Travel through troubled times and escape famine with the system

At this time, outside the Fengmingyuan brothel in the back street of Xing'an.

Three drunkards were walking out with their arms around each other's backs.

"I didn't hear Miss Lian'er play a single song today, and even the good wine lost some of its flavor."

"Brother Zhang is right. I just regret that we are so unlucky that we cannot become Miss Lian'er's lover..."

"Only Young Master Lang can enter Miss Lian'er's Fengming Pavilion. Let's stop dreaming!"

The three of them were swaying and walked away while talking.

At the door, the servant who had bowed to see the guest off stopped smiling and straightened up.

"Pooh!"

"What kind of person is this? How dare you have such improper thoughts about Miss Lian'er?"

When the servant said this, his eyes were full of disdain and arrogance, as if he were Young Master Lang.

Standing at the door, the servant looked at both sides of Xing'an Back Street.

It was already the end of the year and the beginning of the year, and even the gold-consuming dens like the Back Street of Xing'an were deserted.

Even if there were some passers-by, most of them were unlucky people who lost money in the gambling house and it was impossible for them to come to Fengmingyuan for entertainment.

As for those who win money...

Who is lucky enough to quit while he is ahead?

We must play until dawn.

This boy's favorite time of day is this time.

Brothels and gambling houses are generally entertainment businesses and there are not many customers in the morning.

They usually open at noon, start welcoming customers in the afternoon, and become the busiest after nightfall.

During this time, the servants were busy welcoming and seeing off guests, bowing and smiling, serving tea and wine, serving dishes and clearing tables, and they even had to run to walk.

By the time of Zi, Mo and Chou, the guests who stayed overnight had already fallen asleep, and the guests who came to drink and listen to music had almost all left.

Since there were no new customers, the waiters didn't have to rush to clear the table.

You can even eat some of the leftover dishes on the table, and sometimes you can even pick up a small half pot of wine left by the guests. That makes you really happy.

The boss agreed to this, after all, the guests had already paid for the food and drinks.

Besides, there weren't many left, so they just let these servants do whatever they wanted.

The servant was yawning and was about to return to the main hall to find some leftover food and wine, but suddenly he saw a figure standing with his back to the darkness in the left corner outside the Fengming Courtyard gate.

"Hey! Don't pee there!"

The servant shouted loudly and then walked towards the man.

Although Fengmingyuan has a special toilet, it is in the backyard.

At night when there are few people on the street, some customers who are in a hurry to urinate will go out and find a corner to relieve themselves.

However, this action caused the servants a lot of headaches.

It was hot at this time, so it wasn't noticeable when guests urinated at night.

But by noon the next day, the urine on the walls and in the cracks of the bluestone evaporated, enough to make half the street smell extremely foul.

If the servants wanted to clean it, they had to fetch countless buckets of clean water, and they were exhausted every time.

So when they see someone peeing in the corner, these servants will stop them sternly.

"You dare to pee in front of the gate of Fengming Courtyard without even checking the place. I think you are looking for trouble, right?"

Standing behind the figure, the servant shouted coldly.

But the figure didn't react at all, still standing with his back to the servant, like a piece of wood.

Seeing this scene, the servant thought that the man in front of him was drunk, so he reached out and patted the man's shoulder.

But at the moment he patted the man on the shoulder, the man turned around, grabbed the boy's sleeve, then suddenly turned sideways and pulled the boy into the shadow of the corner.

"Come……"

The boy was about to shout when a cold dagger was already pressed against his throat.

"If you dare to shout, I will kill you now."

Along with a slightly childish voice, the dagger against the boy's neck immediately tightened a little more.

The young man felt pain, but he didn't dare to move at all.

At this time, the servant's vision had adapted to the darkness, and he saw the "masked man" holding a knife and holding him hostage.

The servant boy welcomes and sees off guests every day, and he has some ability to judge people.

From the figure and voice of the 'masked man' in front of him, it can be seen that he is definitely not very old, probably fourteen or fifteen years old at most.

But the pain in his neck and the cold eyes made him realize that the person in front of him was definitely not joking.

"Sir...what do you want to know...I will tell you everything I know..."

That boy is very clever.

He was just a waiter. He had no money, no power, and had never offended anyone.

The other party must have some ulterior motive for holding people from Fengmingyuan hostage in the middle of the night. All I can provide is some information.

Hearing the servant say this, the masked man was obviously very satisfied.

"The county magistrate's son, Young Master Lang, is in there."

"exist!"

The servant was startled when he heard the masked man's question, but then he answered simply.

"In Fengming Pavilion on the third floor, Miss Lian'er and I have already gone to bed."

The masked man was silent for a moment after hearing this: "How many guards does he have?"

"There's only one guard, Shen, but he's asleep on the second floor now." The servant answered again.

But just as he said this, the cold dagger tightened again.

"Do you think I'm a fool?" The masked man said calmly, "As a guard, how dare he sleep?"

The servant pressed his body against the wall and raised his head high, fearing that he would be hit on the neck by accident.

"Master! Please be careful, I dare not lie to you!"

"Guards are also human beings. They need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate, right?"

"Besides, you know that Lang Hongyun is the eldest son of the county magistrate. Who in Qingshi Town dares to provoke him?"

"That Guard Shen, although he has the title of a guard, every time he comes to Fengming Courtyard, he just drinks and has fun with Lang Hongyun."

"Lang Hongyun was very loyal to him, and he hired a girl for Mr. Shen, named Yunshang, and kept her in Liuyun Pavilion on the second floor."

"This is something all regular customers know. You can find out if you just ask around. How dare I lie to you?"

In order to survive, the servant confessed everything he knew.

At this time, the masked man finally loosened his grip on the knife.

"Let me ask you again, how many thugs are there in Fengming Court? What are they doing right now?"

"They all went to bed early!" The servant said hurriedly, "Fengmingyuan distributes dividends to the county magistrate every year. No one dares to cause trouble here, so there are no thugs at all."

"Usually, even if there are some drunk and troublesome guests, we servants help to deal with them."

"At this moment, there is no one else in the room except for one or two tables of scattered guests and a dozen of us servants."

"The rest of the guests have already gone to bed with the girls."

"Master, I will tell you everything you want to ask. Just treat me as a fart and spare me!"