Silk Street, a place where all people in King's landing city can have their own desires. No matter whether their sexual orientation is gay or heterosexual, they can find their own happiness here.
Because from the moment you set foot on this street, you will be immediately attracted by the white thighs, sexy back and almost transparent tulle clothes.
Some even don't mind being watched by passers-by. They offer a passionate play directly next to the window on the second floor. The loud screams and groans can be heard clearly from dozens of meters away.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhang Cheng couldn't believe that a world equivalent to the background of the middle ages has such an open concept of sex. He can enjoy the rest of his body without fear of legal sanctions by paying a copper whoring tax every time.
What surprised him even more was that those "interesting clothes" with quite avant-garde design could not only properly reflect the hazy temptation, but also perfectly explain the theory that covering some key parts could stimulate interest far more than naked.
Of course, these are only scenes that can be seen in high-end brothels, while those low-end brothels can only see poor girls in patched linen robes.
In order to attract guests, they don't hesitate to pull the neckline very low and show a fairly full chest. Most of the guests are mercenaries, small businessmen, Poor Knights, guards and so on.
Billy glanced over the most beautiful women with greedy eyes and walked towards the largest and most decorated brothel on the street.
When he had just crossed the threshold, a blonde in a pink gauze skirt greeted him and greeted him with a smile: "good afternoon, two adults, what do you need? A beautiful young girl or a handsome guy?"
"Hey, hey, although I want to answer that I want a beauty like you, it's a pity that the protagonist today is not me, but the gentleman around me." the fat man deliberately moved forward, put one of the salted pig hands on the other's upturned hips, and whispered in his ear: "we want to exchange a lot of gold..."
"Oh? How much is a large sum?" the woman did not care whether she was taken advantage of, but turned her attention to "business".
"At least 1500 golden dragons! The exact number will not be known until the adult evaluates it."
Seeing that the other party did not resist, the dead fat man had more courage, and his right hand even began to slide down along the gully, blatantly invading the most sensitive part of the lower body.
"Fifteen hundred golden dragons?" the woman subconsciously turned her eyes to the honesty without saying a word. Her face showed hard to hide surprise. She followed quietly to avoid Billy's further exploration, stepped back a little and said, "come with me. The adult is just upstairs."
Looking at her attractive criminal figure, the fat man licked his lips with regret: "Damn it! It's almost! When I make a lot of money, I must pack her for fun for the first half of a month."
"The charge here is very expensive?" Zhang Cheng asked with great interest, touching his chin.
"It's more than expensive! It's outrageous! You know what? Buying a 15-year-old girl in the old town for her first night is enough to play a golden dragon, but ordering a girl here requires more than two golden dragons. I've worked hard for several months to play a night." bill whispered with his mouth tilted.
Just as they were talking, the blonde prostitute quickly walked through the stairs and corridor, took them to a very quiet room and bowed to the man sitting in the chair: "Lord bellish, these two people said they had a business of more than 1500 golden dragons to talk to you."
"OK, I see." the man nodded gently.
He looked very short, with a pinch of pointed beard. He was obviously not young. He had a lot of white hair on his temples. Although he had a polite smile on his mouth, his gray green eyes showed a sharp light like a falcon.
Although he only met for the first time, Zhang Cheng instantly recognized the biggest conspirator and careerist in the whole story of the song of ice and fire. At the same time, he was also one of the best players in the power game, "little finger" pettil berrishi.
After all, his facial features are so obvious, coupled with this brothel, it's not too difficult to guess.
The blonde prostitute didn't mean to talk more nonsense. After bending her knees again, she immediately turned away from the room and brought it to the door.
When the sound of her footsteps faded away, bellish made a gesture of invitation: "don't stand silly. Please sit down. Do you need some wine?"
"No, thanks. I hope to keep a clear head when talking about business." Zhang Cheng took the initiative before the fat man.
Perhaps at present, many people mistakenly believe that "little finger" is still a small role that is harmless to humans and animals and can not pose a threat to anyone, but he is very clear that the conspiracy master has personally planned the death of the former Prime Minister and began to provoke the hatred of the two huge forces of "Lion" and "wolf".
I don't know how to die if I don't have the spirit to deal with such a guy and I'm sold.
"Ah, well said, few people realize the disadvantages of excessive drinking. It seems that you are a smart man who knows restraint. But I'm a little curious. You don't seem to be a resident of the seven kingdoms. Are you a free-trade city-state on the other side of the sea?"
After only three or two words, bellich began to test the details of Zhang Cheng.
"It doesn't matter where I come from. What matters is how much benefit I can bring, doesn't it?" said Zhang Cheng, opening his travel bag and putting pieces of yellow and Orange gold ingots on the table.
Bellish's eyes lit up slightly, smiled and echoed, "yes! With these gold, I promise that even those noble lords who are high above will not shut you out."
"So what's your price?" Zhang Cheng obviously didn't intend to continue playing this little game of mutual temptation and chose to go straight to the theme.
To be exact, before Robert and Duke ed, the "king of the green hat", died, he was not ready to make too much contact with the conspiracy master to save what he could be caught.
"Hehe, an impatient guest. It doesn't matter. I like your directness. I just counted that there are 30 gold bricks on the table. According to the weight and volume of each piece, I'll offer you the price of 1800 gold dragons. I don't know what you think?" bellich crossed his hands and offered a seemingly generous condition.
As the finance minister of the royal family, he knows very well how many golden dragons can be forged after all the gold nuggets in front of him are melted, and how many benefits he can get from it