I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 20

　　 Zhouyi immediately understood what Zhang Cheng said about the benefits of things.

　　 also solved the doubts, all of my colleagues have real estate in Beijing, and they are very generous when going out to spend.

　　 only depends on monthly salary, Zhang Cheng can't even enter the door of Chunfeng Tower.

　　Pills.

　　Even the lowest-level essence pill is of great value.

　　 Yesterday, he went around in Beijing. Among them, there were pharmacies selling pill. The quality of the eleventh pill was not enough, and the price was dozens of taels.

　　 Zhang Cheng said: "I will introduce you to a businessman who specializes in buying waste pills and inferior meat. You can use it yourself, and don't sell it at will."

　　Zhou Yi immediately understood that the businessman probably had a deep background, otherwise he would not be able to handle the property business.

　　 "Is it okay to do this?"

　　 Privately reselled the imperial elixir from the imperial court. After the incident, it was estimated that all of them could not escape.

　　 Zhouyi doesn't care about the pill, but he can't discard the demon-slashing Sibao land. How dangerous it is to kill the demon with his own hands!

　　 Of course, Zhou Yi is very confident about his own strength.

　　 Even if it is not invincible, it is definitely the strongest handful.

　　 just doesn't want to be public, or rather obscure, and not a fool.

　　 Demons and ghosts are not fools. If you can't beat you, you can run, gang fights, sneak attacks, traps, poisons, curses...

　　 There is only one line of life and death, and it is never a strong person who can run wild.

　　 "It is inevitable that the staff handled the demon materials accidentally damaged. The alchemy room makes alchemy, and it is normal to have a few waste pills in each furnace."

　　 Zhang Cheng said: "Let's use waste!"

　　 Zhou Yi wondered: "Why don't you just sell it, and pay more?"

　　 There are hundreds of small staff in the Department of Materials, and the monthly pill is worth huge.

　　 Shangguan can handle it by himself, and send more money to the staff, but there is no objection to think about it.

　　 "Sending it to us is to dispose of waste, and selling it for money is bribery and ruin."

　　 Zhang Cheng glanced at Zhou Yi and said seriously: "There are so many things in this, you Xiaoxiaomi, just follow the crowd."

　　 "Thank you for your advice."

　　 Zhouyi still had doubts in his mind. Seeing that Zhang Cheng had no Tan Xing, he immediately changed the subject.

　　 "I received a lot of help from adults a few days ago. I asked the adults to accept this pill as a gift."

　　 "Your kid learns fast, so he began to bribe Shangguan, Zhang Zhang, the last thing I lack is money."

　　 Zhang Cheng said no, but he took the porcelain vase happily, and his old face was full of pleats.

　　 "If you are an adult or not, you can call me Lao Zhang from now on."

　　 "Walk around, sent a salary, take you to the Chunfeng Tower to see and see!"

　　 Chunfeng Building.

　　The legendary brothel.

　　Most of men's yearning for ancient times comes from this.

　　 is located in the busiest Yirenfang in Nancheng. Before the evening, there are already a lot of guests coming in and out.

　　 Zhang Cheng is obviously a regular customer. He was dragged by a few women when he came in and went straight to the second floor.

　　 "The money spent by Xiao Zhou is credited to my account!"

　　 Fortunately, Zhang Cheng did not completely forget the Zhouyi, otherwise he ate Bawang Chicken and would not know whether he could use the meat strips to pay for it.

　　 Chunfeng Building is three stories high and adopts a very fashionable hollow style, very much like a modern shopping mall.

　　 singing and dancing performances on the first floor, second and third floors for guests to rest and sleep.

　　 Zhouyi strolled around, except for the beautiful girl, good figure, good temperament, nothing new.

　　 looked for a corner with no one, ordered a few dishes, ordered a pot of wine, and watched the quiet dancing on the stage.

　　 Listening to the surrounding guests boasting, Zhou Yi probably understood the routine of the Chunfeng Tower. The Qing dynasty, who is still dancing and singing, is a performer but not a self-selling.

　　 When the reputation has accumulated to a certain level, he will invite high-ranking officials to bid, and then it will be the turn of the general wealthy businessmen, and then become a woman on the second and third floors.

　　 "How come this process sounds familiar?"

　　 One by one, the Qing dynasty took turns to perform on stage, and scholars wrote poems on the spot, praised their beauty and expressed their admiration, which attracted waves of applause.

