Before it gets completely dark, lanterns have been hung up in Chunyan Tower.
In brothels, the purpose of hanging lanterns is not just to illuminate, but to convey a message that we have started nightclub business.
Although brothels are open around the clock, matinee and nightclubs are completely different. If you don’t understand this truth, congratulations, it means you are very pure.
Although you can do a lot of things in a matinee, it is not as varied and free as a nightclub.
The most important thing is that if you go to a brothel during the day, you will most likely only find some middle- and low-end girls. A high-end girl will not receive you during the day.
Because high-end girls have status, it's okay to buy you a glass of wine and listen to music in broad daylight. If you really want to do something else, the price will drop if word spreads.
What do brothel girls fear most? The price dropped! This price drop is not a metaphor, the price dropped is really the price, the price of real gold and silver!
Moreover, the lanterns in brothels also have other wonderful uses, such as the four lanterns hanging at the main entrance of Chunyan Tower, with the characters on them being fire, cloud, water, and painting respectively.
This represents the four most popular girls in the building as of today, as unanimously voted by the customers.
And my mother repeatedly emphasized that the rankings are in no particular order.
At this time, several wealthy businessmen were fighting fiercely over these four red cards.
The fighting method is very simple. First fight for money. Whoever pays the higher price will be qualified to enter the girl's embroidery room to listen to music and drink.
But it doesn’t mean you can spend the night, you still need to see if the girl doesn’t like you, at least not too disgusting.
This is the privilege of the top girl. If other girls have money, they have to earn it. The top girl can choose to earn money. If you don't want to accept this rule, don't come.
Want to cause trouble? You have to keep your eyes open. There is a backstage behind this famous brothel in the capital. It is best not for ordinary wealthy businessmen and officials to take this risk.
Under the fierce PK, the three girls Huo, Yun and Shui each took their benefactors into the boudoir to drink and listen to music.
It's not that no one cares about the remaining painting girls, but the two of them compete so fiercely that it's hard to tell the winner.
The top girl usually costs about ten taels of silver to spend the night, but the competition was fierce tonight, and the three of them all received bids of about fifty taels.
But the painting girl has reached the jaw-dropping eighty taels.
For eighty taels, you can almost buy a house with a yard outside the city. You can also buy a house in the city.
Xiao Feng was forced to almost sell the house for ten taels of silver, but here tonight, he could only touch one-eighth of the girl.
Mom was laughing so hard that she could hardly close her legs, and kept encouraging the two of them to add more.
One of the two is a dandy in his twenties, his face is blue, and he looks like he has been drunk too much.
The other was a wealthy businessman in his thirties. He was in good health, but his belly was a bit big.
When the two of them were holding back their energy and planning to continue to increase the price, someone in the crowd called out the price.
"I'll pay fifty taels."
Everyone was stunned, and my mother was furious.
"Who is causing trouble? How can anyone lower the price?"
A middle-aged man in his forties, tall, wearing a scholar's long shirt, looking elegant. The face is not white and tender, it has a weathered look and looks slightly aged, but it has a domineering power.
Especially those eyes, slightly triangular, not ugly, but the gaze makes people dare not look directly.
The flame of my mother's anger also lowered in an instant. She smiled charmingly and waved the handkerchief: "Uncle, you really know how to joke."
The middle-aged man smiled: "It's not that Gu is stingy, it's just that he didn't know that famous buildings in Beijing are so expensive, so he didn't bring enough money. I fell in love with the painting girl at first sight, so I took the liberty to give it a try."
Mom smiled and said, "What did you say? Our Chunyan Tower is one of the best in the capital. It's not like we won't be open tomorrow. You can come back tomorrow."
The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "I will leave the capital tomorrow, otherwise I would not be stingy with money."
Mom was about to speak again, but the two bidding rivals stopped.
The dandy with a pale face shouted: "Since we don't have enough money, why bother?"
The wealthy businessman was more polite. He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Fifty taels of silver is a lot of money. You can choose any good girl. Why bother to fight for the painting girl alone?"
The middle-aged man's gaze swept across them like a knife, and both of them felt their hearts skip a beat, feeling a bit fearful for no reason.
The dandy shouted: "Where are you staying at the Emperor's feet?"
The painting girl, who had been silent and watched the bidding with a smile, stared at the middle-aged man, and all that came to her mind were Xiao Feng's words.
"Please also ask the three gentlemen to report their ages."
The three of them were stunned. What is this request? But since the painting girl spoke, she must have a purpose.
