rich little concubine

A seductive woman with heavy make-up, about 40 years old, with layers of powder puffed on her face, and the floral hairpins in her hair are also red and willow green, which set off each other. Although she is a little older, she can sit on the chair. The charm still exists, it is not difficult to see that she was also a beautiful woman when she was young.

The hand with bright red nails held a handkerchief, and the other hand squeezed the melon seeds on the plate and ate slowly, watching the singing and dancing downstairs with satisfaction, and the guests were full.

At the foot of the imperial city, if you want to say which brothel is famous, her Jinyuan Building dares to say that it is second, and no one dares to say that it is the first. The girls in this building are also more beautiful than the other, and they are more charming than the other. The silver you earn every day can be said to be making a lot of money every day.

A servant hurried over: "Hua Niang, a girl came from our building and said she wanted to see you."

"Really, the figure looks pretty?" Hua Niang spat out the melon seed shells in her mouth, took a sip of tea from the teacup in front of her, all the girls who came to her building had problems to sell themselves.

"She's not here to sell herself," the attendant explained.

Hua Niang then looked back at the attendant, with puzzled eyes in her eyes, and then snorted: "Young lady doesn't sell herself in Jinyuan building, so why sell her! I don't hire a cleaning maid, I drive people away !"

The attendant approached Hua Niang and whispered something in his ear.

Bang—a slap on the table, spilling the tea, Hua Niang's face was full of anger, and her eyes were sharp: "What a big tone, I want to see who she is and where is she arranged?"

"Peony Pavilion." The attendant replied.

Hua Niang took another look at the servant, whether the people in her building are girls or cleaning servants, they are all selected by their color, or they have been taught by her personally.

The private rooms for entertaining guests in this building are also graded. Peony is the king of flowers, so the Peony Pavilion is naturally taken there only for entertaining distinguished guests.

The moment she opened the door, Hua Niang had changed her face and smiled happily: "Oh~ Who is this distinguished guest~ Hua Niang is being polite here." She blessed herself with a low profile.

In the private room, the woman was wearing a bamboo hat, covered her face with a white gauze, and appeared gracefully in a white dress. It was the complete opposite of the beauty in this building. The attendant beside her had a fierce look on her face and a sword in her hand, standing on one side without turning her eyes.

"Hua Niang, please take a seat." The woman made a gesture of invitation with her bare hands.

Hua Niang smiled and didn't beat around the bush, she took her seat and asked directly: "I don't know where the girl is from? Can you tell me your identity? The girl wants to buy my building, isn't that too loud? If you want to do this For business, you can buy other brothels in the imperial city, but mine... I'm afraid you can't afford the money..."

"But I'm only interested in this one, no matter how much money, just report the amount." The woman said lightly.

There was a hint of disdain in Hua Niang's eyes, she laughed, and casually adjusted the hairpin in her hair with her hands before she said leisurely: "The most endless flower is this flowing silver, no matter how much I have seen, it's just If you send me money, the girl must have found the wrong place!"

"Okay, let's not talk about money, let's talk about something else." As soon as the woman clapped her hands, the attendant next to her took out a scroll from her arms and handed it over: "Hua Niang, take a look first."

Hua Niang took the scroll, and the first line that caught her eye was her life experience, and after that, she listed all kinds of things she did in the imperial city in these years, which can be described as extremely detailed, such as what buildings she stayed in, what guests she received, and what she did. What kind of business and how this Jinyuan Building was opened in the end, which girls in the building were voluntary and which were coerced, and the methods used were all listed in detail.

If the government knew about all these things, not only would the building not be able to open, she would have to walk around.

"Who the hell are you!" Hua Niang clenched the handkerchief in her hand, furious.

"One scroll can't record everything. If Hua Niang still wants to read it, there will be more." The woman's face under the veil of the bamboo hat was calm: "As for who I am, you don't need to know."

"What is the girl thinking?"

"I just want to buy a house."

"Okay, how much money are you going to pay?" Hua Niang gritted her teeth. She has a lot of contacts in the imperial city over the years. If the price is too low, she won't do it even if the price is too low. She will give it a go!

"I bought a building, so naturally I'm short of manpower, and Hua Niang doesn't have to leave. In the future, I can calculate it on a monthly basis, and pay you twice the amount of money you are currently harvesting every month. What do you think?"

With a slap, the scroll in her hand fell to the ground. Hua Niang thought she had misheard, and took a long breath before asking: "Young lady, do you know how much taels my daily income is, and how much taels is my monthly income? I pay it every month." I get twice the money every month, girl, is this the right amount?!" This is the kind of pie in the sky, or the kind that is fat and oily.

Is this... really such a good thing?

