In the eyes of these women, some have too much lust, while others are chaotic and without any thoughts, and there is no wisdom that can be seen at a glance.
Not even as good as Zhang’s mother!
After a while, she shook her head.
"Don't like it?" Mother Zhang didn't expect that Lu Qingqing was still dissatisfied.
Generally speaking, no matter how picky a young man is, he will be satisfied as long as he meets this eight beauties.
Unless, they are here for the oiran.
"Young master, are you here for Yingying?" Zhang's mother asked tentatively.
"Yingying..."
Lu Qingqing chewed the name carefully. Such an elegant and affectionate name seemed to belong to a gentle and beautiful woman.
It seems that Yingying is the signature here.
"Mom, do you think I have no money?"
"Young Master, please don't say that. It's just that Yingying has a guest tonight. If you want to see Yingying, I'm afraid you have to wait until tomorrow!..."
"I can offer you a higher price!" She really doesn't care about money.
"Sir... this is not a question of more money, but a matter of tonight's guest Yingying... we can't afford to offend..."
"Oh, but I don't know who the guest is?" She was curious. It seemed that it was just that high-ranking official who was a favored guest.
"Sir, please don't ask. In short, no one in this country can afford to offend this guest! It's better for mom to find another one for you!" Mother Zhang said with an embarrassed look on her face.
But judging from her tone, it seems that this guest is really not simple.
In this case, there is no need for her to embarrass others, and in fact she is not looking for the most beautiful one. What she wants is a smart beauty, not just a beautiful woman, so she said:
"Even if Mother Zhang said this, it's my fault if I make it difficult. But Mom, it's rare for me to come here, so you shouldn't let me go away so disappointed. Are there any other beauties here?
Actually, I don’t necessarily have to be the most beautiful, but I must be smart and talented..."
"Smart? Talented? Mom, isn't this Young Master talking about Sister Yuehong?"
"That's right, she's talking about our sister Yuehong..."
"Yue Hong?" Zhang's mother had a look of displeasure on her face, as if she didn't like Yue Hong very much.
He glared at the few people who spoke and said coldly: "Go, go, stop talking nonsense! This young master will definitely look down on Yuehong!"
"Mother Zhang, after hearing what these girls said, I really want to meet this sister Yuehong!"
"Sir, you don't know something. This Yuehong is indeed pretty and very smart, but she is not a prostitute in art, and her temper is well-known in this country!" Mother Zhang said with an unhappy look on her face.
"Oh?...You don't sell your body if you do art?" This sentence finally aroused Lu Qingqing's curiosity.
There have indeed been many people who show off their skills without selling their bodies since ancient times, but there are only a few people who can really do it.
Many geisha claim this, but when they encounter some overbearing and unreasonable high-ranking officials, they can't help themselves.
After all, those who become prostitutes have no family, nothing, no background, how can they fight against these high-ranking officials?
So she was curious how she could maintain this red moon?
It seems that I really have to see it.
In particular, she just saw that several other Bamei seemed to be very good to her, which made her even more determined to find the right person.
