Upon hearing Han You say that now is the time to get to the point, Boss Zhou was as happy as a bastard.
The monarchs and ministers entered the sauna room and felt stuffy.
There is smoke from the charcoal, but it is wrapped in an iron sheet and has a smoke outlet. The iron sheet burns red.
After a while, Shen Tugang and a group of other senior ministers could not bear it anymore and came out complaining.
As soon as I came out, I felt refreshed.
Boss Zhou and other military generals seemed to be competing with each other. They were almost steaming red and were still stuck inside.
Han You was afraid that these idiots would faint, so he took everyone into the bamboo house.
In fact, the order is wrong. It should be soaking first, then steaming, then rubbing, and finally rinsing.
The project that Boss Zhou loved to see came because a group of girls walked in.
Boss Zhou couldn't be happier, because these girls were all heavyweight players in Xianglai Pavilion before.
Boss Zhou smiled again, because these fat girls were so happy.
First pinch the feet, then rub the legs, then stretch the arms.
First scrape, then cupping, grab the shoulders and press hard.
Boss Zhou is very envious, because others can step on his back, but he can't, he is the emperor.
I have to say that the fat girls finally chose the right career.
You can't say that I didn't make money in Beishi before. The main reason was that I was tired and could only make sales every night, relying on small profits but quick turnover.
It's fine now. After unified training, even though I am still doing physical work, I can get a lot of commissions. There are various packages, 98 Wen, 198 Wen, 298 Wen. The more expensive the package, the more you can get. , and can also promote tea and fruit trays.
Ma Rulong was also massaging. Han You specially asked Zhou Yan to find a ruthless character with a net weight of 197 kilograms. There will be no increase in price for additional volumes.
When people step on their backs, they hold on to the handrails hanging from the roof, but these ladies step on their backs and dance directly, which is quite rhythmic.
Ma Laoer was also a cruel man, his ribs were rattling, but he endured it without saying a word.
When Han You saw that the penis was hard, he whispered again, and the fat girl began to work on it. When pressing the feet, he focused on the reflex area of the kidneys, and while pressing the penis, he buried the penis to death.
Hey, dear guest, your kidneys are not affected. Sibusi always stays up late to squeeze, and your waist is not affected either. The kidneys are probably useless.
Boss Zhou was as happy as his third grandson, and Shentu Gang was as happy as his eldest son.
The massage was very comfortable, and Ma Laoer felt like he was being tortured.
Some families were happy and some were sad. Outside the bamboo house, Cao Qilai was already sweating on his forehead.
Looking at Han You with his hands folded in his sleeves and making jokes with the emperor and his ministers, Cao Qilai kept looking around, always trying to find something wrong. He even secretly pulled over a bath master and asked if there was any shameful activities in the villa.
The bathing buddies don't care about him at all. I've even squeezed the Zaifu's balls, so who cares about you, a little foreigner?
Huang Youwei, who was rubbing his feet while drinking tea, smiled gradually.
The Summer Resort surprised him, and Han You also surprised him.
Originally, Da Lao Huang only wanted to make Cao Qilai infamous.
Now, Huang Shilang is ready to let Cao Qilai die without a burial place.
After soaking, rubbing, pressing, and eating some refreshments, even the few informal ministers said that the trip was worthwhile.
Sun Shouting, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, who was dressed, said in a joking tone: "Master Han's summer resort must be a place where people make money every day. I think you have to pay a lot of business taxes here."
Han You didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Every quarter is nothing more than tens of thousands of pounds of tax money, and students dare to miss it. Don't worry, you won't miss a penny."
"Tens of thousands of strings?!"
Sun Shouting took a breath, then smiled brightly: "Nephew Han Shi, I have never had a chance to tell you that back then, I and your father were old friends."
Han You looked confused. Have you ever been beaten severely by my father?
Seeing that Sun Shouting was trying to get close to Han You, Zhou Zhenghuai, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, was unhappy and spoke in a nonchalant manner.
"Han You, come here and help me change my clothes. I'm getting older now and my hands and feet are no longer strong."
Han You walked over with a playful smile and put on Zhou Zhenghuai's official robe as if he were serving his own son.
Zhou Yan's excitement never stopped, and he said cheerfully: "Father, gentlemen, let's go to the theater. The arrangements are very good."
The expectations of the emperor and his ministers were already full. They had already forgotten about the "inquiry" and embarked on the gravel path to the north area.
Boss Zhou is now more and more satisfied with Han You. He is not the most satisfied, only more satisfied.
Just now, he chatted with the old girl who was pressing the feet for a while and inquired about the consumption of the project. After understanding it, Boss Zhou felt one word---it's so dark, so damn dark.
But the darker it is, the more Boss Zhou likes it.
He just likes black, the darker the better, he is sensible.
He is very familiar with the arrogant behavior of aristocratic families and officials. They are all like rich people. They all have a lot of wealth, but they all cry out for poverty. They all hide their money. If the money is not circulated, how can the people benefit? As long as they are willing to spend money, business taxes will be reduced. The more you pay, the more you pay in business taxes, and the treasury will have money.
Boss Zhou doesn’t understand businessmen, but he understands men. This place is much more exciting than any other brothel.
Everyone soon arrived at the "theater" area and began to marvel at it again.
Everyone has seen the play, but the ones they went to were not theaters, but theater troupes were invited to sing at home, and the play was a customized one.
Even if it is a theater, it is nothing more than setting up a stage with some tables and benches underneath.
Looking at this side of the Summer Resort, it occupies a vast area and is designed in an oval shape. The stands can accommodate 700 spectators.
There are three floors in total. The first floor is surrounded by a ring. It is the lowest and has the largest number of seats. The middle floor has a wider view and overlooks the entire venue. The top floor has semi-enclosed separate compartments with only thirty-two rooms.
The central flat ground is the "stage", and the stage can be clearly seen from every position on the third floor.
This is the masterpiece of Ji Ying, a descendant of Luban. In just over a month, even though the details are not only imperfect but also very rough, even though the central stage can only accommodate three to four hundred people on the same stage at most, even though the materials used are not the best. , still amazed the monarchs and ministers, just for one reason, the Zhou Dynasty did not have such a big "stage".
On an ordinary stage, there are at most a dozen people singing and singing, but on the stage of the Summer Resort, hundreds of people can roll around together without any problem.
Originally, Han You wanted to take the monarchs and ministers to the third floor with the widest view. Unexpectedly, Boss Zhou insisted on coming to the first floor. He said that he could see clearly from a close distance. Other adults also agreed that he had to take the civilian route. Be grounded.
Han You didn't have the nerve to point it out. They probably thought that all the opera singers were old women.
Zhou Yan turned around and waved, and the guards of Prince You's Palace who were guest servants came over carrying wine, tea, dried fruits and other food, and placed them beside the monarch and his ministers one by one.
As the gong sounded, five old soldiers in red clothes and armor came over and shouted out one by one.
"At the beginning of the stage, the red-robed general defeated the border city, and the yellow sand was stained with blood and the desolate moon..."
"The red-robed general defeated the border city, and the yellow sand was stained with blood on a desolate night..."
"The blood-stained yellow sand and the desolate night..."
Several people standing in different positions shouted out one by one. Boss Zhou's face looked ugly, and the other ministers were shocked and angry. Only Cao Qilai was excited.
"His Majesty!"
Cao Qilai found an opportunity. He looked at the emperor and shouted: "Your Majesty, he is playing tricks on you, Your Majesty!"
"Shut up!"
After the emperor scolded him coldly, he looked deeply at Han You and said, "Sing."
