Chapter 1932: Soil buns

In his way, Lao Liu told Bai Li that he was not the one!

Of course, this way is to grab Baili's hair and then beaten...

Bai Li expressed extreme dissatisfaction with this, but in exchange for another brutal attack by the old Liu, Bai Li could only choose to compromise.

From the bottom of my heart, I was very disdainful of choosing Oiran.

In this little Yanyang city, what kind of oiran can choose from the little Yanzilou? Isn’t the oiran of Goddu’s most famous brothel like that?

There are so many beauties in Baili! There are also a lot of moles, so Baili really doesn't care about these firework girls.

But Baili doesn't care doesn't mean that others don't care. Look at the men gearing up around them, Baili knows that they are no longer brains, but are now!

"Lao Liu, you won't compare poems to others for a while, right? Do you need my help?" Although I have no literary talent, I am a compulsory educated person at any rate. Those poems that should be memorized to me Well, if you really write verses to the pair, maybe you can really do it!

Isn't the numerous transversalists who can be regarded as the guests as long as they write out when the Mingyue asked Qingtian?

Do you think the oiran will be tempted if you do it once by yourself? There will be no problem in sending Lao Liu up to the spring breeze at that time!

"Go away! Who said you want those! You don't know what Nafu!" Lao Liu once again used some technical terms that Bai Li could not understand at all to show the fact that he must have been to Yanzilou!

"What is Nafu?"

"It means that anyone who comes today can prepare a gift to give it, and the oiran will choose the same among all the gifts. The owner of this gift is the person who was selected today!"

"Damn! This is called Nafu?" Bai Li was speechless for a moment! Does this Nima still have more money than anyone else?

If you put it in the past, you can get a colorful spirit crystal the size of a door and smash it out, let alone the oiran, the old bust can be nice to him!

"You know what a shit, money may not be tempting to Oiran! Hurry up, it will start in a while, and prepare your gift quickly!"

"I don't plan to go in..."

"Don't make it as if you can get in, you can't get in even if you are prepared..." Lao Liu's eyes were mocking.

If it were replaced by the old words, Bai Li would dare to bet with him that he would get in.

But now? Being poor has no dignity, nor is it qualified to brag to others...

He tore off a piece of white cloth from his waist, Baili deliberately found a dirty place to tear it off, and used this as his gift!

"You..." Old Liu was speechless...

What makes Bai Li more assured is that although Lao Liu took out a hosta, he did not come with any money, and this hosta was supported by no more than a tael of silver, which made Bai Li feel at ease. , At least not going to starve to death because of the old worm's brain.

Nafu will start soon! Bai Li even knows that this oiran is called Qianmo before even seeing this product before giving it away. Who do you want to make sense?

But Bai Li soon understood, man...for that, I really can pay a lot of money!

"A pair of Xu Gongzi nafu blood coral..."

"Master Zhao Nafu Wannian Xueshuang a box..."

"A pair of Ma Gongzi Nafu white jade bracelets..."

"Liu Gongzi is satisfied..."

A prodigal thing that is fortune was pronounced in the crowd by the old bustard in a very angry voice, and every prodigal who was read was a gift from Lao Tzu and turned around. Hold fists.

It looks like showing off.

Of course, in addition to these prodigal sons, there are people who gave more ordinary gifts.

For example, **** sent a volume of calligraphy and painting, and **** sent a copy of ancient books.

The old-liu hosta was naturally pronounced!

But when the old bust took people to Baili's side, when Baili threw a dirty rag on the silver plate, the whole world was quiet!

For a moment, everyone looked at Bai Li with an expression that this product was coming to hit the place, making Bai Li very doubtful that the old bustard would jump out from behind with a wave of his hand, and a group of big men beat him to death.

The old bust looked at Baili for a long time with an evil expression that my old lady believed in you, but finally he spoke!

"A piece of rag from the soil bun!"

"boom……"

Following the export of the three-character soil bun, the audience was in an uproar, and countless people leaned forward with laughter and joined, the soil bun! There is really no problem with these three words describing the current Baili.

Take a look at the current Baili, a thick cotton robe with a slightly tattered shirt, and then a mess of white hair that is not even taken care of, plus Baili's hands are inserted into the sleeves of each other. The look inside is really a real bun.

Facing the ridicule around him, Bai Li didn't feel any movement, and even didn't care about the insults of the proprietress because these were not important to Baili.

Lao Liu leaned forward and closed with a smile, but in the laughter, he looked at Baili's eyes with a little more appreciation, but his eyes only flashed and disappeared.

Maybe even Bai Li didn't notice it. After a short journey, he had already undergone a very essential change. When he left Qingyun City, facing the obstacle, Bai Li seemed to be killing someone at the time. The anger was out of control. Bai Li felt terrified by his appearance.

But today, being ridiculed by so many people here, Bai Li can do it without being humiliated. This change is a kind of inner change.

Once upon a time, Baili was such a person. Whether you scold me or laugh at me, you laugh at you, I do mine, I am me, the most unique firework in the sky!

I don't know when, Baili started to care about the look in others' eyes, but now this way, Baili has returned to the former Baili. Although he has lost his power, Baili is getting closer and closer to himself!

White is wrapped in a thick padded jacket and doesn't care about the ridicule around me. Lao Tzu, who is even worse than this, has listened to it ten thousand times. How much less is it? You don't agree to bite me!

And what oiran, you like it, I don’t like it... You bite me...

The same thing was taken by the old bustard, but what I have to say is that Baili's rags can definitely win the most funny award.

The worst person who sent out Nafu here is a hosta like Lao Liu. The one who sent out a piece of rag like Bai Li is not Nafu anymore. This is a mockery at all.

The big reason why he was not killed on the spot is because today is the first snow festival.

But even so, all kinds of ridicule are naturally indispensable, and this ridicule is basically directed at Bai Li's naked personal attack...