The boss of quick time travel is so cool

Chapter 449 Assassin Story 35
Anyone who can take out gold ingots must come from an extraordinary family. What girl doesn't like such a wealthy and handsome brother?
As soon as the old bustard's order came out, the girls upstairs and downstairs swayed and quickly came to Liu Piaopiao and surrounded her.

The girls were laughing, and some of them had already gotten started before they could speak.

"Young master, you are so handsome, your face is as smooth as an egg that has been peeled off its shell."

"Who do you like, son? How about we go into the room and talk?"

"Young master, look at me!"

A scent of rouge surrounds Liu Piaopiao, dazzled by Liu Piaopiao, hugging the girls one by one, smiling from ear to ear.

"Hey, let's listen to a little song down there." Liu Piaopiao pinched the girl's face.

The lobby is a place where ordinary guests stay, and the money paid is only enough to listen to the music, but not to touch the girl's hand.Generally, those who have a little money have to go upstairs to the private room and let the girl play alone for him.

Compared with the private rooms, the lobby is already full of people.There is no profit to be made from these people, the only function is to increase the popularity of Chunfenglou.

Therefore, Liu Piaopiao was going to sit in the lobby, and the bustard was shocked.

The old bustard saw that Liu Piaopiao was an outsider, and said with a smile: "My lord, is this the girl who has taken a fancy to singing? That's Qing Guan. I can introduce more beautiful girls to the box. What do you think, my lord?" Just listen to it."

"It's mom after all, she knows how to play and understands me!" Liu Piaopiao casually pointed to the stage, "I want her and bring her into my room. I just listen to the music and don't do anything. If mom doesn't believe it, you can follow along with her." .”

"Young Master..." The girls were not willing to let go of the piece of fat that reached their mouths. They especially wanted to follow Liu Piaopiao and earn some tips along the way.

Girls who can be listed have excellent sex skills, and only girls who have fallen a level in art and beauty will be reduced to pure beauty.The Qing Dynasty can't make any money at all, and the Qing Dynasty without private money can only become an old woman who cooks and does laundry when she grows old.

The girls are all haughty, and they don't want to believe that the only thing a guest wants is an ugly maid.

"Good boy, I'm upset, I just want to listen to the music today. Next time I come here, I will definitely not let you down." Liu Piaopiao stretched out her hand bemusedly, and touched the girls' faces.

Once the girls have steps, they go down the slope. No one wants to offend the big customers.

After a while, the bustard had asked the servant to lead Liu Piaopiao to the private room.

I don't know what the old bustard said to the little Qingguan who was singing on the stage. The little Qingguan's expression changed, and he reluctantly went upstairs with his pipa in his arms.

"My lord, do you need food and drink?" The servant arranged everything properly, and then thoughtfully closed the windows, drew the curtains, and even removed the screens in the room.

"No need." Liu Piaopiao shook her head, leaning sideways on the couch with a flirtatious look.

The boy understood in seconds: "Then I will go down, and I promise that no one will disturb the master."

"En." Liu Piaopiao waved his hand impatiently.

Sure enough, the bustard still didn't believe what she said!

Just now, he insisted that he was a nobleman and didn't know how to serve others, but now he is sending them here, which is simply a way of being a nobleman!

A Qingyuan who is no longer clean can only be sold and sent to a lower-level brothel.

Liu Piaopiao decided to save this Qingguan, turned around and poured herself a cup of tea, thinking about her plan.

The door opened with a "creak", and the footsteps of the person coming were very light, and the closing movement of the door was very slow, and it could even be said to be slow.

(End of this chapter)