"How's it going? My house is nice, isn't it? Although it's a bit shabby, the feng shui is good! Let me tell you, my dad had someone look at it, and this place is filled with dragon energy!"
Bao Guowei raised his eyebrows and asked pretending to be stupid: "Huh? Long Qi, you can't talk nonsense about this!"
Kong Xiucai suddenly showed a look of disdain and said calmly: "What time is it now? The Qing Dynasty is dead. How can we care about this? You are still a person who studied in a foreign school?"
Bao Guowei touched his nose and said sarcastically: "I just think that dragon energy is too illusory, and ordinary poor people can't afford it."
Kong Xiucai sneered, "Can't afford it? Let me tell you, only wealthy people will feel that dragon energy is illusory. If ordinary people didn't believe this, they would have died long ago."
"We poor people just have a hard life! But my life is quite tough. My mother has taught me since I was a child that in thirty years to the east of the river and thirty years to the west of the river, as long as there is this Feng Shui treasure land, the prosperous people in the future will be determined. Who is it?"
Bao Guowei couldn't deny it and changed the subject: "I heard you still have several acres of good paddy fields at home?"
"Haha. I knew you were after my few acres of land. My house and land have Feng Shui passed down from my family, so I definitely can't sell it to you."
"But if you treat me to these meals, I won't ask for them in vain. I'll give you a few of my calligraphy and paintings, and we'll be settled. How about that?"
Kong Xiucai, a person who didn’t even know whether he was a real scholar or not, was asked for his calligraphy and paintings, but before Bao Guowei could say anything.
Kong Xiucai turned around and came to the table, drowned himself, waved his hands and saw a big picture. He stood up, looked at it, nodded, and felt very satisfied.
He handed the calligraphy and painting to Bao Guowei and asked, "How do you like this calligraphy?"
What is written on this picture is a poem, which is a line from Li Bai's "Jinjinjiu".
"If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon."
Bao Guowei took it and took a closer look. In fact, he didn't know anything about calligraphy and painting. He felt that the calligraphy was really good and praised: "Thank you Kong Xiucai for the calligraphy!"
"Haha, thank you! Thank you!"
Bao Guowei put the poem away carefully and asked, "May I ask, is this poem signed?"
Kong Xiucai smiled and said: "My name is not valuable, what kind of signature seal do I need?"
Bao Guowei cupped his hand and replied: "Please remember the gift of words, kid!"
Afterwards, he put away the writing, laid out the food he brought from the water village tavern, and poured the wine.
The two of them drank for three rounds. Bao Guowei was too drunk. Seeing that it was getting late, he refused again and again before leaving.
When Kong Xiucai saw that Bao Guowei was about to leave, he put away the smile on his face, pondered for a moment, and said cautiously: "I see that you are a generous person. If you really want the few acres of paddy fields in my house, it is not impossible, but it's just You need to do something for me.”
Bao Guowei was secretly happy when he saw that things were going well, and asked tentatively: "Kong Xiucai, if you have anything to say, I've seen your acres of fields. The feng shui is indeed good, and I have an idea in my heart. As long as you ask , I will try my best to help you do whatever I can!"
Kong Xiucai then whispered next to Bao Guowei in a low voice. After listening, Bao Guowei's expression changed, but then returned to normal, but he felt that the Kong Xiucai in his mouth was very different from the Kong Xiucai he saw.
Bao Guowei pondered for a moment and felt that the deal was not a loss, but he thought the requirements were not high, it was just a little embarrassing.
"Okay! I promise you."
"Then please leave it to Mr. Bao!"
…
The next day, Bao Guowei arrived at the entrance of Yihongyuan early in the morning. Looking in from the door, he saw that the entire hall was decorated with bright colors and there were bright colors everywhere.
He naturally knew where this place was, but it was a bit incredible to think that this place could be named Yihongyuan and that it was so well-organized.
Not to mention that these brothels are all from the previous dynasty, in this era, this kind of flesh and blood business is also severely cracked down, but there are actually people who do business under the sign of Yihongyuan.
Moreover, in this place less than two miles away, the people lying on the ground were all people who could not afford to eat. Most of these people were beggars or homeless people in the slums.
They usually sleep on the roadside, occasionally picking up rags in exchange for a few pennies, and barely surviving. It can be said to be extremely miserable.
In this environment, under such circumstances, how could anyone dare to do this kind of business in broad daylight?
But then again, perhaps it is this chaotic environment that breeds so much rot.
Bao Guowei stepped in and the waiters at the door were stunned.
"Hey, sir, are you drunk?"
Bao Guowei was stunned for a moment, but seeing the half-smiling expression on the waiter's face and the deserted hall, he understood that it was so early in the morning, how could anyone come to a place like this.
However, a fat woman with heavy makeup came out from the door next to her. The flesh on her belly was like a waterfall, hanging down from her waist.
The fat woman came over, holding the fan in her hand, looked at the ignorant boy, and cursed: "You kid, why are you so blind?"
"Hey, sir, you are the first to get up early and eat meat and fish! It's so good to eat so early, I'm afraid you'll get tired of it!" the fat woman said half-jokingly, while pulling Bao Guowei inside.
Bao Guowei controlled the disgusted expression on his face and said, "It's okay. I usually eat well in the morning. Don't worry about my body not being able to bear it."
"Our girl is waiting for you!" These words stunned the experienced boss lady. She smiled awkwardly and said enthusiastically: "Oh! Sir, don't worry! We are all professionals here~"
"Girls, come out!"
Bao Guowei walked inside and was pulled by a group of warblers.
He was outraged that this job was not easy to do. Even if he had to work the night shift, he actually had to work the morning shift!
"Sir, you came at the wrong time! It's too early today, and our oiran hasn't even gotten up yet! The performance will have to be in the middle of the night." The fat woman pointed to the stage in the middle of the hall and said.
"But don't worry, our oiran is a new product, and we will definitely not disappoint you tonight."
He could already imagine that, according to the plot of the TV series, at night a smoke-filled stage would suddenly rise from the center of the stage, a gust of fragrant wind would blow in, and then a group of women wearing light gauze clothes would dance gracefully, with graceful movements and graceful postures.
However, Bao Guowei came here today not to taste the meat, but to help Kong Xiucai with something.
He shook his head at the fat woman and replied, "No, I'm here to find a woman named Xiang Ning."
Upon hearing this, the fat woman froze on the spot and took a long time to react.
