"Xun'er, today you will play the piano and go to Qingzhu Garden."
"Mom, my throat is not feeling well today. Can I take a day off?"
"Hey, my Xun'er, you've been resting for two days! Sister Chen showed you this morning and said you're fine. You can just play a light song later, hum a few words. Well, those young men like the sound of your humming the most."
"Mom, it's me."
"Xun'er, you don't really want to be a mother, do you?"
"I know mom."
"Haha, you are so good!"
This scene will be performed every day after noon in all the flower buildings in Yongchuan City. The madam will arrange who will do what that night, who will deal with which guests, what programs will be in the building, and leave room to deal with some emergencies based on the status of the ladies in the building.
Not only the sister, but also the back hall, kitchen and side rooms have to be cleaned.
The elders come here to have fun with their money. Once you enter the building, you need to spend every penny to make the elders feel comfortable. Otherwise, whose money does Hualou make? What can we do to retain customers?
Therefore, there are thousands of sisters, and a new generation replaces the old ones, but not everyone can smoothly transition from sister to old bustard. This depends on the means, but also on the brain.
Zhang Bing'er entered the Flower House at the age of fifteen, and at the age of thirty-five, she defeated all her opponents and became the madam of Shuanghua House. I have been a bustard here for ten years now. Although she didn't know how much a pound of firewood, rice, oil, and salt cost in Yongchuan City, she boasted that she knew that all the respectable men in Yongchuan City liked that kind of woman. I have a little notebook in my heart where I remember everything.
Although being a madam is not a fat job, it is a relatively rare way of life for retired singers. Earn a lot of money, and you can settle down and live a life, not to mention you don't have to worry about being coveted and maliciously pulled to pieces by all parties when you leave the flower house. After waiting for another ten years, Zhang Bing'er is going to adopt a few children and raise them before she dies. For the rest of her life, she would just grit her teeth and get through it.
Although she had plans for her future, Zhang Bing'er didn't dare to slack off in the flower house. Everything must be perfect. Especially when dealing with those girls, they are all women, there are many of them, and they all grew up in a smoky place like Hualou. Eight hundred is a small number of people, and a thousand people per capita is a small number. Hom. Pulling and scheming against each other is as simple as eating and drinking, let alone forming cliques. Overt and covert relationships are as intertwined as a spider web.
And Zhang Bing'er needs to balance the relationship in this building full of spider webs and malicious ideas, maintain the appearance of compatibility between sister and son, and also suppress the situation.
Zhang Bing'er, a girl without a brand, doesn't need to put too much thought into it. Add sweet dates and spicy oil to make them docile.
The one who bothered was the girl with the sign. From bronze medals to gold medals, each requires a certain degree of emotional care, a certain amount of small space left for them, and limited beating when appropriate.
For example, "Xun'er" said she had a discomfort in her throat before. Although she is a silver medal singer, she is harder to maintain than many gold medal singers in Shuanghua Tower.
That's right, for Zhang Bing'er, "Xun'er" is what she serves.
beat? Sisters can't be beaten. If they are accidentally beaten, it will be a big loss to the building. What about the spicy oil? Nope either. The girl with the brand doesn't want to be so harsh, unless she wants to rebel. Then you can only try to coax and use your own patience to force. After all, the madam can also judge whether a girl is going to be rebellious. If so, the bosses behind the building will nod whether to teach her a lesson harshly based on the situation. At that time, no matter what brand you are, there are still ways to make your life worse than death without even touching your skin.
Because of these intimidations and the fact that she has been there before, Zhang Bing'er has always been able to deal with the sisters below her with ease. She prides herself on being able to handle things beautifully and taking care of the sisters in her hands to the greatest extent.
But facing this Xun'er, Zhang Bing'er always felt awkward and often felt aggrieved.
Just because of one thing, that is, Xun'er's piano skills and singing voice are simply amazing, ridiculously amazing!
If Xun'er hadn't tried her best to shirk the matter of sleeping with her, she would have been a gold medal singer by now, and it was not impossible for her to even be the top singer in Shuanghua Tower.
If you let her sleep with her, she won't sing or play the piano. You can't punish her just because of that, right? My piano skills have lost its level and my voice is broken. How can I fix it?
In fact, Hualou also dealt harshly to Xun'er, even using the cruel method of "jealousy". The result still failed to make this girl, who looked weak but mentally strong, bow her head and submit.
In the end, after weighing the pros and cons, Hualou could only hang up a silver medal and let it go. After all, Xun'er's piano skills and singing alone have brought Hualou a lot of income, and she even won a silver medal, which is more eye-catching than some gold medal singers.
Therefore, this Xun'er would complain from time to time that her throat hurt or her arms were sore, and she would always be lazy if she could. Hide in your room and take a nap or sit by the bed in a daze.
Fortunately, Xun'er's behavior was still within Zhang Bing'er's tolerance. Although it made Zhang Bing'er feel prickly, she could still carry it with her.
"Mother Zhang, shopkeeper Song is here. She is drinking tea in the back hall and said she has something to ask you." A maid hurriedly found Zhang Bing'er below.
"Shopkeeper Song?" She originally wanted to go to the back kitchen to see how today's meal was being prepared, but was interrupted by this. Zhang Bing'er immediately changed her arrangements and almost trotted to the back hall.
In the back hall, a tall and fat man was sitting on a chair drinking tea. His face looks like he is in his forties or fifties, but his chin is unusually smooth without a beard, his complexion is rosy, and his skin is even better than that of some girls.
"Shopkeeper Song, you're here." Zhang Bing'er bowed to the fat man in a polite manner.
"You're welcome, sit down and talk." When the man spoke, his voice was unexpectedly delicate, like a slightly hoarse female voice.
"yes."
After Zhang Bing'er sat down, the man smiled and said, "What's going on with Xun'er in the building recently?"
"Ah? I told Shopkeeper Song that Xun'er is doing well recently. She is very diligent in playing the piano and singing songs."
"Okay, okay! Stop covering for her. Although I don't come here often, I hear a lot of gossip. Don't worry, I'm not here to deal with her this time. Go back and stop Xun'er's arrangements. She can do whatever she wants. After the big show next month, you can prepare her redemption deed."
"Ah?! Redemption deed?!"
"Well, that's right. Don't ask too much. I don't know if I ask. Just think that Xun'er is out of luck. Remember, before the show is over, this news is only known to you. Qian It must not be leaked, especially not let Xun'er know. Otherwise, with her temper, she doesn't know what trouble will happen. Don't disrupt next month's performance. Do you understand?"
Zhang Bing'er quickly put aside her complicated emotions and stood up to respond.
(End of chapter)
