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Chapter 1405 The wind starts from Yangcheng

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    "Human suffering is all kinds of strange, ranging from unfilial children to new shoes pinching feet, there are many different kinds of pain.

    But human happiness is very similar, and it just keeps the same over and over again.  For men, 80% of them are concentrated on that point, but the way to achieve it is different.

    To the nobles, it is three wives, four concubines and twenty-five women, and it is a grand feast between the sea and the sky on Jin'aozhou.  For the poor scholar, it was "sitting alone in the study making guns by hand"; for the businessmen and sailors living in Guangzhou, it was the painted boats with colorful lanterns and flower boats filled with flowers in the White Goose Pond.

    Of the two types of prostitute boats moored on the long embankment to entertain guests, the former had wealthy businessmen as its patrons and was monopolized by Han prostitutes.  The latter provides services to ordinary sailors and travelers, which is cheaper.  The main source of boat prostitutes is women from the Dan family.

    The Dan people were untouchables. They could not live ashore, marry Han people, and were not qualified to study.  He could only spend his whole life on the ship.  Unless the Dan people take desperate risks and engage in activities like licking blood with knives, they can only make a living by fishing and running boats. They are often exploited and bullied by the Han people, and their lives are very difficult.  Therefore, in order to support their families, many girls from the Dan family have to spend their time doing nothing and become a flower girl who can do everything they can for others.

    Prostitutes only support themselves, but Hua Niang has to support the whole family. Naturally, they are not as picky as Han prostitutes. They won't accept foreign barbarians, won't accept those who don't bathe, and won't accept those who don't look right They won't refuse anyone who comes, and they are prostitutes.  The qualifications are so high that they are welcomed by the depressed sailors.  So in the end, the flower boat was exclusively owned by the women of the Dan family.

    The Canton Fair held twice a year is the most prosperous time for the flower boat business.  At this time, Fo Langji's merchant ship sailed from Macau to Baietan for trading. Although the red-haired ghost on the ship could not enter Guangzhou City, he disembarked and moved around on the Baietan Pier without anyone taking care of it.

    ???????????It is easy for these hungry ghosts to get the opportunity to act in the heavenly kingdom, so of course they must have fun with whoring.  However, they are dirty, smelly, ugly and hairy, and even if they are super doubled, they cannot get on the boat.

    ¡°It¡¯s not just that the girls are particular about it, the main thing is to let the benefactors know that after they pick up the red-haired ghost, their value will plummet immediately and they will no longer patronize it. It¡¯s really not worth the loss.

    As time went by, the red-haired ghost learned the lesson well, so when he got off the boat, he went straight to the small boats with square heads and flowers on them, instead of bumping into the carved boats.

    At this time, it was late at night, silk and bamboo had taken their early rest, red lights were still strung on the long embankment, and obscene sounds continued.

    One of the flower boats, which was particularly noisy, was divided into five cabins, front and rear, and the last one was a kitchen for guests to eat.

    In the kitchen, a dark-faced young man squatted barefoot by the charcoal stove. Hearing the screams of the woman in front of him, he was in a daze, his eyes turned red by the fire.

    There were two men sitting cross-legged on the floor next to them, also barefoot and with black faces. The leader reminded him: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? The pot is almost dry!"

    "Oh" The young man came to his senses and hurriedly moved the casserole away from the stove.  Immediately, he placed it heavily on the chopping board and said angrily: "Damn it, the red-haired ghost is my wife that day, and I have to make Tingzi porridge for him! What's going on!"

    "Who made us a gangster?" Another man sneered: "We are born low. Not only you, your son also has such a fate!"

    "Throw it away!" The young man's forehead was throbbing with veins. He glanced at the baby sleeping in the hanging basket and covered his face helplessly.

    "Do you want to change your life?" The leader of the Dan people patted him on the shoulder and took out a cardboard box from his arms, with two big red characters "Victory" printed on it.  He took out two thin tubes rolled with white paper from the carton and lit them on the stove.  He held one in his mouth, and then handed one to the young man.

    With the encouragement of the other party, the young man took a puff of a cigarette and immediately started coughing violently.  "Mother Diurei, what is this?"

    "Cigarettes are the red-haired ghosts' Tamba wild rice, but they only know how to chew them raw." The villager said quite proudly: "How can there be any civilization that cuts it into shreds, rolls it up and smokes it?"

    "Oh" The young man took another breath, but it was still very choking. The strange feeling made him feel less depressed.

    The villager asked the young man:  "You haven't answered yet?"

    "Of course I do, I've never dreamed of it!" the young man said through gritted teeth, and then became slumped again.  "But can we change our miserable lives for the rest of our lives?"

    "Yes!" The Danmin nodded heavily and said, "As long as you do what I say, you will definitely be able to!"

    "Not only can it change your family, but it can also change the fate of all Lianjiang boat people!" Another man also encouraged from the side: "Brother, do you want to be a pariah for the rest of your life, or do you want to make a decision for yourself and future generations?  "

    "Do it! You must give it a try!" Young people are easy to be impulsive, and their heads will get hot when they are incited. They didn't even ask who is so stupid that they can actually change the bastard.?!  Lin Hongzhong stared at the surging crowd on the street, feeling that things were not that simple. "Tell them, whoever can help me settle this matter, I will offer you 10,000 no, 20,000 taels of silver!"  "

    "Okay." The old shopkeeper responded and hurried down.

    Lin Hongzhong was like an ant on a hot pot, anxiously waiting for the government to come to the rescue.  However, after waiting and waiting, the official mission has not yet arrived. The unscrupulous people who besieged the business building became more and more arrogant. I don¡¯t know who took the lead. They began to use bricks and stones to attack the expensive rosewood lattice windows of the business building.  Throw it up.  He also soaked the ends of rags in oil, tied them to a piece of wood, set them on fire, and threw them into the business building through the broken window.

    "Master, please retreat quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late." Several guards held him up and ran downstairs.

    "Let me go, I'm not going anywhere!" Lin Hongzhong struggled and yelled.  "I don't believe it, there is no king's law in this city of Guangzhou!"

    "It's on fire!" The panicked shouts of the waiters and dealers drowned out his voice.

    The guards couldn¡¯t help but carried him downstairs and into the backyard study.

    They took Lin Hongzhong and his concubine from the secret passage in the study to a private house on the back street.

    When the two of them changed into cloth clothes and hairpin skirts and came out on the street, they saw that the sandalwood plaque of ¡®Wuyang Trading Hall¡¯ had already caught fire

    The streets are full of sandalwood, which makes people want to make a pot of tea.

    ps. Today is the weekend, so there will be only one update.  I¡¯ll get up early tomorrow to write, and strive for three updates!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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