Chapter 223: Nursery rhyme

Every beautiful man is clearly marked with the cost of each item.
Speak five hundred two, eat one thousand two, touch one thousand five hundred two, kiss two thousand two, want to share / degree / good / 宵, plus charges.
Of course, the fees charged by the three princes are also different. The price of Long Muzhen has tripled, and Long Yutian has made a 30% discount on the original price.
As soon as the news came out, it sensationalized the entire capital, from the 60-year-old woman to the six-year-old girl. As long as she was a woman, she was eager to try.
Even if these charges are simply sky-high for ordinary people, some of them want to witness the gods, or the little sisters who want to fly to the phoenix, prefer to sell iron, but also come here. .
"The price is fair, the virginity is not deceived, the child is married and dating, the credit is guaranteed!" Qian Duodu sat at the table and saw the queue of long dragons, screaming loudly.
Although these women have a doubtful attitude towards this blind date, they know that it is the three kings who hold this blind date. Everyone is tacitly thinking about whether or not they are under the banner of the royal family, which eliminates doubts and is bold. Teach the money to the blossoming of money.
Xiao Ruo was responsible for invoicing at the side, busy for a morning, stretched out, and looked at the appointment number of the hand.
"Miss, look at these lists, or the four kings are the most popular."
Qian Duodu glanced at the bill and counted the silver ticket in his hands.
No, it was a huge poster that she had painstakingly made. The smile of the dragon-like sky painted like a flower is handsome, and it is like a spring breeze, which can abandon the hearts of a group of girls.
However, it is Long Yutian who is more popular than Long Haotian.
why?
In addition to the tendency of some people to be abused, like this cold iceberg man, there is another important reason, that is, Long Yutian is asking for a cheap price...
As for the market of Long Muzhen, it is not very good. After all, the price has tripled. Few people can afford a few thousand dollars.
I can only sneak a slobber on the portrait on the poster.
This makes the money blossoming heart, inexplicably happy, more happy than the earned pot.
However, Qian Duodu is still not happy for a while. In front of him, there is a singer and aunt, and one shot is a silver ticket of six thousand two.
"Three kings, I want Long Mu, handsome guy... kiss..."
It’s already full of pleats, and it’s also a spoiled man who wants to kiss, and the goosebumps with money are falling out of the ground...
"Aunt, do you have a long life?"
The old lady had a bright red flower on her head. The wind/sang licked her hair and revealed a missing front tooth. She said, "I am still young, only 60 years old... since five years ago When Wang Kaixuan returned, he was deeply infatuated with the heroic God of War."
The eyes of the old lady's crow's feet are full of dreamy blurs: "I thought that year, the car of the car slowly passed by me, and a few drops of rain splashed on my floral skirt, and the king opened the curtain. I waved my hand slightly, and the feelings of my dead girl’s feelings burned again..."
Said, raised his hand and wiped the tears in his eyes, self grievance: "I am sorry, I am sorry for you again... my people are yours, the heart is on the king, the soul is in the palace, 魄If you go to the battlefield with the king, you have to forgive me..."