122: Ordinary flower gardener (1)
Probably because he felt that the good days of Party B Yunhe had passed for too long, and the system temporarily notified him that he was going on a business trip to another world.
Because of the continuous disclosure of the inside story of the existence of multiple "scientific" worlds, someone who was alerted by everyone was paralyzed at home, and said rogue: "I won't go, unless I'm allowed to bring the object."
[Yes. 】
The system agreed very succinctly, and then urged him to draw the card.
Party B, Yunhe, drew a very strange card.
Dual ID card.
[Character information:
Name: Party B Yunhe
Occupation: Flower Planter · Ordinary (durability 50/50) /? ? ? (You seem to have another hidden identity)
Age: 20 years old (a beautiful young man who refuses to rely on his face to eat) /? Years old (the age of the second identity seems to be different from the surface)
Inherent skills: Death Summoning, avatar doll, programming proficient (not in line with the current world technology level, temporarily sealed), Sin Song·Mother (incomplete)
Occupational skills: Planting (although The body is flowing with the blood of a flower planter, but it seems that you can't grow plants other than the flower of the other side)
? ? ?
Occupation scope: You have been entrusted to cultivate the cyan other flower in Yoshihara Yuguo Flower Street.
Special instructions: Please always pay attention to the flowers in the pots and meet their needs in time, otherwise terrible things will happen.
buff: seal (an unknown seal that makes you look like an ordinary person from the outside)]
He stared at the interface for a long time, feeling insulted.
He actually said that he can't grow plants other than the other side of the flower!
He is a little farmer! Green plant experts!
His rebuttal didn't get any response from the system, only a prompt box popped up for him indifferently.
[Would you take Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky from this world to another world? 】
It is definitely necessary.
They have already asked the other party's opinion, if you don't bring it, it will appear ghostly.
Before he could talk to the object, his eyes darkened and his eyes flashed, appearing in an unfamiliar environment.
It was really flowers in front of me, and the long sleeves of Ukiyo-e style on the red bottom shone with the brilliance of gold powder under the light.
It's what he's wearing.
Although there were only 0 and countless times in women's clothing, he never thought that he was just a flower gardener and needed to wear such gorgeous women's clothing.
And according to his posture, he was sitting on his knees and looking down, the woman in clogs in front of him might be his boss, and the other party's words quickly confirmed this.
"Heji, people are already waiting outside, if you refuse to receive guests again, no matter how good-looking you are, I will drive you out, and your potted flower... I will also smash it. "
The voice of the other party is charming and pretentious, formed by holding his throat for a long time, and there is no such thing as two pounds of fat powder.
Party B Yunhe didn't raise his head, just said, "I'll consider it."
"Don't think about it, hurry up and meet the guests with me first." The woman stretched out her arms that were thicker than his legs and vigorously pulled him up from the floor , but without success.
Yunhe then looked up at her reluctantly, the thick lead powder made the facial features squeezed by the fat appear smaller and cramped, the dark two-pointed eyebrows and the red lips, making him feel that this kind of makeup can spread is simply an aesthetic deformity .
Although the momentum is very fierce, it seems to have the right to control the fate of others, so it looks arrogant and ugly.
He lowered his eyes and asked, "I haven't asked about the guest's situation."
He talked so much nonsense with this person, mainly because he had a bad premonition.
The system said that Dosi was nearby, and the other party was probably also a staff member or a guest here.
The old bustard: "I heard that it is a foreign businessman. It's not as good as a local businessman. If something goes wrong, my face will not be saved."
Party B Yunhe: "..."
Sure enough, the worst guess is always easy to come true.
Tosi was sitting in the reception room, opposite a geisha playing a fashionable piece of music. Judging from the decoration and music, it was the style of Yoshihara nearly a hundred years ago.
The boss of Yunhe simply gave him the identity of a Russian businessman and the money he needed to meet the "Oiran", and let him figure out the rest.
He didn't need to think too much to guess that the oiran was Yunhe.
The apricot-colored door was opened, and a middle-aged woman walked in first, and said in his direction flatteringly: "Fei... "
Someone walked in dragging his skirt, his steps were not as delicate as a lady's. Across the glazed bead curtain, you could see straight and slender legs looming in the bright clothes.
The other party did not wear a foot bag or clogs, and walked barefoot on the ground, but quietly, showing the dexterity of a cat and the whiteness of jade.
This distinctive "Oiran", even without makeup, has a beauty that far surpasses others.
It is an existence that can be sold for a high price just as a collection.
