Chapter 303: First Night Bidding

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Chapter 303: First Night Bidding

At night, the lights are on.

The streets and alleys of the entire capital are quiet, and the flow of people is sparse, with one exception, that is, the Qinglou Street.

The three-day Oiran Contest was regarded as a feast of beauties in the capital, and the popularity of the seventy-two green buildings in the capital was pushed to the highest peak at once.

Almost all men, after a busy day, can't wait to come here to enjoy it.

Some of those who have money are throwing silver and spending a lot of money for entertainment, and some who have no money are just over the game and come to witness the birth of the first beauty in the capital, Oiran.

In short, in the past three days, people have spread the news of the Oiran Contest, and they have come to watch the excitement, and there are more and more people day by day.

Tonight, it has reached a peak.

Almost half of the population of the entire Shangjing City ran here after dark.

The streets that were originally flowing endlessly on weekdays were like squeezing dumplings at this time, all of them were crowded one by one, and they couldn't get by, just like the May Day Golden Week, traffic jams!

"Wow, Lao Tzu has been spending here for more than a month, and I have never seen such a lively scene, this group of livestock, hum!"

Yang Feng shook a paper fan, like a swinger, huddled with these people, but he walked for a long time, and he didn't go out of ten meters, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

What the hell is this Ji Shishi?

Public opinion is so big, you want to make your debut? Qinglou 101? I rely on it......

Gently fanning the paper fan, Yang Feng smelled the smell of stinky sweat around him, and pouted depressedly, and then continued to squeeze forward with a group of toiling people.

After squeezing for another two or three hours, he finally squeezed into the very central position, and when he looked up, he saw ten flagpoles erected in the middle of the street, each of which was lit with a big red lantern.

From right to left, like a ladder, descend in turn.

And there are different names written on the lantern, and there is a vertical couplet hanging underneath, marked with big black characters, all of which are numbers, respectively five thousand, thirty thousand, etc.

Yang Feng didn't know why, so he asked a buddy next to him who was staring closely at the girls in the attic around him, and his eyes were full of semen: "Eh, brother, what is this thing for?"

"You don't even know that?

Looking back at him, the man explained, "It's called a bidding pole, and on every lantern, there's a girl's name written on it, and below is her value!"

"Worth?"

Blinking his big confused eyes, Yang Feng didn't know why: "How is this value determined?

"Of course not, it's up to the old men who are willing to buy their first night rights!"

"First night?"

With a twitch of his face, Yang Feng looked up at the long poles again, and saw that on the lantern that was the first to be the first, it was Ji Shishi's name, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "You mean...... Does this Oiran still sell the first night?"

"Of course, if you don't sell the first night, where can you bid such a high price?"

Nodding as a matter of course, the buddy looked at these red lanterns high above and couldn't help but sigh: "These green houses, almost every family has an oiran who sells his art and does not sell his body, in order to sit on the ground and start the price, and in the future, can he sell it at a high price in one breath and enter the eunuch's house? If there is no first night, it will be worthless." ”

"It's just that I never expected that this time, seventy-two green buildings would join forces to promote such an Oiran contest, and all of them were sold in one go, which is really spectacular. On those ten long poles, among the seventy-two oirans, the top ten with the highest selling prices. Especially the first one, the poetry girl from Cuixiang Pavilion, I heard that she has only been in the capital for less than ten days, and she has beaten more than 70 Oiran in the entire street, ranking first on the list, which is really strong!"

"it!"

Click!

His face twitched vigorously, Yang Feng's fists tightened fiercely, his brows jumped, and he scolded: "What's so good about this?

"You don't want to sleep?"

Hearing his words, the man pursed his lips with disdain.

"I ......"

Yang Feng was speechless for a while, and the man said contemptuously: "Then you have to sleep well, you see that the current value of the family, 130,000, your family can't afford this money in 10,000 lifetimes, cut! Brother, let's just get over the pleasure." Such a beauty, we can't even touch a finger of others, don't be sour. ”

What am I sour? Who said I hadn't touched a finger of her? Lao Tzu touched her a lot, you kind of dick, I never dreamed that Lao Tzu could touch her or something, hum!

A rough breath erupted from his nostrils, and Yang Feng stared at the price on it tightly, gritting his teeth in anger.

Okay, you are a Ji Shishi, when you were in Huai'an, you pretended to be high, what kind of performance does not sell your body, don't you think that Huai'an is a small place, and you can't afford a high price.

But as soon as I arrived in this prosperous place in the capital, it can be regarded as a casual fishing for Kaizi everywhere, a big reward for the Spring Festival, a big sale of jumping off the building, and it was sold directly on the first night.

Why, look down on us Huai'an people, don't sell in our Huai'an, sell abroad, can't we afford to pay?

Gritting his teeth tightly, Yang Feng's eyes were pouted, and he said disdainfully: "It's only 130,000, silver or gold, it's too cheap!"

"Cheap?"

Raising his eyebrows, the man next to him heard his words, and sneered: "Dude, don't brag, no matter silver or gold, can you take out the 130,000 yuan?" Besides, the mark on it is not gold and silver, but Xuanjing!"

What, Xuanjing?

The body couldn't stop shaking, and Yang Feng was taken aback.

If this is Xuanjing, then this first night is really high. Thinking that their Huai'an Chamber of Commerce took out 20,000 Xuanjing and sent that dead eunuch away, they were already stretched.

I never thought that someone here could afford to produce 130,000 Xuanjing and buy a first night?

Depend on!

It is worthy of being a prosperous place in the capital, there are so many rich people, and it is really damned!

Yang Feng's heart was furious, and his face was full of anger.

These dignitaries and dignitaries, he can buy other people's first nights, he can not care. But Ji Shishi is his, and it is not the turn of others to occupy it.

"Get out of the way, Huyan Chiluo Gongzi has arrived!"

At this moment, a loud shout rang out, and a neat column of guards drove aside the crowded crowd and made way for a loose road.

Yang Feng was crowded with a group of people who were driven to the side, his feet were almost volleyed, and he couldn't breathe: "I'll go, who is this, I brought troops to the last Qinglou, what a big pomp!"

"Shhh, brother, don't talk nonsense, these sons and brothers who can bring soldiers are not easy to mess with, these are the big customers of the bidding!"

Yang Feng raised his eyebrows and said with an evil smile: "Yes, do you mean that those who want to sleep with my family's poems and cuckold Lao Tzu are these bastards?"

"I'll go, brother, I thought I was shameless enough, but I didn't expect you to be better. When did the Oiran who ranked first in the bidding, the poet girl, become your family?

"Hmph, who said Lao Tzu daydreams? You wait and see, Lao Tzu will monopolize the Oiran today...... Oops, who is stepping on my feet, pay attention!"

Yang Feng smiled proudly, but suddenly scolded the big men in front of him again.

The benevolent brother on the side couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

This brother must be crazy, he is driven to the death of a crowd, and he still wants to monopolize the Oiran?

Cut, idiot dreams......