Apprentice: I live in Xuanjie, from nine to five

As an ordinary stall owner, where did he get the manjusawa in the garden of the ghost domain city owner?
The stall owner said with a smile: "I don't ask the source of the purchase, I can only guarantee that the goods are genuine."

After speaking, the stall owner took the money and ran away quickly.

Ruan Xingfei was left holding the flowers with a dazed expression on her face.

She asked, "Where is Ghost Domain?"

A flower is also taboo.

Ye Chen explained: "In the legend of Xuanjie, the ghost domain exists in Xi Che. It is said that only the dead can find the way to the ghost domain..."

This is also where Ye Chen is puzzled. If the stall owner is selling real manjusawa, how did he bring the flowers out of the ghost domain?
"Then the flowers are probably fake..." Ruan Xingfei complained.

Needless to say, [-]% of the flowers are definitely fake.

It's too outrageous to bring something from the place where the dead go to sell a living person.

Ye Chen smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, as long as you like it."

Ruan Xingfei was stunned for a moment, she looked at the Manzhushahua in her hand, and instantly felt an indescribable feeling.

……

"Let's go shopping~" Ye Chen continued to walk forward.

There was a pleasant sound of pipa among the crowd not far away.

Everyone heard the sound and looked around, and saw a few young men carrying a flower-shaped sedan chair and parading through the streets.

And the sound of the pipa came from the sedan chair.

The passers-by stopped and stared at the woman sitting in the sedan chair talking about the pipa, and gave way one after another.

The voices of several passers-by reached Ye Chen's ears.

"This year's Oiran Luo Qingcheng really has both talent and looks!"

"It doesn't matter if this person is beautiful, and Pipa can talk so well!"

"If you are lucky enough to listen to her play a piece, you will have no regrets in this life!"

……

Ruan Xingfei said in a low voice: "Who am I? It turns out that I am an oiran parading the streets..."

With a gentle breeze, the pink and purple tulle on the sedan chair danced softly.The woman in the sedan chair is wearing a seven-colored Xia dress, which is elegant yet agile, and the hairpins are covered with precious pearl flower jade hairpins.

She held the pipa obliquely in her arms, and her amazing face looked like a dream under the pink light on the top of the car.

Ye Chen also stopped to appreciate it for a while, and said, "It's not bad~"

"Heh." Ruan Xingfei silently rolled her eyes when Ye Chen praised other women.

Ye Chen noticed something was wrong with Ruan Xingfei, and explained: "I mean that pipa is not bad..."

"Tch, what's so strange about this."

It's just such a low-level musical instrument that she doesn't like.

……

Just as the sedan chair passed by Ye Chen, the sound of the pipa suddenly stopped.

A delicate and soft five-color brocade handkerchief landed at Ye Chen's feet impartially.

A woman's gentle and pleasant voice came from the sedan chair: "Master, can you pick it up for me?"

A white, tender and slender jade hand gently lifted the tulle on the side of the sedan chair.

Luo Qingcheng looked at Ye Chen and smiled.

The beauty hides the present and the ancient, and the lotus is ashamed of its beauty.

The moment she showed a smile, the frightening shadows, and the street lights like daylight, dimmed in an instant.

Ye Chen bent down, picked up the brocade handkerchief that Luo Qingcheng had dropped on the ground, and handed it to her as a gentleman.

Luo Qingcheng shook her head lightly, and the twelve hairs on her bun swayed, making a delicate and pleasant sound.

She said softly to Ye Chen: "The handkerchief is stained with dust, I'm afraid I won't be able to ask for it anymore, so you should throw it away for me, my lord."

After finishing speaking, she lowered the side curtain of the sedan chair again, and the sedan chair moved forward again, and Luo Qingcheng continued to play the pipa again.

Ye Chen shook the handkerchief in his hand, looked at the sedan chair that was drifting away, and complained, "You're playing with me..."

Other people around cast envious glances at Ye Chen.

A passer-by next to Ye Chen said: "If you pick up the oiran's handkerchief, you can have fun secretly!"

Another middle-aged uncle yelled: "I'll give you 100 taels of silver, you can sell me the handkerchief!"

"I give 200 taels!"

……

Ruan Xingfei whispered: "With this money, I don't know how many nights I can buy her directly..."

It's really stupid to grab a handkerchief one or two.

A passer-by heard it and immediately retorted: "What do you know, little girl, Luo Qingcheng's song is hard to find!"

"Such an exaggeration..." Ye Chen was also dumbfounded.

In his eyes, there is no shortage of beauties in Xuanjie.

For example, if any of his disciples were randomly chosen to participate in the competition, they would all be able to win the oiran.

From this point of view, Luo Qingcheng attracts everyone, besides her beauty, it is her talent.

What kind of talent is it that will make people hard to find.

Under the noise of passers-by, he suddenly became very interested in the pipa in Luo Qingcheng's arms.

Ye Chen tucked the handkerchief into his waist, and said to Ruan Xingfei, "Let's go, I'll take you to spend money to listen to the music~"

Ruan Xingfei said coldly: "Can I not go..."

It has to be said that Luo Qingcheng is really a good means, as soon as he lost the veil, he successfully attracted a rich man to join him.

It's a pity that Ruan Xingfei is not interested in music.

"Follow, save yourself the trouble of going back and telling your junior sister that I drink flower wine..."

There was sand in Lv Yun's eyes, so he blew it out, and Ruan Xingfei would misunderstand that they were having an affair.

If she doesn't come back overnight, she doesn't know what she will talk about before she goes back.

With time, he is a dignified master with a clear reputation, wouldn't he be dismissed?
Ruan Xingfei remained expressionless, and said coldly, "Don't blame me for not enjoying your drink."

……

Ye Chen pulled her to speed up her pace, and finally caught up with Luo Qingcheng's sedan chair.

The master and apprentice followed her sedan chair for several streets, and finally reached Huamanlou in the next street.

Luo Qingcheng gracefully opened the curtain of the sedan chair, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl hurried forward to take the pipa in her hand, and a servant immediately crouched in front of the sedan chair...

Stepping on the young servant's shoulders, the beauty walked down the bridal sedan chair slowly, supported by several handsome maids in yellow clothes, and walked into Huamanlou.

Ruan Xingfei, who was following Luo Qingcheng, complained: "It's just an oiran, the lineup is really not small..."

At this moment, the middle-aged woman standing by the gate stopped Ruan Xingfei.

She held her head up, with only a slit in her eyes, and said with disdain: "There are rules in our building, women are not allowed to enter."

Ye Chen pulled Ruan Xingfei away and handed over a piece of gold. The middle-aged woman changed her face instantly and said with a smile, "You two guests, please come in!"

Ruan Xingfei looked at her wide-open eyes, and said, "It's really eye-opening..."

Ye Chen dragged Ruan Xingfei into Huamanlou, and a gorgeously dressed aunt greeted her.

She smiled lightly and asked: "Young Master looked at the face, would you like tea or wine?"

Ye Chen vaguely felt that it was not easy, and asked, "Is there any difference between drinking tea and drinking alcohol?"

The aunt gave Ye Chen a meaningful look, and explained: "Drinking tea is on the table, drinking can be on the table, and can be on the couch~"

"understood."

Drinking tea is just watching talents and chatting, drinking is just adding other services.

The aunt caught a glimpse of Ruan Xingfei at the side, and said, "The spectator also brought a woman, shall I arrange tea for you?"

Ye Chen said directly: "I'm here to listen to your oiran playing music, you can arrange it."