In the sight of the maid, the guest said with admiration: "Very beautiful."
Yun He stood awkwardly on the spot, slowly realizing that his situation with the other party at the moment was not a simple meeting of lovers, but a guest. and picked tricks.
Make it difficult for him to approach each other calmly.
It was interesting to Dosi that he seemed particularly shy and embarrassed in this regard.
After habitually teasing the other party, he politely asked, "Can I be alone with this... Crane Ji?"
The ostentation of the oiran is very big. When you go out, you will bring more than 20 people, and there will be various service staff to entertain the guests (for example, the geisha who is playing at the moment will be included in the appearance fee of the oiran).
The old man was a little embarrassed when he heard this.
According to the rules, unless you are a dignitary, you can't sleep with the oiran the first two times. You can only drink tea, smoke, chat and enjoy performances at a big price. It is impossible to be alone for the first time.
And she was also very afraid that this undisciplined ancestor would hurt the guests and cause trouble.
Party B Yunhe recovered from the embarrassment, didn't bother to talk to this person, summoned his own trumpet, and a set of controls drove them all out.
Then he sat next to Dosi and said with a headache: "It's none of my business, and the identity the system assigned me is not an oiran. I don't know why this happened."
In order to prove his innocence, he shared with the other party his Know the information, and then complain: "I can't just stay in the flower street because I want to plant flowers, right?"
Tuosi: "I think the phrase 'to meet its needs in time' in the prompt is very important, so what about your flowerpot?"
Someone who had a big heart and who had not yet entered the role coughed and stood up to look for it, but he stepped on the hem of his clothes and fell into Dosi's arms.
There was no outsider, and the subject didn't say anything strange, so Yunhe gave him a very generous kiss, then fought with the clothes outside for a long time and finally took it off. During this period, Dosi's eyes gradually became strange, and he didn't feel anything at all. After taking it off, he stood up, took off the clothes on the trumpet and put it on his body and ran.
Tuosi: "..."
Okay, it turns out that there is no wrong frequency.
Party B Yunhe returned to the room just now and searched for a long time, only to find a few flowerpots with dead plants. The soil color was very black, not the fertile black of black soil, but the kind of black that was like poison.
He urged the system: Don't you want me to grow flowers? What about flowers?
The system does not seem to have much control over the world, the reply is much slower than before, and the operation is not very smooth (it may also be because of its special identity, it is communicating with some kind of existence).
[At the madam's place, wait for me, I will send you some memories of this identity immediately. ]
The traces of this identity's activity started a month ago.
The story is that a beautiful young man woke up one day and found that he couldn't recall the past. A person who could not see his face gave him a pot of unsprouted other's flowers, and asked him to cultivate the cyan other's flowers, otherwise he would eat him.
For the sake of his life and livelihood, he agreed.
Then he found that he could have a simple communication with the potted flower, and the flower would make all kinds of requests. If it was not satisfied, someone around him would disappear mysteriously.
He told the boss about this, and the other party asked him to meet every request of Hua at all costs.
The latest requirement is to "stay in a place with many beautiful women", so "he" disguised as a woman came to Japan's largest gold-selling cave at this time, Yoshihara visited Guohua Street, and found a deserted store to stay.
Men disguise themselves as women in order not to be caught by those overly enthusiastic wandering girls.
But the maid here saw that he was good-looking, and after he fell asleep, he stole the money and flower pots given to him by the boss, and forced him to be the oiran here.
He didn't dare to tell the boss about it, so he dragged it on.
Yunhe: "...This identity is ooc."
[Where there are many beauties, isn't the flower street in your mind? Between being taken advantage of by men and being envied by women, which would you choose? Did you not drag the manuscript because you accidentally deleted it but dare not tell others? 】
The system's soul questioning silenced him, whispering forcefully: "Your AI synthesis plot should be updated in real time."
He is no longer the humble migrant worker he used to be! If the boss goes too far, he will really hit the boss!
Your own problem is to deceive and procrastinate.
He ran to the prostitute again and asked him where he put the flower pot.
The old bustard replied in a daze: "It was sold."
She had no intention of letting go of the "Crane Princess", a cash cow, so she sold it to others at will.
Yunhe: "...Who did you sell it to?"
"There are words in the colorful eyes, and the white hair looks like blood has been poured on it. A man dressed in religion."
After listening to this description, Party B Yunhe was thinking about this. Could it be the legendary protagonist who can buy the incomplete version of the peerless treasure while walking along the road?