You must know that although her monthly income is rich, she not only has to buy worn-out things in the building, but also buys all kinds of drinks and food, and even pays the girls. She can still get such a generous reward, and she will not have to spend all the expenses in the building in the future, and the money is twice as much as before. The amount of books is not to mention shocking her, but she has never even thought about it.

"Miss, don't be joking. Jinyuan Building's business is already very good. It is already very difficult to double it. In the future, I have to pay me so much silver taels. I am afraid that you...don't have the ability!" Hua Niang recovered her expression. , said tentatively a little more politely than before.

"Our master never jokes with others! Decide quickly!" The attendant shouted angrily.

……

At the same time, many restaurants, teahouses and shops in the imperial city have also begun to quietly change hands.

What the people talked about the most was the famous brothel, which was closed for renovation when the business was so prosperous.

And also changed a name, if you want to say this name, the people in the imperial city are also talking about it.

Some people think it's vulgar to the core, and some people think it's an elegant name instead.

Take its green character and add water next to it, so the red dust dyes the clear stream, so the name is: a Qinglou.

Originally, other brothels were still gloating about their misfortunes, but Jinyuan Building changed its name and played the banner that the girls in the building are only performing arts and not selling their bodies. Isn't this cutting off their own money, and they just want to help other buildings turn over!

Fortunately, the people in the imperial city were full of curiosity. In order to see what happened on the first day of Qinglou's opening, those regular customers waited at the door early, and those who had never been there before ran to want to open their eyes.

The girls are still those girls, but their posture, conversation, and clothing have all changed drastically, and they are completely different from before.

In the past, if they stood at the door, they would know they were brothel prostitutes, but now they are all like ladies of the family, and they only chat with the guests about elegance and not about vulgarity.

Of course, how can it be possible for clients to not move their hands and feet when they come? The girls only let them touch but not eat, and they are more shy than before. Touching their hands and waists is like being bloomed. That posture makes those people The man scratched his heart and lungs with an itchy heart.

So I only come once a month, but now I come almost every day.

It's like you can enjoy the services of high-standard women after spending money on prostitutes. It goes without saying which one is more comfortable.

These girls have been trained by Hua Niang in the early years, and they are good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they are good at doing elegant things.

And since its opening, the dances and songs performed by women on the high stage in the building have emerged endlessly.

And there is only one piece of music per day, and one more is hard to find.

Hua Niang was standing upstairs, tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-ing, never thought that the brothel would double the profit if it didn't do the skin business. The price of tea, wine and snacks was even more expensive, but it could also be sold at double the price.

Judging by the market situation, the money paid to her is probably a drop in the bucket.

This owner's business has really captured people's hearts. People in the imperial city are never short of money, and face is more important than money.

Hua Niang walked through the corridor, and heard some movement at the door of an inconspicuous room at the corner.

A woman in the room wept, followed by the sound of her clothes being torn apart.

Not long after, he heard groans and ambiguous sounds, mixed with the woman's intermittent begging for mercy, the voice was full of the pain of being bullied, and the ineffective struggle and resistance intensified the man's desire.

Hua Niang snorted coldly, leaning against the door with her breasts folded and waiting.

The man finished his work and walked away with a comfortable smile on his face.

The woman in the room had already changed into a new dress, and when she came out, she was also full of smiles, where she was raped like a woman from a good family just now, the smile on her face was like a beautiful flower.

Seeing Hua Niang at the door, she said hello and said, "Hua Niang, look, just now the guest rewarded me with a bag of gold, which is more than I earn in a year. It's only been a few taels... who the hell is our host now, who understands the minds of those guests so well?"

Hua Niang looked at her complacent look and warned: "My boss does not sell himself in this Qinglou, but the rules are clearly stated. If you commit the crime again next time, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay in the building."

"I…"

"You don't have to explain. If you didn't attract him, how could you come to this unremarkable room." Hua Niang interrupted her: "Look, he will definitely not ask you to sit with him next time. It just dropped the price."

"Yes, Shao'er, remember, don't dare to do it again next time."

……

Zhang Zhiyuan had enough money, spent the money to make his younger sister reconcile with her husband-in-law smoothly, and bought her a clean house, hired two servant girls to serve her younger sister well until she gave birth.

A big stone in his heart finally fell, and he was walking back singing a song when a person blocked his way.

"who are you?"

"It's done well, the master said, you deserve it." The visitor took out a stack of bank notes and handed them to him, which was quite a lot.

"Our master also said that in the future, money will be sent in a steady stream. It is better to expand your business with this news."

Zhang Zhiyuan opened his eyes with excitement, and said hello again and again, he doesn't know this person, but he knows exactly who the master he said is!

"And this one, you can find someone to polish it to be the same." The man took out another blueprint.

"What he explained, I will take care of it naturally, don't worry," Zhang Zhiyuan put away the things, and stuffed them carefully into his arms.