"Duan Gui, please remember that I, Yan Qing, keep my word. I will cure your madness no matter what. I know you have no money, so I will pay for you to find a doctor."
The expression on Yan Qing's face changed continuously, from white to red, and then from red to black. When she was sure that Duan Gui might really be crazy, she sighed deeply.
"I told you not to be sentimental, I don't like you." Duan Gui turned to look at Zhao Xian and said, "Why are you still standing there, why don't you get into your pants quickly."
Zhao Xian's brother is the boss of this street. I can't even explain how violent he is. Anyway, residents of several nearby villages use Zhao Ba's name to scare their children.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to bully Duan Gui.
But in this situation, the only option is to drill——
No one thought that in the end, Zhao Xian, the little prince who was usually a street fighter, actually got into the crotch of the loser Duan Gui, and he did so without hesitation.
"Well, that's all for today. My fellow villagers, I'll take my leave."
Duan Gui was too lazy to say anything, kicked Zhao Xian aside, and walked away because he was going to be late for work, and Sister Chun, the madam of Yihongyuan, was not someone to be trifled with.
Fortunately, when he arrived at Yihongyuan, he happened to be open for business and was not late.
The work and rest time in a place like Yihongyuan has always been reversed. The girls finish their work at night and sleep during the day. When it gets completely dark the next day, they hang up the red lanterns and open the business.
Yihongyuan is located in Daningfang in Wannian County, Chang'an City. It is not a luxurious area, and it is only separated from Xingningfang where Duan Gui lives by a wall.
It is far away from the palace city, so the curfew is not so serious. Many brothels choose to settle in this area, which is a middle-to-lower red light district.
At this time, the lanterns were on and the crowds were quiet. The girls, all dressed in fancy clothes, stood at the door to greet and send them off, eating melon seeds and leaning against the door to smile.
The brothels of the Kang Dynasty were divided into four levels: the first was the building, the second was the courtyard, and the third was the class. Below the fourth level were all kinds of local prostitutes, secret doors and so on.
Yihongyuan is second-class, so it has no buildings, just a few courtyards.
"Uncle Zhong, you are up, Xiaoxiu, you are up too."
Sitting at the door of Yihongyuan was a blind old man, with a piece of black cloth covering his eyes. He was only a handful of bones. Standing next to him was a pretty girl, about fourteen or fifteen years old, who was still very young. There was a big shiny black braid on the back of her head. When she saw Duan Gui, she quickly came over and called her brother.
"Hey, Xiu'er, you've had dinner tonight, haven't you eaten yet? I still have a few copper coins here, take them to eat something."
The old blind man and the little girl are a pair of grandsons. The old blind man's name is Zhong Wannian. His son died on the battlefield and his daughter-in-law ran away with someone else. He took his granddaughter to make a living by singing in nightclubs. Selling oneself.
The two of them often had one meal before another, similar to Duan Gui's situation, so they often helped each other out.
"Brother, we have had enough to eat today. A customer just gave us some biscuits and said that he would let us go to Miss Qiluo's house to sing some songs later."
"Oh, okay, then you can save it and buy Uncle Zhong a bowl of tofu pudding tomorrow morning."
"elder brother--"
Zhong Xiuer's nose felt sour and she almost shed tears. In these bad years, no one except Duan Gui would bully them. Only from this brother Duan could she see a little sunshine.
But she also knew that it was not easy for Brother Duan himself, even more difficult than their grandfather and grandson. His father was really good at seeking death.
"Xiaogui, you have to remember that a bitch is ruthless and an actress has no meaning. You must remember that there are not many good women, and bad women are everywhere. You are too honest, so you should be more careful!"
At this time, Uncle Zhong recited his mantra again.
It is said that ever since his daughter-in-law took away his son's pension, he would say this to everyone he met: "Bitch is ruthless and the actor is meaningless."
But this time he obviously meant something.
"Uncle, I understand."
Duan Gui's face turned red. It seemed that his embarrassing incident had swept the entire Chang'an.
Uncle Zhong said again: "Hey, has anyone from the Canal Gang come to Chang'an recently? If you come, you must tell me and I will introduce you. I used to know the big shots of the Canal Gang."
"No, what are they doing here in Luoyang? There are no waterways in Chang'an."
Zhong Wannian has mentioned to Duan Gui more than 10,000 times, saying that he had been in the Canal Gang twenty years ago and knew many well-connected people. If there was a chance, he would introduce Duan Gui to it to save him from being trapped in the gang. In this ten thousand years county.
"Remember, no matter it's robbing families or whatever, as long as you survive, there are no clean people these days. Leftists are just gangsters eating gangsters. The Canal Gang is half black and half white. It's a place where you can live. You are in the Yamen There’s a lot of news in there, so be sure to pay attention.”
"Yes uncle, I understand."
At this time, I heard someone shouting in a high-pitched voice in the doorway: "Has any of you seen that damn boy Duan Gui? Is he not here?"
Zhong Xiuer's little face suddenly changed color: "Brother, it's Sister Chun who is looking for you. You should go in quickly, otherwise she will find excuses to deduct money again."
"okay."
Duan Gui knew that this Sister Chun loved money as much as her life, and was particularly harsh on the people below her. She always looked for opportunities to deduct money and was never soft-hearted, so he quickly strode in.
There was a clear and sweet sound from behind, the sound of Zhong Wannian playing the pipa.
"Brother, your coins."
"Here you go."
At this time, Sister Chun walked over with a dark face, and Duan Gui quickly smiled and said: "Sister Chun, I have been here for a long time, and I am standing at the door to help you greet the guests, hey."
"Who wants you to stand at the door? Hurry in and boil water for the guests."
"Yes Yes Yes."
Duan Gui's main responsibility in the brothel is to do odd jobs, such as chopping firewood and boiling water. Sometimes he also helps pour tea for the guests. He does not do other tasks.
For example, when he first came here, Sister Chun asked him to be responsible for "standing in the yard" and receiving guests. He said he couldn't do it, so he did menial work.
Duan Gui came to the kitchen and saw the chefs busy at work. These people were very popular in front of Sister Chun. They looked down on Duan Gui at all and did not look at him seriously.
Fortunately, Duan Gui was not under their control, and everyone had to do their own thing, otherwise they would definitely be angry. The kitchen was very hierarchical, which was why it was complicated, and he didn't want to have anything to do with it.
He saw a dark and thin middle-aged man squatting under the wall repairing tables, chairs and benches, and said hello.
"Uncle Liu."
Duan Gui is an honest person, but because he has been under the control of others since he was a child and was looked down upon by others, he is used to speaking based on other people's faces, so he is very polite to everyone.
When you see the younger ones, call them brother or sister, and when you see the older ones, call them uncle.
