Drinking flower wine is not about drinking, nor about wine, but about flowers.

As Ouyang Yongshu said, the drunken man’s intention is not about wine, but about the mountains and rivers. As for what kind of mountains and rivers it is, hehe, you can only understand the meaning but not express it.

"Mr. Song read this book well, well, thoroughly."

What can we say?

A beautiful article for all ages was interpreted by this guy as a little Huang article. In addition to praising him for being "transparent", he was embarrassed to say that he was vulgar!

After all, the place we came to is not an elegant place.

What good shit can you put on in your mouth when you go to the brothel to drink wine?

Vulgar, extremely vulgar.

In Zhao Dahui's impression, brothels in ancient times should be the same as the bars in the small county towns where he was mingled. They have everything except serious people, and do everything except serious things.

"Are you so arrogant?"

Zhao Daichui pointed to the plaque with the two big words "Britain" written at the entrance of the brothel, shocked.

At least you can make a more tactful name and cover it up. How can you use Hongguoguo to hang out your service items as a sign?

"No problem, right?" Song Bocai thought it was pretty good, "I meant to be better than the blue one. The owner of this house turned out to be Fanlou's backstage, but later he was kicked out, so he got this brothel."

Fanlou is the first-class building in Tokyo, a tall building. When Tokyo is too hot, everyone goes there to enjoy the cool, relax and be serious.

Then, this place named "Britain House" should be a serious place where more serious people gather.

There is neither the mother Sang with heavy makeup, nor the girls with skin and flesh, nor the familiar and friendly call of "girls, go downstairs to pick up customers". Let's compare seriously?

When he came in, two handsome servants pulled the pearl curtain and shouted softly: "Cheer, welcome." They both looked very good and had a high voice. Zhao Dachui suspected that they would be bent by them after staying for a long time.

Song Bocai smiled and explained: "This is bought from Nanfeng Pavilion, both men and women. If you like it, you can buy a few back."

"don't want."

Zhao Daichui firmly resists this open atmosphere.

Let me first state that we are not discriminating, we just don’t like it, and we don’t mean to look down on anyone. In other words, we have not yet developed advanced hobbies and we have no intention of cultivating this hobby in the future.

As a novice, I didn’t have a good time on the road for the first time, so it’s normal that no one greeted me when I entered the door, but the old guy Song Bocai was obviously an old man, and there weren’t many gorgeous women pounced on him and performed some undescriptive actions?

I didn't hear any miserable sounds. The business of this store is not very good?

If you do business like this, how can you survive in the future?

"The main reason is that we came early, and some of the pink heads have not woken up. The bartender, big teapot, storyteller, and music singers have not come yet."

Oh, I understand.

Those who haven’t woken up all had business last night and were pretty. Those who get up all had a little beauty, or had talent, and were not good at figure, right?

Are you choosing this time to save those women and men who are wrong or want to fail but don’t find a customer? If you let me listen to the song, I have to wait for them to go to work. I can spend a lot of money and be generous?

Song Bocai shook his head and smiled mysteriously: "You will know when you go in."

After entering another gate, Zhao Dachui realized that he would still have some confidence in his career as a signboard.

Maybe, the reason why later generations used the word "bred house" to describe that kind of unhealthy place comes from this uncommon entertainment venue?

Looking at it, it’s magnificent, one word, rich!

Compared with Zhao Daichui's tiles that claim to be luxuriously decorated, this place is truly luxurious. Not to mention, even the door handle is pure gold, with a great touch and full of materials.

Don't ask Zhao Dahui why he knew, because he touched it, then touched it again, and tried to bite it with his teeth to see if it was made of brass.

It is said that gold can bite, but brass is too hard to bite. I have to look for gold and jade, uh no, I just want to find a piece of gold to bite it.

Song Bocai was afraid of embarrassment, so he quickly stopped the behavior of a local bull, but it was too late. The servant who led the way clearly showed a deep contempt.

