Gongsun Xi heard a very brief rustling sound coming from the toilet, followed by silence.
He was stunned, not knowing what happened, but another man came in drunkenly outside the toilet.
One of the drunk men was vomiting in front of the sink, while the other man pushed away the single toilet of the wretched little rich man and screamed.
Gongsun Xi looked over and was even more shocked. The single toilet room was empty, and the wretched little rich man seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. The man who pushed the door opened the door and shouted because there was a circle of feces outside the pit. He cursed angrily: "Fuck, who poops like this!"
The servants of the Eight Immortals Tower who were responsible for patrolling heard the yelling and cursing in the toilet and hurriedly rushed into the toilet with buckets, even though they had cleaned the vomit and filth on the sink several times that night.
At this time, when he saw the excrement in the single toilet, he couldn't help but frowned, cursed the evil person, and started cleaning it up.
Gongsun Xi took a few glances into the single-person toilet while the servants were cleaning, and saw that the toilet pit had a narrow opening, making it impossible for anyone to fall in. He looked up again and stared at the wooden ceiling for a while. I have a idea in my mind.
He wanted to take a closer look, but the stench of feces made his stomach churn, so he had to turn around and go to the sink to boil water to wash his face. He found that the beard around his mouth had fallen off due to the water, and then he remembered the beard on his face. It was sticky, so he quickly turned off the water, wiped his face with his sleeves, turned around and left - the bearded man was Wei Jing.
Wei Jing was fanning himself with his sleeves and panting. He was about to faint from the heat of the cotton stuffed in his clothes. His swollen face was made of cotton stuck to pigskin, and then covered with large pieces of blackened monkey hair. As a cover-up.
Wei Jing returned to his original position. He looked at Fan Jun's two tables in the distance, and then at Hu Bai's and Hong Wuyun's tables on the other side. Then he turned slightly sideways and pressed his elbow against the thin man next to him. The man said, "Tea boss, they are indeed 'inside'."
The man next to Wei Jing was the owner of Langshanxia Tea Shop. He had no expression on his face. He just raised his head slightly to look at the ceiling and surrounding walls, and murmured in a very low voice: "Bei Lu was the best at this skill when he was alive."
The music in the hall gradually stopped, and a group of girls including the Eight Immortals bowed respectfully to the rich men, formed two teams, and walked upstairs.
The tea boss also touched Wei Jing and said, "Little Sword King, have you taken the elixir?"
"Eat. But I feel dizzy from the heat and feel very uncomfortable." Wei Jing responded.
"This place is big and there are a lot of people. Take two more pills to be safe." The tea boss quietly handed over two black pills.
Wei Jing took it, put it in his mouth, chewed it in his mouth, and felt a strange, clear and cold smell wafting through his throat, chest and abdomen.
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"What? Mr. Hu...you said there's something wrong with those girls?" Xu Sanniang, a small shareholder of the Eight Immortals House, poured a cup of tea for Hu Bai, her eyes widened and she asked in surprise.
"I didn't say it, it was my lover who said it." Hu Bai smiled at Hong Wuyun, then looked at Xu Sanniang and said, "My lover, you should also know that her vision is not wrong."
Hong Wuyun also smiled slightly and said, "Not all girls have problems, but some of them are indeed unusual."
"What...what's unusual?" Xu Sanniang asked stammering.
"Anyway, it doesn't look like the eyes of the girls in the restaurant. Where did you buy those girls?" Hong Wuyun asked.
Xu Sanniang nodded and said with a wry smile: "Our partners are all veterans of running restaurants, and each has his or her own expertise. Then Boss Cao will be responsible for managing various relationships, Lao Yuan will be responsible for the decoration pattern of the Eight Immortals Building, Zhou The husband is responsible for the accounts, and there are two or three unfamiliar partners who are also responsible for their respective areas. As for the girl who opened the business this time...
"They were all selected by me personally. I spent two or three months teaching them how to behave and talk, and arranged for teachers to teach them singing and dancing...
