While the two women were chatting, they stopped to look at the strange gadgets on the vendor's stall.
At this moment, Lu Shaya suddenly saw fragrant glutinous rice cakes being sold at the stall next to her, and her mouth almost watered with greed.
"Miss, look at that delicious one, let's buy some to eat?"
The woman in the long skirt looked in the direction that Rushaya was pointing, her eyes lit up, and she trotted over quickly.
"Boss, what is this?"
"This is glutinous rice cake. Can you two girls order some?" the stall owner responded with a smile.
"How much?" Rushaya asked.
"It's not expensive, five cents a piece."
"Two copies!" Rushaya said, taking out a small piece of broken silver from her sleeve and handing it to the stall owner, "No need to look for it."
"Thank you girl."
The stall owner's eyes suddenly lit up. Where did this rich girl come from? His stall is not worth so much money!
The stall owner was also a real person. He immediately picked the largest lotus leaf and wrapped two large bags of glutinous rice cakes for the two of them.
Seeing the two of them watching eagerly, he took a few more pieces and handed them to them respectively: "Girl, you eat first."
"Thank you, uncle." The woman in the long skirt thanked her, then stuffed the glutinous rice cake into her mouth from under the gauze scarf, chewing it gently.
So delicious!
The food sold by street vendors is so delicious. It is truly a mysterious Eastern country. If these things were brought to them, ordinary nobles would not be able to eat them.
While the two women were eating, two men sitting and drinking tea at the door of the teahouse looked towards them.
"Hu Laoer, look at those two girls over there. Their faces are still covered. They are not from the Central Plains." The man with the scar on his face said.
"Brother Dao, don't tell me. Although these two girls can't see their faces clearly, their figures are quite good. And I noticed that these two are still young rich women. They are generous. We may be able to gain both wealth and wealth today. !" Hu Laoer smiled obscenely.
"Come on, you wild boar can't eat fine chaff. Don't let the girl pinch you out like last time." The man with the scar showed disdain on his face.
Hu Laoer suddenly blushed and said, "Brother Dao, it's pointless for you to laugh at me. Just tell me whether it's okay or not!"
The scarred man looked at the two women's backs, touched his chin, and slapped the table: "Get it done!"
The two hit it off immediately, threw two coins on the tea table, and walked towards the alley.
At this time, Lu Shaya and the woman in the long skirt were unaware and were still walking and looking around. Suddenly, two men appeared in front of them, it was Hu Lao Er and Scar Man.
The two of them pretended to have met by chance. Hu Laoer grabbed the scarred man's arm and said, "Brother Dao, why are you still wandering around here? There is a performance in the alley over there. Not only can that man spit fire, he also raises The cat can do backflips!"
"Really? Let's go and have a look!" The scarred man looked surprised and followed Hu Laoer away.
"Miss, there is a cat that can do backflips! Let's go and see it too!" Rushaya said.
The woman in the long skirt nodded. This mysterious ancient Eastern country was so different. Even cats could do backflips. She really wanted to see it.
So the two girls followed.
Soon the two girls were led to a remote alley, but there was no one there, let alone a cat that could do a backflip.
"Liar, how can there be any performance?" Lu Shaya muttered and was about to leave with the woman in the long skirt.
At this moment, Hu Laoer suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, and said with a wicked smile: "You two girls, hello!"
Seeing that Hu Laoer looked wretched and probably not a good person, the two women backed away subconsciously.
"What do you want to do?" the woman in the long skirt asked.
"What are we doing? Of course I'm going to fuck you!" Hu Laoer approached the two of them step by step.
"Stop fucking talking nonsense, you'll be in trouble if someone finds out later!" At this moment, the scarred man appeared behind the two women holding a handkerchief.
"Jiejiejiejie."
Hu Laoer smiled evilly, took out a handkerchief from his arms and rushed towards the two girls.
The two women had no strength to tie the chicken, so they were no match for these two Chinese characters. They fainted soon after their mouths were covered with a handkerchief.
Hu Laoer and the scarred man also stayed soon. They picked up the two girls and walked towards the depths of the alley.
At the same time, Yang Xun and Li Ping'an came out of the back door of the brothel one after another. At this time, Li Ping'an had a pair of dark circles under his eyes and lost weight. His face and neck were all covered with strawberry marks from the young lady's sucking.
"If I had come here a few days later, I'm afraid you would have died in this brothel." Yang Xun said angrily.
"Hehehehe, Brother Xun, you...you don't understand, it's cool to be a ghost under the peonies." Li Ping'an smiled, walking unsteadily, obviously drunk.
"Some time ago, I was always passive due to those old onions. Only here, in front of these young girls, can I take back the initiative, so I indulged a little. After all, the money was provided by the young men from the aristocratic families. I don't want to play. Don’t play for nothing!”
At this moment, Hu Laoer and Scar Man sneaked past the two of them carrying people on their backs. When Yang Xun was looking at them, they were also looking at Yang Xun, their eyes met, and the scene suddenly became silent.
"What are you looking at, mind your own business... Damn it!"
Just when Hu Laoer was about to scare Yang Xun, Li Ping'an suddenly fell forward and pulled down Hu Laoer's pants.
Suddenly the grass was blowing in the wind and the birds were flying freely.
Mr. Hu and Mr. Hu were dumbfounded. They immediately kicked Li Ping'an and cursed angrily: "How dare you take off my uncle's pants!"
"Who the hell is kicking me! What the hell is this?"
Li Ping'an raised his head and saw something dangling in front of him, but he couldn't see clearly what it was, so he immediately grabbed it.
"Ouch--" Hu Laoer cried out in pain, tears welling up in an instant. He was not very good to begin with, and I'm afraid he will be even less good now.
"Brother Dao, save me quickly, oh, save me, eh~"
"Damn it, you're looking for death!" The scarred-faced woman on the side immediately put down the long skirt on her back, took out a dagger from her arms, and stared at Yang Xun with a fierce look on her face.
"Get out of here and stop meddling in other people's business, otherwise uncle..."
Before Scarface could finish speaking, several guards in brocade clothes carrying swords rushed out from behind Yang Xun, looking at Scarface with eager eyes.
Scarface looked at the gleaming Xiuchun Dao in Jin Yiwei's hand, and then at the dagger in his hand that was a little longer than his index finger, and swallowed suddenly.
The next second, Scarface dropped the dagger in his hand, knelt down in front of Yang Xun, and shouted: "Brother! I was wrong!"
Then he kowtowed to Yang Xun three times with "bang bang bang" and his movements were smooth and smooth.
Before Yang Xun could say anything, Scarface stood up again and pulled Hu Laoer around to run away.
But Hu Lao Er's thing was still in Li Ping'an's hand, and his whole face was distorted by Scarface's tug.
"It's broken, it's broken, oh ho ho, it's really going to be broken!"
