Chapter 207 Hustle

Style: Historical Author: Hokujo AutumnWords: 2214Update Time: 24/01/11 10:26:46
The capital in the middle of the night is no longer as bustling as it was during the day.

A cavalry team of more than ten people galloped southward under the darkness.

What no one knew was that this night would change the history of the future.

Many times, people are in the whirlpool of history but are completely unaware of it.

It was only when I was deeply involved in it that I was almost shattered to pieces, and then I realized belatedly that I had missed so many opportunities in the first place.

But...it was too late.

After Shu Shushu left, Yang Dong also left the palace along the secret passage of Leng Gong Manufacturing Factory.

Apart from Yang Dong, only a few people knew about this secret passage. Among them is Mr. Lu, the first brother of the current Lenggong Manufacturing Factory.

Mr. Lu's current life in Lenggong Manufacturing Factory can be said to be extremely nourishing.

As for the empress, no matter how tight the national treasury is, she will never reduce the consumption of the Cold Palace Manufacturing Factory. Not only that, she also specially allocated funds here several times.

Because she knew very well that the current Lenggong Manufacturing Factory had become one of her trump cards, and even had the potential to become the biggest trump card.

Under Mr. Lu's strange gaze, Yang Dong left the palace.

Jinyi walked at night and headed in the direction of Qunfang Tower.

Although there is no curfew policy in the capital at night, due to successive years of natural disasters, people are struggling to make ends meet and their vitality is severely damaged. Therefore, night markets are not widespread and only appear in some places.

Speaking of night markets, the most popular night market in Beijing nowadays is probably the brothel street besides Qunfang Tower.

Due to the popularity of Qunfang Tower, countless powerful and wealthy businessmen flocked to this place.

Some smart vendors come out late at night to set up stalls, selling some snacks and soups, or some accessories and toys that their daughters like...

As the flow of people increases, the night market outside Qunfang Building has begun to take shape. Snacks, toys, sideshows, accessories...

All these are available, and it feels like a prosperous city.

Countless people in the capital find this new. At this time, everyone from the princes and nobles to the common people. Their nightlife is extremely scarce.

At night, apart from the human-making exercise, he slept soundly.

Even the most powerful nobleman in the capital just wants to have more tricks on that matter.

But if this goes on for a long time, it will inevitably lead to a feeling of boredom.

At this time, the appearance of Qunfang Tower was like a dimensionality reduction attack, which directly caused the wealthy merchants and nobles in the entire capital to go completely crazy.

Although the current price of Qunfang Building has increased to three times that of the past. But it still can't stop the enthusiasm of these rich people.

As for those ordinary people, although they can't afford it in Qunfang Tower.

But it didn't stop them from visiting the night market outside Qunfang Building. In this way, over time, it has reached its current scale.

Yang Dong did not choose to ride a horse, but went there on foot. Although Qunfang Tower is still some distance away from the palace. But for Yang Dong, who is a great martial artist, it is not difficult.

It didn't take more than a cup of tea before he walked outside Qunfang Tower. At this moment, the little doorman was holding the ticket in his hand and lazily said to the crowd queuing outside the door:

"Dear guests, please go back! Today, all the private rooms in our Qunfang Building are booked for the whole night. There is no point in waiting here!"

Unexpectedly, these people in line had no intention of leaving. He just arched his hands towards the little doorman and said:

"You just open the door for business, don't pay attention to me."

"Don't worry, little brother, we won't cause trouble!"

The little doorman rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to these people. He turned around and returned to Qunfang Tower.

Yang Dong hid in the crowd and watched all this, feeling very happy in his heart.

These wealthy businessmen are all the real gods of wealth! With regard to their family property, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are as rich as the country!

But it happened that they were the ones who chose to protect themselves wisely when they were in trouble both inside and outside the Great Zhou Dynasty.

As everyone knows, there are no eggs left behind when the nest is overturned!

If the capital city falls, all the rich families like them will have their homes confiscated.

As the saying goes, meat-eaters are despicable and fail to make far-sighted plans. This is the truth.

It's a pity that everyone knows the truth, but they don't think that they will be the unlucky one.

Yang Dong sighed softly and was about to step into Qunfang Tower.

Suddenly, a figure in black clothes and hat ran out from the back door of Qunfang Building.

In his hand, he also held several small wooden tokens with different names written on them.

Others may not know, but Yang Dong, as the boss behind Qunfang Building, naturally understands what these are.

These small wooden signs are actually the door numbers of each private room. Only with this door number can you enter the private room. In other words, this is the only ticket to enter the private room.

Seeing the young man in black come out, the eyes of the housekeepers queuing up outside Qunfang Building suddenly lit up.

They subconsciously gathered around the young man in black, and then shouted:

"Little God of Wealth, can you grab any private rooms today?"

"Is there a private room for the Wild Temple Fox Fairy? Our master has been coveting this private room for a long time!"

"Little God of Wealth, our master wants a private room in the Academy's Wet Dream. Is it available today?"

"Okay, okay, you all should be quiet! If others find out, how can I still do business?"

The young man in black, who was called the Little God of Wealth, shouted, and all the housekeepers closed their mouths in understanding.

When the boy in black saw this, the expression on his face softened a bit.

He pointed to the small wooden sign in his hand and said:

"Look, I didn't grab many brands today, only three yuan in total."

"Don't even think about the Wild Temple Fox Fairy and the Academy's Lost Dream. These popular private rooms have already been booked by the big guys."

Hearing this, all the housekeepers present had a look of disappointment on their faces.

Well, now that I think about it, it may be difficult to ask for some reward money from my master.

The boy in black seemed to have anticipated the reactions of these housekeepers. He smiled faintly and continued:

"But among my three wooden plaques, there is also a fine one."

"You must have heard of the theme of a nunnery in the mountains, right?"

As soon as these words came out, all the housekeepers present stood dumbfounded.

If we talk about the most popular private rooms among this group of fragrant buildings, this mountain nunnery must be ranked among the top three.

Anyway, no one who has experienced it can say anything bad about it.

But precisely because of this, if you don't have some connections, trying to book this private room is tantamount to wishful thinking.

After all, many princes and nobles are watching!

But what I didn't expect was that the boy in black took it out today.

"Stop talking nonsense, it's the same old rules! Three tokens are bundled, and the one with the highest price gets it!"

Some people died, but not completely...