When returning to the store, Song Che collected thirty porcelain jars and planned to make a batch of facial masks first, and then find a suitable place to sell them tonight.
The four women in the shop are really talented. In less than a day, they pounded sixty kilograms of herbs and thirty kilograms of pearls into fine powder.
Everyone started working together, following the method last night, mixing various powders into a paste at a ratio of one to one, filling half a catty into cans, and sealing the cans tightly. In this way, the production of a purely natural and pollution-free facial mask is completed.
After determining the product, the next step is sales.
The people that facial masks are suitable for are naturally women.
A facial mask that combines various medicinal materials and pearl powder would look cheap if sold too low, so Song Che decided to initially sell each jar of facial mask at 2,000 Wen.
A woman who loves beauty will never be stingy with the money in her pocket.
If you want to ask which women are the richest in Hangzhou, leaving aside the rich wives, they are naturally prostitutes. This has been confirmed as early as when private houses were sold in Suzhou. None of the girls who make a living in brothels are Short of money.
The first batch of customers, the first pot of gold, must be the waiter.
Ever since he saw the woman in red by the canal a few days ago, Song Che had been worried about her. After thinking about it, he thought he had seen her somewhere.
After dinner, Song Che took two bottles of facial masks and left the store on the pretext of going out for market research.
After walking and asking questions, I discovered that Tianxiang Building is located in the east of the city, and this building has just opened for a few days.
Most of the flower boats I saw on the bank of the canal were girls from Tianxiang Tower, who came out together to advertise and attract customers.
It's drizzling slightly today, and the flower boats won't be paraded. If you go to the building, you're sure to meet the oiran in red.
Tianxianglou is not so much a "brothel" as it is more appropriately called a "geisha". The main geishas here are playing, playing, singing and dancing, and they do not sell themselves.
Unlike Yuchun Tower in Suzhou, although girls also have talents, as long as the money is enough, they are allowed to change the clouds and rain, and play like mandarin ducks in the water.
A new store opens, and there are beauties there, so business is naturally booming, and most of the visitors are groups of elegant and elegant people.
When Song Che entered the building, there was no turbid atmosphere of wine and meat, and there was no madam with heavy makeup. Instead, there was the elegant and melodious music of the piano, and the gentle and decent maid wearing a gauze face.
"Master, are you here alone?" A maid in blue bowed and greeted him politely.
Song Che looked around, there was no madam, how could he do sales?
"Master?" the waitress asked again.
"Ah? Yes, yes, I came alone, and I came here secretly without telling Madam." Song Che said with a smile.
The waitress covered her face with a smile and pointed to the lobby in the building: "In our restaurant, the first three rows are elegant seats, the back three rows are guest seats, and there are casual seats on the left and right. The elegant seats cost ten taels a night, and the guest seats cost five taels a night. The casual seats It costs two taels a night, I wonder where you would like it?"
Although the art museum is clean, it is also a place of dust. Song Che did not want to be caught by Shen Wenjun, so he said: "Let's leave, just in the corner."
"Sir, please follow me."
The maid led Song Che to an inconspicuous corner on the right, and then asked the maid if she wanted drinks or light food.
Song Che had just arrived and didn't know much about the goings-on in the building, so he ordered a pot of plain wine and a few side dishes, leaving the maid by his side.
The maid's stage name is Si Ning, which is a pleasant name. A wisp of tulle cannot hide her pretty face.
"Miss Si Ning, who is your master here?" Song Che asked.
"Our Tianxiang Pavilion is a private art gallery, and there is no so-called owner. But if you want to ask who is in charge, it is naturally the five beauties headed by the red girl. They are versatile and beautiful. You guests, no Are they all here for them? Hahaha..."
Si Ning poured a glass of wine and handed it to Song Che's mouth, "Young master, please drink."
"I...it's better to do it by myself." Song Che took the wine glass and put it down for a while, then asked: "Is the red girl in the building? When will she appear? Is she willing to make a private appointment? What about the appearance fee?"
Si Ning answered one by one: "Don't be impatient, young master. Several top beauties will perform every night. Whether the red girl will show up or not depends entirely on the word 'fate.' No amount of money can buy her a smile."
"Oh?" She was an interesting woman. Song Che asked with a smile: "Then where did the red girl come from?"
Si Ning pointed at the orchids and counted them in detail: "The gold and silver are fine and soft, the poems and songs are appreciated by both the refined and the popular, it is fate."
Song Che raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp, then laughed and said, "Your red girl, I am the only one who belongs to you tonight!"
"Brother-in-law has such a strong tone."
A white-robed Confucian scholar, accompanied by three or five dignitaries, entered the Tianxiang Tower at the same time.
Zhou Tianci?
Song Che narrowed his eyes and remained silent.
"I never thought that my brother-in-law is also a romantic person?" Zhou Tianci walked over with a smile and asked, "Why are you sitting alone in a remote seat?"
Song Che smiled back and whispered two words: "Pure."
Zhou Tianci said, "It's not for the sake of purity, but for fear that Wenjun's cousin will find you, right? Hahaha..."
Song Che smiled and said: "My cousin is really smart, you can see it all."
Zhou Tianci waved his hand, "Brother-in-law, don't worry, I know you are my adopted son-in-law, and I will keep this secret for you."
At this time, the attendants on the side exclaimed: "Sister-in-law? That's great, that's great!"
Another follower mocked: "I think this is serious, right? If my husband-in-law is visiting a brothel, if he is discovered, he will not be allowed to sink into the pond?"
"Hahaha……"
"Okay, brothers, don't make fun of my brother-in-law. People who are not romantic are just poor. Although Mr. Song is the son-in-law, he is rich. He occasionally comes out for entertainment, but it is common sense. Let's take a seat... , the singing and dancing are about to begin."
After the group finished taunting, they threw up their sleeves and entered the seats.
Si Ning sighed, stood up and said, "It's better for me to leave..."
Song Che hugged the beauty's waist and said, "Pour the wine, then drink."
The building was full, the singing and dancing was lively, and geishas came on stage one after another to perform, all of them stunning beauties.
After every song and dance, the geisha will come down from the stage to ask for a reward. The more rewards she receives, the louder the thank you and the greater her face.
When you go out, aren’t you fighting for face? If you walk around this circle, you can get a reward of hundreds of taels at least.
Although prostitutes are lowly, poverty has nothing to do with them.
After four consecutive rounds of singing and dancing, the atmosphere suddenly turned from noisy to quiet, and all the guests stared at the stage with wide eyes.
Red girl is about to appear.
