Eight men entered the small courtyard at the back, a unique courtyard.

Two coffee tables covered with red velvet.

Next to the coffee table, there are three stove bottles.

The curls of smoke rise, like orchids refreshing the heart and mind.

"Being able to enter this courtyard means that you have status, status, and are destined to be the oiran." Liu Yemei woman said with a smile, "The rules here are to put the treasures you own on this coffee table to show your taste."

A man took out a jade pendant and placed it on the coffee table.

The Liu Yemei woman slowly shook her head.

Another man took out a barrel that was more than a foot long, opened the lid, and took out an ancient splash-ink painting from inside.

The Liu Yemei woman nodded slightly.

The drunkard put the gold coins given by Li Xiaomu and his bamboo sword on the coffee table and was almost kicked out.
Chapter completed!