　　 Come and go, just those few words, fairy in the sky, stunning in the world, I don't know if it's the entrustment to raise the price.

　　 Until Shishi.

　　 Zhouyi couldn't wait for Zhang Cheng to go downstairs. He was indeed a high-ranking man, and he was not tired for more than three hours.

　　 was about to get up and leave, suddenly there was a warm cheer in the hall.

　　 "Oiran!"

　　 "Moon Moon Girl!"

　　 "The gentleman is good..."

　　 Accompanied by cheers, a figure fell from the sky, and flew around with the previously hung Cai Ling, which caused even higher cheers.

　　 "This big job...it's too messy!"

　　 Zhouyi's eyes flickered, and the oiran dancing in the sky was a white fox.

　　 The strength of the white fox is about the third grade, but the illusion technique is extremely exquisite.

After the appearance of 　　Oiran, the atmosphere reached a climax, and many gorgeously dressed boys were jealous and competing for rewards.

　　 Flattering poems are obviously on the next level. Poor scholars and money can't compete with the children of the family, so they fight back from the literary talents.

　　 It is mostly written in the book that Oiran admires the talent of scholars. Not only does he fall close to his body, he also offers gold and silver to support his studies. As for the title on the gold list, abandoning your wife and abandoning your child, you don't need to care about a few trivial things.

　　 Zhou Yi shook the jug, there was no drop of it, and was about to send someone over.

　　 "The oiran is in front of him, but the son is only drinking and doesn't understand elegance."

　　 The voice was crisp and sweet, Zhou Yi turned his head and saw a young man slowly approaching.

　　 At this time, all the guests are full of enthusiasm, and they can't wait to jump on the stage, no different from the crazy star chasers in the previous life.

　　 Zhouyi sits alone in the corner drinking alcohol, but it stands out.

　　 Carefully observe the incoming person, his appearance is handsome, his clothes are luxurious, but his throat is too flat and his chest muscles are too developed.

　　 "Xiaosheng's surname is Wang Minghao, and he happens to be alone. It's better to make a table together."

　　 "Brother Wang, please, in the next week, there will be a rough one."

　　 Zhouyi suddenly understood why ancient women disguised themselves as men, and everyone was blind and couldn't recognize them.

　　 The beautiful and beautiful young lady accompanies you to drink, who would not want to break it up?

　　 Wang Hao ordered two pots of wine, the best jade pot ice, pretending to be familiar with Zhou Yi.

　　 "Oiran Mingyueyan is famous in Kyoto, brother Zhou can not be charmed by him, he is a true gentleman!"

　　 "This is nothing. If you see too much, you will be immune."

　　 Zhouyi said meaningfully: "I work for the Demon Slayer Division. Those foxes, snakes, spirits, and white fairies are no worse than the one on stage."

　　 Wang Hao looked surprised: "It turns out that this is the master of the Demon Slayer, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

　　 It is a pity that the performance level is not good enough, Zhou Yi slowly put away the waist card in the corner of the table, lest Wang Hao be embarrassed.

　　Wang Hao glanced at the dancing oiran, and sighed: "Some people see too many ghosts and are still addicted to beauty. What special skills does Zhou Gongzi have?"

　　 Zhou Yi followed her gaze. Below the stage, a young man in blue shirt with extraordinary temperament was in the front row, waving a few words to paint.

　　 Judging from the perspective of not knowing the art of painting, young people's painting skills can be called brilliant.

　　 "I ask you, is this oiran's **** smelly?"

"Forehead?"

　　Wang Hao's eyes lit up, Lanhuazhi smiled lightly: "This oiran probably doesn't shit, but he's good at stinky farts, especially stinky!"

　　 It's not the first time I have seen a young lady disguised as a man. She looks pretty, and Zhou Yi will definitely kill the fake mother.

　　 "That's all right, the oiran also farts, how can people be addicted!"

　　 "Haha, Brother Zhou, wait a minute, I will come as soon as I go."

　　 Wang Hao has a light figure, shuttles through the crowd, and said a few words in the ear of the blue shirt youth.

　　 The face of the young man in blue shirt turned dark, and when he looked at the vividly painted pictures of beautiful women, there was no sense of beauty anymore.

　　 "Insult to gentleman!"

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