The dandy proudly puffed out his chest and said, "I am twenty years old." Madams love money, and sisters love beauty, so being young must be an advantage.
The wealthy businessman smiled and said: "I am thirty-one years old." Children know nothing. A man is thirty-one flowers and is the most attractive.
The middle-aged man smiled: "I am thirty-seven years old." Thirty-seven is indeed not young these days, and he himself looks older, looking like he is forty again.
"Mom, my daughter is willing to serve this future Mr. Gu."
Everyone was stunned, and mother said anxiously: "Hua'er, please think about it, he only offers fifty taels."
With the privilege of being the top brand in a famous restaurant, you can get a certain percentage of profits from the money paid by the customers.
This is not because of the kindness of the operator, but a clever incentive method, which is the same as the commission of sales staff in later generations.
If a girl earns a dead wage or even has no money to work for nothing, she will not be very motivated even if she is forced to work.
If the girl is not positive in thinking, fails to respond to requests, and is not cooperative in her actions, the customers will feel that their money is wasted and there will be fewer repeat customers.
Therefore, the commission system is definitely a win-win system for both operators and workers.
What my mother reminded the painting girl is, if you choose this guy, I will make less money, and your share will also be less.
But the painting girl was very determined: "Mom, I have a headache, I don't feel very well..."
Mom immediately surrendered, because if the painting girl pretended to be sick and refused to accept the guests tonight, there was nothing she could do.
A whip dipped in cold water is used to deal with the new chicks. The top girl has to be coaxed. This is the way to run a business.
The fifty taels you get are much better than the eighty taels you might not get.
After the painting girl entered the embroidery room with the middle-aged man on her arm, her mother had to find a way to deal with the two indignant customers. Finally, she personally selected two good girls to calm them down.
Mom couldn't help but mutter: "I am old and have little money. Hua'er must have lost his mind today."
The dizzy painting girl was drinking with the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was also a little surprised: "I wonder why the girl chose Gu?"
The painting girl smiled sweetly: "Mr. Gu is an extraordinary person at first glance. Even though I am in the entertainment scene, I know people well."
The middle-aged man was stunned and said with a wry smile: "Young lady, that's a ridiculous compliment. I'm nearly forty years old and have done nothing, so I don't dare to comment like this."
The painting girl thought to herself, no matter what you do or not, if you can spend fifty taels of silver at a time to visit a brothel, you are definitely not a poor man.
Although she still had doubts about Xiao Feng's words, he was a good-looking man and it would be a good thing if he could be a good concubine.
Madam doesn't dare to think about it anymore. These days, let alone a respectable person, even a trafficker and a lackey will never marry a brothel girl as his official wife.
Therefore, this night, the girl painted a positive performance and treated her with gentleness. Not only did she use her eighteen martial arts skills to be charming but not vulgar, seductive but not lewd, she also had a heart-to-heart talk while exchanging ideas.
It is very rare to have in-depth communication both physically and mentally, so when the middle-aged man got up the next morning, it was already difficult to let go.
The painting girl suddenly burst into tears, and the middle-aged man quickly asked why. If he felt that the money was missing, he would be willing to ask someone to send it over to make up for it later.
The painting girl immediately said that they had met him one night, that she admired him very much, loved him very much, and was willing to go with him, but she didn't know if he could accept it.
The middle-aged man thought for a moment: "I have a wife in my family, and I also have two concubines. If you don't mind it, if you are willing to be a concubine, I will never accept it."
He walked around the room and said resolutely: "Even if we are close friends in the world, we should not hide it. My surname is not Gu, my surname is Hu, and my name is Zongxian. I am currently the inspector of the Xuanfu of Datong, and I am only a seventh-rank official. Hu is not We are short of family wealth, but this trip is to return to Beijing to report on work, so I did not bring much gold and silver to redeem the girl, so I am afraid it will be slightly insufficient."
As soon as the painting girl gritted her teeth, she decided to take a gamble. She bet that the boy was accurate. It was not easy to choose the right person, and there was no way to be more sure.
She pulled out her small box from under the bed and stuffed it into Hu Zongxian's hand: "This is my savings for many years. If you are willing, please redeem it for me."
Hu Zongxian was extremely shocked. He did not expect the painting girl to believe in him so much.
You know, if you are a betrayed person, let alone running away with the things, you have redeemed her life, and she will be penniless in the future. This is putting her life in your own hands!
The thoughtful Hu Zongxian was really moved.
He touched the painting girl's shoulder and said lightly: "If I fail you, I will die without a burial place."
