perform, and followed your words down, and you can go down the stairs yourself. There are not a hundred but eighty stinky men who have come to see this day, where can the old lady remember which turtle grandson you are?

But seeing that this guy was so generous, he gave himself a few taels of silver to save face, so the old bustard had no choice but to pull the corners of his mouth and continue to cooperate.

"Oh, uncle. You just spare the slave family, the slave family is also a handful of years, don't say these scaring words. The old bustard took Fang Yong's hand for a while, and Tang Ning and Qi Fu got goosebumps when they saw it.

"Brother-in-law, the old bustard in the Qinglou over there in Chuzhou is not so evil." Qi Fu grabbed his hair vigorously and said, "Could it be that everyone in Tokyo City plays like this?" ”

Although he had been to the Qinglou in Chuzhou with Xu Hai and others, he was too young at that time, and he was only dangled around the door for a while, and was taken to another place.

However, he was extremely impressed by the fat and heavy makeup old bustard in Chuzhou Qinglou, and he has remembered it until now, and it seems like it happened yesterday when he thinks about it.

Tang Ning only felt a stinging all over his body, scratching his neck and back, and finally said while scratching his thighs: "Don't ask me about this, it's the first time I've been to this kind of place." But the city people do know better than we do, you have to admit it. ”

While he was talking, he heard the old bustard continue: "Uncle, let's not say anything about scare, you go in first, and wait a while for the slave family to arrange a timid girl for you, you tell her to go." ”

After that, he walked over and warmly beckoned Tang Ning and the others to go inside the building.

When his hand was on Lin Wei's arm, Lin Wei glanced at her. The bustard's hand retracted as if it had been pricked by a needle. I secretly speculated in my heart about the identities of these people.

The person who just glared at him looked like a guard. And there are only a handful of people in Tokyo City who can have this level of guarding.

Thinking of this, the old bustard became more attentive. led the four of them into the building, and asked the turtle to take them to the backyard.

Fang Yong was surprised: "Backyard? ”

The old bustard said with a smile on his face: "That's right, uncle, you are distinguished guests, the front is too messy, and the slave family is afraid of disturbance."

Your Yaxing. Listening to music in the backyard and being served at the same time is in line with your identity as a few masters, isn't it? ”

After saying that, he urged the turtle to lead the way in front.

As soon as Tang Ning came in, he smelled that the air was full of strange smells, the smell of sweat, the aroma of incense powder and the smell of hormones mixed together, although it was not pungent, but it only made people feel weird.

To go to the backyard, you have to pass through a corridor, and on both sides of the corridor, there are very scantily dressed women, eating and laughing, and stretching out their hands to Tang Ning and the others.

Fang Yong looked like an old oilman, and the girls didn't like him very much.

Qi Fu, although he is young, his appearance is still a little worse than Tang Ning. Lin Wei no one dared to touch him, so Tang Ning became the target of these girls' indecent assault.

The corridor was only a dozen steps, and Downing's belt was gone. The ponytail on the back of his head didn't know how many times he had been picked, and he even felt like someone was pinching his ass.

"Who pinched my ass!" Tang Ning is also a seven-foot man, how can he let a woman humiliate him so much?

Turning her head and shouting, a woman with a bulging chest stood up behind her and said, "It's the slave family!" What, do you want to pinch it back? The slave suffers a loss, let you pinch the above! ”

The surrounding women also laughed together, Tang Ning didn't dare to touch it, Tang Ning fled, and there was a burst of laughter behind him.

Walking to Qi Fu's side, Tang Ning grabbed his pants with both hands and said sneakily: "Be careful, we have fallen into the encirclement of female hooligans."

Ah Fu, this is an unprecedented test.

We must stick to our hearts, all of this is an illusion, an illusion brought about by capitalism. Let's not be brainwashed by all evil capitalism and become puppets of capitalism! ”

Qi Fu nodded vigorously, although he didn't know what capitalism was at all. But that doesn't stop him from agreeing with every word his brother-in-law says – especially in this situation where he's overwhelmed by the first experience.

Walking through a moon gate is like coming to another world. The chaotic sound behind it is gradually replaced by melodious music.

Surrounded by mist in front of him, a ring-shaped hot spring sparsely soaking in a dozen men. There were three or two women in thin shirts beside them, who were feeding and pinching their legs and rubbing their shoulders.

There is a stone platform in the center of the hot spring, and in the center sits a woman who plays the guzheng gracefully.

It is full of the decay and degeneration of capitalism. Tang Ning was full of emotion, the Song people would really enjoy it.

After the turtle man brought the people here, he bowed down and withdrew. After a while, more than a dozen young and beautiful women came over, and they wanted to lead the four of them to bathe and change clothes.

"Brother-in-law, what should I do?" Qi Fu swallowed his saliva, where could the young man with strong blood withstand this harsh test, he was about to be unable to resist and surrender to capitalism.

"Don't be afraid, this is all sugar-coated shells of capitalism. Let's go with the flow, take the plan as it is, peel off the icing and send the shells back! ”

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