But a quality servant will not say "If you can't afford it, don't look at it" and ask for a slap in the face.

How many people who come here are short of money? Don’t offend noble people for no reason, that’s not as simple as losing your job.

Seeing that the servant was not fooled, Zhao Dachui could only sigh: "The drama of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger cannot be performed!"

Song Bocai's eyes turned cold, and then he smiled and said, "Grand... I'm really funny. But there's no need to be as knowledgeable as these pickled goods. This place is just to scare people from Fanbian. It's not worth mentioning!"

oh?

This statement seems to have a profound meaning!

Is there any more advanced places inside, where the toilet pads are diamond-enclosed and spikes facing upwards?

That's really a bit of insight. After all, we are also very rich now!

The third door opened, and Zhao Dahui imagined that the glittering light that blinded his twenty-four krypton gold dog eyes, did not appear, but only a few tattered bronze ware.

Some are square, some are round, some are neither square nor round, and there seems to be meat porridge inside.

The fragrance is so swelling, but it tastes suspicious!

If he could, he would rather go to the mutton soup restaurant and break a cake and just a bowl of mutton soup, and would not suffer this life.

What's this?

A pair of copper chopsticks weighed half a pound, and a torn paint bowl seemed to be missing several holes. It was accompanied by the snot-like meat porridge, and the so-called wine that was better than brushing the pot of water. It was almost like giving a dog stick, so everyone could go out to beg for food, right?

[Shut up! You are a scumbag who is wasting your talents!] Teacher Zhou, Teacher Cai, Teacher Jin and other major Vs jointly issued a controversy.

[Good, this is the real rich man!]

[What's wrong, aren't this the rich people recalling the bitterness and sweetness?]

【Ph! Ignorance Beautiful Girl!】

[Everyone, don’t you think those things look familiar?]

[No, they are all rags, they are all the bad tastes of the rich.]

[Not evil, not evil at all, this is really inhumane!]

【What's wrong? It's like digging your ancestral tomb?】

[It's not just my family's dig, but also your ancestral tombs!]

Since its launch, Zhao Dachui has never encountered a joint condemnation, and he was stunned for a moment.

Song Bocai thought that Zhao Dachui didn't like these things, so he hurriedly explained: "Brother, don't underestimate these things, these are all old things before the Qin and Han Dynasties!"

But that square and round thing is clearly the Shang and Zhou bronze tripods that are treasured by later museums. Those two broken bowls are probably lacquerware from the Han or Qin dynasties, so-called feather cups?

Fortunately, I didn’t use several cases that Confucius used, otherwise I would have been able to hit the sky with thunder?

"Who said no?" Song Bocai smiled and pointed at Zhao Dachui's butt, "The mat under your seat is what Zilu once sat on."

Who is Zilu? Confucius' number one bodyguard, one of the seventy-two wise men, was scolded the most in "The Analects of Confucius".

If you want to say that Confucius' teaching quality is really not good. There are only 72 disciples who have achieved success in three thousand disciples, and the excellence rate is too low. With this teaching level, it cannot even be rated as a professional title in later generations. Is it amazing that a mere mat that a disciple with a few dozen ranks on the table has been sitting on?

I just sat down, what are you doing?

But why do you feel so thrilled?

Well, the thing must be too broken and has no elasticity. Please change it now!

While changing the seat cushions, Zhao Dachui noticed that there were actually several strange-looking guys in the table.

One was wearing Tang Dynasty clothing, and his face was as if it had just been shaved. The other was wearing the same style as the Song people, which was narrow and long single eyelids, short arms and short legs, which looked familiar.

There is also a guy with a high nose and deep nose, who insists that he is the orthodox Chinese orthodox.

Finally, there is another even more amazing one. The one who is tall and big and dark, and the one who is shirtless in the winter is not a good time. Is this a Kunlun slave?

I really didn't realize that Song Bocai was actually a person from all over the world who made friends all over the world.?
Chapter completed!