The rice cook continued to work hard.
Women can only affect the speed of cooking, but it is different for female men.
But the woman in front of him was obviously not a tomboy. She was so delicate that Ganfanwang immediately lost interest.
However, a group of hungry wolves in the hall were rejoicing.
"The matchmaker is out!"
The woman in the red dress saluted everyone. Her face was covered with a veil and her appearance could not be seen clearly, but she had an excellent figure, a pair of charming fox eyes, and a charming smile.
"Miss Matchmaker, start singing quickly! We want to listen to the song of serving the country with loyalty."
"right!"
The crowd roared.
Seems very popular.
Lin Bai felt a little carried away. After all, it was his own song.
At this time, the woman in the red dress finally spoke up, and as soon as she spoke, she immediately calmed the crowd.
The Ganfan King raised his head again, with disbelief in his eyes.
That's right!
It's a male voice, a very strong male voice, full of domineering, loud and clear, it really has a bit of that posture.
Lin Bai couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. The song was speechless, but this person...
It can't be a shemale! m.
He shivered subconsciously.
The Ganfanwang was very excited, with an expression on his face and eyes staring straight into his eyes.
After singing the song, there was thunderous applause and countless cheers. Many guests threw silver coins on the stage to show their support.
Um! This operation is like giving rewards to readers in later generations to see how generous they are.
The woman in the red dress bowed to express her gratitude and then left.
The crowd seemed to be still unsatisfied and noisy.
Mother Liu said: "Masters, thank you for coming to support me, but if you want to win the favor of the matchmaker, you have to knock on the door yourself."
The so-called knocking on the door is the saying in the brothel.
It is specifically aimed at those poor people who are prostitutes and not prostitutes. If you want to have a good relationship, you can only try your best to gain their approval. A good poem, a good tune, or just throwing money at it. In short, it is the tune that is used in brothels. The technique whets your appetite.
The key is, those prostitutes just do this, and many people flock to them.
Just a shemale, that's all.
Lin Bai curled his lips.
But the rice cook seemed to be getting more energetic. He pushed Lin Bai and said, "Brother-in-law, why don't you knock on the door?"
Lin Bai felt a chill, but he still had to knock on the door.
Otherwise, how could the science lady send this thing out?
But, what's the point of knocking on a shemale's door? How can I go to a brothel and do all this nonsense?
have to!
Send the things first and then talk about it.
Lin Bai thought for a while and wrote two sentences casually.
On the other end, many literati and dignitaries were knocking on the door.
This hobby is simply amazing.
"I'm sorry! Young gentlemen, all your things have been returned. The matchmaker doesn't like these vulgar things and these poems..."
Among the returned items were silver coins and jewelry.
Poems are naturally indispensable, but unfortunately, others didn’t take a fancy to them.
Mother Liu apologized one by one.
Everyone shook their heads, very frustrated, but they seemed to be used to it. After all, he was one of the four great stewards of Danfeng Tower. It was not so easy to knock on the door. The more difficult it was to knock it open, the more people looked forward to it.
How can such a mean word be such a big deal?
Xu Da came over at this time, "I want to knock on the door."
As he said this, he handed over the poems with a domineering look, and the crowd couldn't help but look at him. It seemed that the image of a foodie king was not the same as that of a scholar.
Can you still write poetry like this?
He even wanted to knock on the matchmaker's door, which was just too much of a joke.
Mother Liu also had a look of doubt on her face. She took the poem and looked at it, only to see it said: The shadow of the mountain in the water is reflected in the sky, and the spring is still found under the steps.
"No more? How come there are only two sentences? Is this considered a poem?"
Everyone in the crowd looked surprised.
"Ha! I guess all the ink in my stomach was used up, so I could only write these two sentences."
"The key is that these two sentences are also very common."
All kinds of disdainful looks, if it weren't for the huge size of the rice cook, the prostitutes around him would be sarcastic.
Mother Liu was also hesitant. Just as she was about to say something, Xu Da was already impatient and said in a loud voice, "Why are you lingering? Send it in quickly."
have to! You are the master!
A visitor came to the door. Mother Liu quickly apologized and entered the house.
The crowd around was waiting to see the joke. After all, it was just two sentences. What kind of poetry was that? And it was not an excellent sentence. It was just an ordinary sentence. How could it be possible to knock on the matchmaker's door? If that was the case, then damn it.
But unfortunately, it really turned out to be a ghost.
Mother Liu left and came back after a while, with disbelief on her face.
But the brothel madam, who has never seen anything like this before, changed her face as if she were flipping through a book. When she saw the Ganfan King, a smile suddenly broke out on her face, "Young Master, congratulations, the matchmaker is inviting me!"
What!
The crowd around him couldn't wait to see the joke and laughed at him.
When they heard this, everyone was stunned, their mouths opened wide, and they couldn't believe their ears.
It would be fine if they didn't see the poem, but everyone has obviously seen it. It's ordinary, so why...
"Mother Liu, did you make a mistake?"
"That's right! The matchmaker girl is very discerning. How could she fall in love with such a poem? Besides, it's not even a poem."
"good!"
"..."
the crowd roared.
Mother Liu had no idea. She was still confused, so she could only say: "Everyone, this is the matchmaker's decision. You have to ask the matchmaker yourself about the details."
In the box, Zhu Kun also looked stunned and recited the poem.
"Sir, is there anything special about these two sentences?"
Obviously, he didn't see the trick either.
Gu Qingyang also frowned and said: "It's very ordinary, I guess it was written casually."
Zhu Kun asked in confusion: "What?"
Gu Qingyang smiled and said, "Although the poems are ordinary, people are not ordinary. Although Lin Qingfeng has changed his appearance, the barbarian of the Xu family has not. The matchmaker must have recognized the barbarian."
"That makes sense!"
Zhu Kun nodded, "Lin Qingfeng's poems are sung in all major brothels. The women from the brothels who pay the most attention to him are none other than the women from the brothels. The matchmaker is very good at serving the country with loyalty. It is normal to pay attention to Lin Qingfeng and look forward to his follow-up works. He recognized the Xu family barbarian It’s not surprising.”
After much deliberation, the two of them only came up with this possibility.
After all, those two lines of poetry are so ordinary that there is nothing special about them.
Xu Da didn't care about this. When he heard that he could go in, he quickly waved to Lin Bai, looking impatient.
Lin Bai's mouth twitched.
There's something wrong with being the king of rice cooks. This hobby is putting the old Xu family in danger.
For the sake of Tsundere, should I give some guidance?
Mother Liu couldn't hold herself any longer and asked, "Master, you two?"
Xu Da said carelessly: "What's the problem?"
Of course there is a problem, the problem is big. The matchmaker is one of the four great courtesans. It is difficult for ordinary people to meet her, so how can she bring people in casually.
However, Xu Da didn't care and said confidently: "He is my young master's attendant. Doesn't the matchmaker have a maid? Just get a couple and it's over."
Lin Bai:......
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Some people died, but not completely...
