Datang started from being a salted fish

Chapter 260

"Water?" Wang Yin was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Cheng Lingxue: "Why didn't you tell me such a fun thing?"

"I...I forgot." Cheng Lingxue lowered her head and looked at her feet in embarrassment.

Cheng Lingxue thought: Why should I tell you this kind of thing, the vixens in it are more powerful than each other, how can I beat them. . .

"Let's go, join in the fun!" Wang Yin didn't bother about what Cheng Lingxue didn't tell him, and just snapped his fingers and led a few people towards the competition site.

It was only when they got close that they saw that the competition venue was three large flower boats docked on the shore. There were a few tables and boxes on the table, and a few servants were sitting in front of the table with paper and pens.A large group of people stood on the shore and looked at the flower boat in front, some with calm expressions, and some with excited faces.

Wang Yin took a rough look and found that they were basically a group of sons-in-law or businessmen.

But there are a few special ones.

For example, a few middle-aged people Wang Yin felt a little familiar, and after thinking for a while, he remembered that they were officials under Li Shimin's hands, but the official position was not big, and Wang Yin didn't remember the name.

And those women over there dressed up as men. . .

I said girl, are you pretending to be a man?I'm almost catching up with the balloon, are you blind when the crowd? . .

Unfortunately, what Wang Yin didn't know was that they didn't pretend to be men, they just wore men's clothes openly. After all, it was a normal social phenomenon for women to wear men's clothes in the Tang Dynasty.

"Look, Shuyao is here!" At this time, someone shouted from the crowd, Wang Yin looked intently and saw a woman in black fur on the flower boat in the middle walking slowly from the cabin with a pipa in her arms. come out.

"Shuyao, you are the best!"

"Shuyao, we support you!"

"Shuyao..."

. . . . . .

Immediately there was a burst of cheering and shouting from the crowd, and Wang Yin was overjoyed when he saw this: Good guy, it's just like an ancient star chasing scene?
"Shuyao thanked everyone for their love," the woman bowed to everyone, "Next, Shuyao will play "Du Yuxuan" for everyone."

Immediately, the woman sat at the table in the bow of the boat and played the pipa with her arms in her arms.

"You look pretty good, little girl." After the girl finished playing, Wang Yin commented pertinently.

Speaking of which, he can only comment on the appearance, and as for the content of playing, Wang Yin can't hear good or bad at all, it's not bad anyway.

"What my dear friend said..." Shen Jingbing was about to agree with Wang Yin, when he suddenly realized that Cui Ying was still beside him, he even coughed: "Ahem, actually it's just like that..."

Wang Yin was chatting here, while a few people came out from the surrounding crowd, ran to the recording boy, took out some money and put it on the table. Seeing this, the boy took out some colored money printed with flower patterns from the box next to him. The sign was counted and handed over to the man.

After the man got the sign, he rushed to the bamboo basket beside the desk. Wang Yin glanced to see that there was a wooden board on the basket with Shuyao's name engraved on it.

"So that's how it was played." Wang Yin immediately understood: Is co-authoring a vote?It's just that the ticket is bought with money.

It seems that this so-called oiran competition is nothing more than to see who has more patrons or whose patrons are richer.

It's right to think about it, after all, people's work performance is directly linked to money, so there is nothing wrong with doing so. . . . . .

After the woman finished playing, she bowed to everyone again, and then went down holding the pipa.Not long after, a dead woman came out again from the boat next door, and it was still the same procedure as before.

The old bustards of the three brothels stand at the bow of the boat and take care of the active atmosphere in the middle, or stimulate the consumption desire of the patrons when their own girls appear on the stage.

Maybe it was too late when Wang Yin and the others came, and the competition had already reached the final stage.

Currently the most popular ones are a green woman named 'Mengxuan' and a black-clothed woman named 'Miaomiao' from the other two brothels.

In Wang Yin's view, these two people still have two skills.

Among them, Mengxuan played the guzheng so proficiently that even people like Wang Yin, who didn't understand it, thought it sounded inexplicably good. Even when she played, many people in the crowd just closed their eyes and shook their heads there. A look of extreme intoxication.

The one named Miaomiao is not bad either. She dances like a dancing butterfly.

Of course, if it's just this, it's not enough to make her such a high popularity, but it can't hold her back!

Wearing a translucent gauze dress in winter, dancing there, from time to time, he would wink at the crowd at the desk or 'walk away' or something, and the eyes of a group of old men almost fell to the ground . . .

Wang Yin had to sigh: Miss, you really paid for your performance. . .

"Lingxue, what are you doing?" Wang Yin was admiring, and Cheng Lingxue directly covered his eyes with her hand.

"Brother Yin, you are not allowed to watch..." Cheng Lingxue said with a blushing face.

"He dances pretty well, why aren't you allowed to watch it?" Wang Yin gestured to push Cheng Lingxue's hand away.

"Anyway, if you are not allowed to see, you are not allowed to see." Cheng Lingxue covered her tightly when she saw this.

"What's the matter..." Wang Yin sighed helplessly.

Fortunately, the dance did not last long. The girl was probably too cold. After the dance, she bowed to everyone and left quickly.

A lot of people rushed out of the crowd to vote for Miaomiao, Wang Yin glanced at it: My good fellow, there are obviously more people this time, it seems that Mengxuan is really dead.

Seeing that the vixen went down, Cheng Lingxue let go of his hands, and muttered in a low voice: "Hmph, what's so interesting..."

"Girl, it's your fault. She is very dedicated." Wang Yin put forward a different point of view.

"Anyway, it's not pretty." Cheng Lingxue gave Wang Yin a big white eye.

During the conversation, the last woman came out from the flower boat in Yixianju, Wang Yin was delighted when he saw it: Hehe, are you still an acquaintance?Isn't this the one who flicked fireworks to himself before?Didn't expect it to be a top card?It seems that the old bustard was quite kind back then. . .

It's a pity that what Wang Yin didn't know was that she wasn't really the top card in Yixianju before, but the previous top card was redeemed by a wealthy businessman, and it was her turn to take the top spot.

"The piece I'm going to play next is called "Fireworks Are Cold." The woman said after saluting to everyone.

""Fireworks Are Cold"? Haven't you heard of it?"

"Could it be a newly released song?"

"I don't know. The name sounds weird. What are fireworks?"

. . . . . .

Hearing what the woman said, the crowd of onlookers suddenly started talking.

(End of this chapter)