Opening Blind Boxes in the Demon World

Chapter 143 Leaning on the Red and the Green

"Brother Lin, these are the girls I mentioned before. I wonder if Brother Lin is satisfied?"

When Ji Chonglou said these words, the madam rolled her eyes, "What?" These eight beauties were actually brought to this young master surnamed Lin?

Mr. Lin was very generous and had bought her boat from the very beginning.

Originally, the Madam still had an appetite for Lin Yuan, but she knew that Mr. Lin had a lot of money and it was easy for him to get women, but what he couldn't get into his mouth was always the most delicious.

The madam has already made plans. Even if Lin Yuan pays a lot of money, she will let Lin Yuan follow the rules of a brothel and have a tea party first and write a few poems to win the beauty's heart before she can become a guest at the wedding.

Men are all cheap, they don’t like what they feed into their mouths, but they taste good when they beg for their mouths.

However, when Lin Yuanzhen came to paint the boat, the madam was dumbfounded. She was too embarrassed to say a word about tea party and poetry contest at the flaghouse.

Because Lin Yuan actually brought eight girls with him, and each of them was in a state of ecstasy - literally, these girls on the boat were really autistic because of Lin Yuan's hand: You are like a flower like the moon, People are shy of the moon.

How dare you let Lin Yuan have tea?

The previously arrogant top players and oirans also put away their airs and performed songs and dances for Lin Yuan with all their heart.

The situation could have been controlled at first, but now it was better. The new young master was not too big a deal to join in the fun, and actually presented Lin Yuan with eight more beautiful girls.

The quantity is doubled!

It should be noted that, excluding the maids and cooks, there are a total of thirteen girls in this painting boat, known as the White Jade Thirteen Hairpins, and the madam is quite proud of this.

And now, Lin Yuan brought sixteen of them at once!

When you come to visit a brothel, you bring more girls than in the brothel. Is this ridiculous?

Not to mention, the appearance and temperament of these sixteen girls from Lin Yuan all overwhelm their boat-painting oiran. The madam thinks that this business is going to be unsustainable, so she might as well paint the boat for you and you can enjoy it yourself.

Lin Yuan glanced at the girl behind Ji Zhonglou and smiled slightly.

Here it comes again. The Ji family is afraid that he has not fallen completely enough, so they will send eight more maids. According to this trend, I am afraid they will send new ones in the future.

But it doesn't matter. The seven girls before let Lin Yuan act as Wei Xiaobao and take Qimei on a trip.

Lin Yuan took them to teahouses, markets, and restaurants. This was the life of a dandy, surrounded by red and green trees and surrounded by beauties.

But this time, Lin Yuan wanted to change his style. This time he entered the painting boat, holding a silver folding fan, wearing a green cloth straight skirt, with a handsome face, simple and elegant clothes, and he looked bookish.

He is no longer a dandy with bright clothes and angry horses, but a scholar who hangs out in brothels and lives in drunken dreams.

The spring breeze is ten miles away on Yangzhou Road, and it is not as good as rolling up the bead curtain.

"Brother Chonglou, you seem to have said before that these girls are people with spiritual roots. If they can practice cultivation, I don't want to delay them. If they come to my place, I'm afraid they will have to do some complicated and trivial things with me. Time wasted in vain."

"No, they are all willing to come to Brother Lin. Their spiritual qualifications are limited, so it is their blessing to be able to serve Brother Lin."

As Ji Chonglou spoke, he gestured to the eight girls with his eyes. They immediately bowed to Lin Yuan Yingying and said in unison: "We are willing to serve the young master, and please show mercy to him."

The way Lin Yuan looked at these girls was that he really wanted to follow him from the bottom of his heart.

In this case, he would be disrespectful.

In fact, since ancient times, beauties have always had a bad life, even if they are born like nothing, but in this world, the fate of mortal women is often very miserable.

If they do not embark on the path of spiritual practice, their future fate may be to marry an old man with a prominent position that they have never met, or to marry a rich but greasy-looking man, and they may not even be able to become the first wife. But she can only be a concubine.

Their future life will be nothing more than living in a secluded boudoir, caring for their husbands and raising children, and also serving their mother-in-law and the first wife.