"Miss Hong, if you say these words not to me, but to my other partners, it will make me suspicious..."
Hong Wuyun immediately stood up and bowed to Xu Sanniang, explaining: "Xu Sanniang, I'm not doubting your ability to take care of girls, I just want you to pay attention to the whereabouts of those girls..."
"Those girls were found by several of our partners. Some of them were bought from other places. Some girls came and went in the process and some girls were eliminated. If there is something wrong with those girls, I can tell..."
Xu Sanniang poured a cup of tea for Hong Wuyun and said calmly: "Miss Hong, Yunlai Tower has become famous. We really admire you, but don't underestimate others."
After Xu Sanniang finished speaking, she turned around and left.
Hong Wuyun sat down slowly and said nothing. Hu Bai patted his hand, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
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"What? Hu Bai wants us to pay attention to those girls?" Fan Jun was startled and looked at the chef who came to report.
The chef said simply: "Miss Hong thinks that the eyes of some of the girls below are wrong."
"The eyes are wrong? What's wrong?" Chen Kuai interrupted and asked.
"Anyway, she doesn't look like a girl who sells herself to a restaurant, but Miss Hong can only see so much. Mr. Hu, let's remind you, just don't make any noise for now." The chef explained simply, then turned and returned to his seat.
Qu Yan and Fan Jun looked at each other and quickly recruited a group of Yuelintang's helpers to patrol upstairs with wine and snacks in hand.
Qu Yan inspected the eight VIP rooms one by one. The interiors were also elegantly decorated, with gorgeous curtains hanging on the gold and silver beds. Eight beautiful girls were cleaning themselves in the small bathroom in the room.
Seeing Qu Yan come in, she was a little surprised. Qu Yan blushed and asked casually, saying that she was sending some fine wine and snacks. Then she hurried out of the room and whispered to Fan Jun who was standing outside: "I don't see anything." What's the problem? The layout of these eight rooms is special. There are no windows, and there is only one door facing the four-way corridor. The other small rooms next to the Eight Immortals Room are all ambushing our brothers. Those rich people don't know that they have us together. Surround them and do that kind of thing."
The clamor below continued, and the small shareholder Mr. Zhou smiled and called names on the stage, and the names of the rich and successful bidders were written on a large board on the stage.
During the roll call, Mr. Zhou would also give a brief introduction to the net worth of these wealthy landowners, making the wealthy people who won the bids feel proud, and the servants they led with them cheered at the top of their lungs.
The rich man who grabbed the top spot may not have a better background than other rich men, but he was much more generous, and he won the first choice of the Eight Immortals for a price of 300,000 silver.
I saw him laughing boldly and leading a group of followers to shake hands with other rich people one by one in the hall and toast him. Some rich people congratulated him in a congratulatory manner, while some of them were petty and cursed secretly: "Look at how arrogant he is now. It doesn’t take long to have a cup of tea.”
Mr. Zhou invited the fragrant rich man to come on stage. The fragrant rich man pointed his hand in the direction of the colorful ball with the word "Xia" hanging in the Eight Immortals Room on the third floor.
Under the cheers and applause, several slaves pulled the rope of the colorful ball with the word "Xia", and heard a crisp popping sound. A piece of red flowers sprinkled down, the fragrance overflowed, and the cheers became even louder.
The fragrant rich man, led by his servant, gradually went upstairs to the summer room he had bid for.
The other rich people all shouted: "Hurry up and call the roll call. We have to compete with him. The one who leaves the house first loses."
The atmosphere became even more lively, and the rich people who won the bids for the remaining seven rooms also went upstairs with great pride. Colorful balls exploded one after another, and the fragrance of colorful flowers wafted and swirled throughout the Eight Immortals Tower.
"It's so beautiful..." Chen Kuai, Zhang Sanlong and others were lying on the edge of the corridor, reaching out to pick up the colorful petals, murmuring: "It's like..."
"It's starting to snow."
