"Ah, I really can't help you. Let's go. I wanted to give you one of my clothes, but it seems I won't need it. I have met the madam once or twice, so it doesn't count, but I gave you a name card, and she should be able to do it.
Come out." Mr. Zhang shook his fan and opened the way in front.
Bai Haitang followed behind.
The two soon arrived at the largest sex shop in the county.
But Bai Haitang asked Mr. Zhang to take her to the second largest brothel in the county.
Mr. Zhang didn't understand what he meant, so he had to follow Miss Haitang's wishes and walked around a street to the second house. From a distance, Haitang could already smell the scent of powder here.
It's still early, and the girls in the brothel are busy applying makeup, dotting their lips and eyebrows to prepare for the evening work.
As soon as Mr. Zhang entered the door, the sharp-eyed girl had already come over to entertain him with a peach blossom look on his face. Everyone had seen the portrait of the young master from a wealthy family and the girls in the brothel.
No one wants to miss such a sponsor.
But when he saw Mr. Zhang bringing a woman with him, he frowned. How could he bring a woman to a brothel?
"Please, this beauty, please present the greeting card to your mother." Mr. Zhang pushed away the girl's hand holding his arm and put the name card in.
"I understand, Young Master Zhang has brought our sisters here." After the woman finished speaking, she walked away gracefully.
The other girls who were putting on their red makeup also looked at Bai Haitang. She seemed to have little future if she came here at this age. She was not a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.
Bai Haitang was not afraid of misunderstandings, nor was she afraid of others looking at her. She was also staring at them. Although the clothes of these girls were very colorful, none of them were bright and eye-catching.
Bai Haitang took out the cloth from her bag and put it on her body. Without saying anything, she immediately became the center of attention here. She dominated the audience and the girls could no longer control it.
People came around with their eyes shining, their slender fingers kneading the fabrics of more than a dozen colors, and pulling at it here and there.
"Where did this cloth come from? I've never seen it before."
"Yes, sisters, come and see, such a beautiful color is so rare."
“Don’t know where to buy it?”
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People rely on clothes as much as horses rely on saddles, and clothes rely on nothing more than color and style. There are only a few popular styles at the moment, and there are only a handful of good tailors.
Color is different, it can emerge in endlessly, a hundred flowers bloom, and thousands of colors contend.
Having a dress made of beautiful colors naturally increases the chance of winning, and maybe you can compete with the oiran in the building.
"You can buy it here, and new colors are added every month. All girls are welcome to visit." Bai Haitang took out the birch bark name tags she carried with her and gave one to each of them.
“I’ve never heard of Haitang Dyeing Shop in Qiaotou Village.”
"Qiaotou Village is not far from here."
"Let's go take a look tomorrow."
The girls here make money quickly, so they naturally don't feel bad about spending money, and they don't know how to budget carefully, so no one asked how many copper coins per foot. They all went to look at the cloth, but Mr. Zhang was left out in the cold.
This is the first time Mr. Zhang has encountered such an embarrassing situation.
After a while, the madam personally came out to greet her. Haitang put the sample cloth on the table and let the girls choose carefully and look over it.
"Mr. Zhang, the wind has brought you out so early in the morning. You are a distinguished guest. If the girls neglect you, I will turn around and twist off their ears." The old man was in his fifties, and he still had a waist and a hair.