The general is easy to bully

Shen Xingfeng was arrested and taken into the quiet room.

The quiet room is a place dedicated to training disobedient little restaurants.

The little letters who were first sold to the Green Bamboo Pavilion, those who refused to accept customers, would be sent here, and after three to five days of training, they would become more obedient.

Shen Xingfeng was pressed to kneel on the ground, his knees hurt from the cold ground.

His shoulders couldn't help trembling, and he slowly raised his head and glanced around.

The quiet room was like a torture room, filled with all kinds of instruments of torture. Just by looking at it, Shen Xingfeng felt his teeth sour.

He sighed silently in his heart, moved his body, and said to the people around him: "Let go of me, you want me to pick up the guests, and I will do it, why bother to hurt me all over, it will not only waste time, but also waste your money for medicine. "

The tortoises who were in charge of training were all overjoyed, and patted Shen Xingfeng on the head, "Okay, okay, he's interesting."

The other pinched Shen Xingfeng's chin, and sized him up carefully: "He looks good, but he's a little older, in his teens?"

Shen Xingfeng said lightly: "Seventeen."

"No wonder, looking at your body, you are not as gentle as a thirteen or fourteen year old, but your face is very pleasing, and you can sell it for a good price." Mr. Gui asked again: "Are you still a baby?"

Shen Xingfeng was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth and said, "No." Mr. Gui let go of his hand with a little regret.

Shen Xingfeng stood up from the ground, his eyes were cold, "I have served people before, and I am very familiar with that kind of things, you don't need to teach me."

Mr. Turtle nodded, "Okay, that will save trouble, Wen Jue, take him to take a bath, change his clothes and smoke the incense, and hang up the sign for him tonight. By the way, what's your name? "

"Shen...Shen Xingfeng." "The name is not bad." Mr. Gui is not unreasonable after seeing a lot of the world, and directly asked: "You are sold here because of the decline of your family?" Shen Xingfeng chuckled twice.

His family was in decline, his family was ransacked, and his family was ruined.

"It doesn't matter what your status was before, whether it's a young master or a noble guest. Since you've come to this kind of place, don't be attached to the past. Why aren't you alive?"

Shen Xingfeng nodded: "You are right."

"You are obedient. Go, go with Wen Jue. He will teach you the rest."

Shen Xingfeng bowed his head and left with Wen Jue.

Wen Jue is a pain in the ass, older than Shen Xingfeng, already 22 this year.

In the early years, he was also the young Xin'er of the Green Bamboo Pavilion, because of his good looks, he was spotted by a big man and was redeemed by [-] gold.

But later, for some reason, one day he was suddenly sent back to the Green Bamboo Pavilion. At that time, he had already broken a leg and had several scars on his face. Allotted.

Since then, Wen Jue had fewer and fewer customers, couldn't earn money, and his life became more and more difficult. In the end, he could only work as a rough envoy in the Green Bamboo Pavilion.

His temper is getting colder and colder, he rarely talks to other small restaurants, and hardly communicates with other small restaurants.

Shen Xingfeng came to the Green Bamboo House for so many days, and often saw Wen Jue washing clothes for Xiao Xin'er under the tree in his yard.

Sometimes when some young Xiner flaunted his power and ordered him to do something, Wen Jue would stand up and argue with them.

He would also often change into some outdated old clothes to hook up with the guests of the Green Bamboo Pavilion.

When those small restaurants that Wen Jue poached found out, they would rush over and scold Wen Jue for being shameless, mocking him for being an ugly monster and trying to attract customers.

Wen Jue sometimes fights with them.

He is not good at legs and feet, and he is outnumbered, so he often suffers.

Shen Xingfeng followed Wen Jue into a room on the second floor.

Wen Jue took out some clothes from the cabinet and handed them to him: "If you want to pick up guests, you can go take a shower by yourself, and when you come back after washing and changing, someone will put on your makeup."

Shen Xingfeng blinked: "What if I don't want to pick up guests."

With a flat face, Wen Jue took out a dagger from his cuff, and gently placed it on the clothes, "If you don't want to receive customers, just slash your face."

Shen Xingfeng clutched the dagger in his palm

The cold dagger was inlaid with red gemstones, and it felt cold in his hand.

Wen Jue's eyes still had no warmth, "Don't tell people that I taught you."

Shen Xingfeng looked at him, "Do you teach other people to do this too?"

"Don't teach."

Shen Xingfeng was taken aback: "Why?"

Wen Jue sneered: "There are very few people like you after all. There are some people who want to make money from this in the Green Bamboo Pavilion."

Shen Xingfeng frowned: "You and I are the same kind of people."

Wen Jue smiled proudly, "You and I? Heh, you and I are not the same kind of people. Five years ago, I was the most famous Xiaoxin in this Qingzhu Building. People who want to see me can't even pay 100 taels. If I hadn't been disfigured, I wouldn't be here as a rough envoy."

Shen Xingfeng shook his head: "You are not this kind of person."

Wen Jue smiled, "I really disappoint you. I'm a slut who is willing to exchange my body for money. To this day, I hope that someone can take care of me so that I can live a life of glory and wealth."