Even if they are favored by their male master because of their beauty, their appearance will always age. If the mother cannot be valued based on the son, their fate will still be very miserable when they grow old.

However, it was different with Lin Yuan. Lin Yuan's status was too high. He was the island owner of Bai Yuzhou, a person who could make even the heirs of the Ji family like Ji Chonglou respectful.

How could those powerful old men and rich men in the mortal world be compared with Lin Yuan? Not to mention that Lin Yuan is only seventeen or eighteen years old and has a handsome appearance.

If you can follow Lin Yuan, even if you can't cultivate immortality, you can still have half a foot on the path to immortality.

Seeing that Lin Yuan wanted to keep all the eight girls, Ji Zhonglou quickly added fuel to the fire: "Brother Lin, the life experiences of these girls are all innocent. When the Ji family selected disciples, I was present throughout the process to confirm that they were not any People's eyes, I can swear this with my Taoist heart, just train them, if you train them well, they can become Brother Lin's confidant maids, and they will only be loyal to you in the future."

"In this case, I will keep them." Lin Yuan said.

"Okay!" Ji Chonglou was overjoyed, but on the surface he still looked as usual, "They don't have names yet, why don't Brother Lin give them one?"

"Okay, let's go in order of age. Who among the eight of you is the sister?" Lin Yuan asked.

A girl with an oval face came out and saluted Lin Yuan Yingying. There are eight girls, the youngest has just turned sixteen, and the oldest is only seventeen and a half years old.

They stood obediently in order of age, waiting for Lin Yuan to give their names.

"The eight of you have chosen a name, and then you can choose a name for each of you, including chess, calligraphy and painting, plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum." Lin Yuan held a folding fan and said slightly thoughtfully.

"Hanchou plays the green Qiqin even more. When the strings are turned up, there will be no sound. Just call it Qiqin."

After Lin Yuan finished speaking, a look of surprise appeared on the oval-faced girl's face. Originally, the maid's name was nothing more than Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon. It was not unpleasant, but it was a bit kitsch.

The oval-faced girl was ready to call him a common name like Hua Duo, but she didn't expect that the young man's name not only made her eyes shine, but the most important thing was that her name came from a poem.

This poem is about the difficulty of finding true love and the difficulty of finding a true friend. It is elegant and sad, with a unique artistic conception. If this poem can be spread, her name will be remembered.

For maids like them, no matter how beautiful they are, it is difficult for others to know her. But if there is a widely circulated poem, it is different. Even when future generations sing this poem, they will know her story.

"If you don't come over at midnight because you have an appointment, you can knock the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall. You will be called Xianqi." Lin Yuan said to the second woman.

"The ink in your chest is as empty as a grain, and your belly is full of poetry and calligraphy. You are called Shuhua."

"There are infinite painting hands in the world, but a sad picture cannot be painted. You are called the heart of painting."

Lin Yuan gave four names in succession, Qiqin, Xianqi, Shuhua, Huaxin, Qinqi, calligraphy and painting, each name and a poem.

Each sentence of these poems has a far-reaching artistic conception, or it describes the sorrow of being hard to find a close friend, being sad and difficult to paint, or the elegance of playing chess and lights, or the righteousness of being open-minded and humble.

Every sentence is stunning. In comparison, the poems written by the brothel guests who used to have tea on this boat pale in comparison.

The Madam had been exposed to it for so many years, so of course she also understood poetry. With so many beautiful lines in her ears, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Originally, it would be a great joy if a famous poem was published in her painting boat, and her painting boat would become famous. But now the problem is that none of these four lines of poems were written for the girl in her painting boat.

This customer is really out of line. I’ve heard that people bring their own drinks to restaurants, but I haven’t heard of people who go to brothels and prostitutes to bring their own girls.

Moreover, he only needs to bring his own girls. The number of girls he brings is more than the ones they draw, and the quality is also better.

It doesn't matter, he actually gave the girl he brought a tea party!

Please be a human being! These women are all your maids, ready for you to pick and choose, so what else do you want to do for tea? The most terrible thing is that each of these poems is more and more classic. How can she run the brothel business without being laughed to death by her peers if it spreads out in the future?