Shen Xingfeng wanted to say something, but Wen Jue was already impatient, turned around and left coldly.

Shen Xingfeng took a shower and changed into a crescent-colored gauze gown.

He hid the sharp dagger in his sleeve.

The girl who put on Shen Xingfeng's makeup stared at Shen Xingfeng's face in the mirror, full of praise, "Mr. Xingfeng, you are so pretty, even better than Mr. Wen Jue back then!"

Shen Xingfeng gently caressed his face with his sculpted fingers, "Wen Jue... what kind of person is he?"

The girl's face turned a bit contemptuous for a moment: "He, he is not a good person, Mr. Xingfeng, you should stay away from him normally."

Shen Xingfeng was puzzled: "How do you say that?"

The girl said: "He used to be the most popular little letter in our Green Bamboo Hall, because he was red, so he was a bit arrogant, and no one paid attention to him. Assuming that many young masters in the Green Bamboo Hall didn't like him, they just waited for him." He stumbled one day, and sure enough, later he had a whimsical idea that there was a big man who wanted to marry him as a man's wife, or that he was the main wife, showing off in front of people all day long, heh, he didn't even think about it. It's harder than climbing to the sky, but he actually still wants to be someone's regular wife. On the day he was redeemed, his tail was up to the sky, but then..."

When the girl said this, she couldn't help laughing, "Hasn't he been sent back? I went to see him the day he was sent back, tsk tsk, that was miserable, his leg was broken, his face It's all scars."

The girl's expression became weird again, "But since that day, he seems to be a different person. He seldom sold himself in the past. After being sent back, he not only took the initiative, but sometimes went to dig other people. In the corner of the young master, the entire young master in the Green Bamboo Pavilion was snatched by him, who made him cheap, and sometimes he didn’t ask for money to sleep for free, but it’s just that he’s gotten older in the past few years, and he’s gradually getting better.”

Hearing this, Shen Xingfeng frowned involuntarily.

The girl kindly reminded: "Young Master Xingfeng, you should stay away from him at ordinary times, maybe one day he will come and steal guests from you."

Shen Xingfeng silently touched the dagger hidden in his sleeve.

His expression was a little cold.

guest?

He won't have guests.

After the girl put on Shen Xingfeng's makeup, not long after, a servant came up and knocked on the door.

"Master Xingfeng, Mr. Gui is calling you, hurry up and get down."

The girl frowned, with a sincere expression: "I hope you can meet a gentler guest." Shen Xingfeng looked calm, said "OK", then got up and went downstairs.When Shen Xingfeng appeared, everyone in the Green Bamboo Pavilion was stunned.

This young man who came down the stairs slowly had a cold expression and sharp eyes. Although he had applied makeup, it was only a very light layer, so he didn't have the slightest femininity. His jet-black hair was tied up in a ponytail. Surrounded by a golden jade crown, the beauty is soul-stirring.

For a while, Xiaoxin was envious, and Enke was fascinated.

Some of the guests who had come to their senses had already stepped forward to show their hospitality, "This young man is very face-to-face."

Shen Xingfeng avoided his hand lightly.

Mr. Gui, who was in charge of the reception tonight, had already read the meaning from the gazes of these guests, pulled Shen Xingfeng to his side, and said generously: "Masters, this is Xingfeng who just came from the Green Bamboo Pavilion." Young master, the water is alive!"

The man with a big belly squeezed Xiao Xin'er's waist beside him, and laughed: "The quality of your newcomers in the Green Bamboo Pavilion is getting higher and higher. This Mr. Xingfeng, 200 taels, I'll take it tonight."

The little letter groaned twice and slapped the man twice, with a soft voice: "My lord still said he would accompany me tonight."

The man lovingly kissed him twice: "Honey, I'll take him in, the three of us will play together."

A chill appeared in Shen Xingfeng's eyes.

"It's too stingy for Mr. Wang to pay 200 taels. Why don't I pay 400 taels? Mr. Wang, let him be given to me?"

"Then I will offer 500 taels."

The bottom soon called the starting price, one higher than the other.

Shen Xingfeng stood there coldly all the time, without saying a word.

In the din of the crowd, only one person shouted, "I, I, I will give you 1000 taels of gold!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

They followed the sound and looked at the past——

I saw a young boy standing at the gate of the Green Bamboo Pavilion.

The boy was dressed in ragged rough clothes, his trousers were too short, his ankles were exposed, he was holding a broken bowl in his hand, his whole body was dirty, he looked like a beggar.

Shen Xingfeng was stunned.

Gui Gong walked over, impatiently wanting to drive people away, "Go, go, little beggar, what are you doing here?"

The man's face was flushed, he poked his neck, and pointed at Shen Xingfeng: "I'll buy him!"

The other guests laughed.

"Hahaha, little beggar, are you full and still want to drink flower wine? Ambitious at such a young age?"

"Do you know how much it cost to buy him?"

The third child took out and took out a money bag from his pocket.

He put the bowl by his feet, opened the purse, and said, "Bang bang bang, it's a bank note." A pile of gold bars and a thick stack of gold notes fell out of it...

The third child was breathing heavily, and pointed at Shen Xingfeng: "1000 taels of gold, I want to redeem him!"