"You don't have to spend money on writing poetry?"
Guan Xiaorou's eyes lit up: "You are the leader, you can definitely write your poems so well."
"That's why I said that as long as he is willing, maybe he doesn't have to spend money to go to the brothel, but he can also make money back."
Qing Mulan blinked at Jin Feng: "Sir, how about it? Just think about it."
In fact, this situation has happened since ancient times. Some literati even live by writing poems and lyrics for brothel girls, the most famous of which is Liu Yong.
When Liu Yong was in a downturn, he lived on brothel girls.
Of course, Liu Yong is not a novice who eats and drinks freely, but is really talented and knowledgeable. As long as the girls he has worked with, their value will increase sharply.
In the brothel circle at that time, Liu Yong was a real and powerful idol. He was sought after by countless brothel girls at that time. He even wrote a slogan for him: I don’t want a thousand jin, I want to be the heart of Liu Lang. I don’t want the gods to see him.
I wish to know Liu Lang's face.
It is enough to show Liu Yong's position in the minds of the brothel girl.
Although Jin Feng is an engineering man, after nine years of compulsory education and three years of high school Chinese training, he has accumulated countless poems.
All those who can be selected into Chinese textbooks and be recited in the full text are treasures in the long river of culture on earth for thousands of years.
As long as Jin Feng is willing, it is not difficult to surpass Liu Yong.
Jin Feng himself was not resistant to this. After all, there were no poets and lyricists in this world, and he could not let these treasures be covered with dust after he recited them.
"Mu Lan has a good idea."
Guan Xiaorou said: "If we don't say we can make money by writing poetry, we can establish a good relationship with Chunfenglou, and it's better to get Dongdong's sister out, right?"
"She has a good idea? What a hammer!"
Jin Feng said angrily: "Don't say that I may not be able to write any good poems, even if I can write them, I can't do this."
"Why?"
"Dongdong's sister is not a courtesan, and things are already very troublesome. If she becomes a courtesan, wouldn't it be even more difficult?"
"this……"
Guan Xiaorou and Qing Mulan were stunned at the same time.
It seems that this is the reason.
"Then you would write poems for other red cards and let others be courtesans?"
"Dongdong's sister is the key target of Chunfenglou's training. If you can't choose this year, you will not be released next year, so you won't let anyone go easily."
"What should I do?"
Guan Xiaorou glanced at Tang Dongdong, whose head was getting lower and lower, and her face turned red with anxiety.
Jin Feng looked at Guan Xiaorou and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
"I thought of a solution."
...
After listening to Jin Feng's approach, Tang Dongdong's mood improved significantly. Several people discussed it in the room for a morning and finally confirmed the plan.
"The head of the family, these are two thousand five hundred taels of silver bills, you can take them."
Guan Xiaorou took out a stack of silver notes from her purse, counted a few and left them, and handed them all to Jin Feng.
"What do I do with so much money?"
Jin Feng smiled and took out a hundred taels of denomination from the silver notes: "This is endless."
"If you can't finish using it, you'll get it back. If you want to use it and don't bring it, wouldn't it be a joke?"
Guan Xiaorou stubbornly stuffed the silver notes into Jin Feng's hands.
"All right."
Jin Feng couldn't resist Guan Xiaorou, so he had to put away the bill.
After lunch, Jin Feng walked into Fengyuefang where Chunfeng Tower was located with an iron hammer.
Turning into Fengyuefang, Jin Feng smelled a faint rouge atmosphere. The people who came and went on the road were scholars holding folding fans or merchants wearing gold and silver.
Of course, at the entrance of each brothel, there are several young women standing on the street, shaking their handkerchiefs or twisting their waists, and greeting pedestrians.
Although Jin Feng was dressed cleanly and neatly and his clothes were very fit, the fabric was ordinary coarse cloth, which was immediately pale in comparison with those noble young men who were dressed in bright and beautifully.
Not to mention the iron hammer, it is covered with linen, and it is obvious that it is not from a rich family.
Most of the brothels who are in a slight manner are the ones who look down on others. Those noble men wearing gold and silver are greeted by others from afar, but none of them greet Jin Feng and the others.
It was not until the two of them entered the gate of Chunfeng Tower that a turtle man impatiently kicked the newly bought servant next to him:
"There are two more local buns who come to our Chunfeng Tower to see the world. Go and send me a pass."
"yes!"
The little servant bent over and agreed, and trotted over to meet him.
Perhaps because of the new arrival, the little servant was not skilled in seeing that he was not skilled in his low-key skills, so he ran to Jin Feng and bowed enthusiastically and asked, "Please, please, two uncles, are you listening to music, or are you looking for a familiar one.
Girl?"
"This little bastard doesn't even have the ability to see it at all. He must train him well when he turns back. Nod and bow to such a person. They will have to join in the fun next time."
The turtle man muttered dissatisfiedly. As soon as he was about to turn around and leave, he saw the hammer behind Jin Feng take out a silver ingot of two taels from his pocket and throw it to the servant.
Sichuan and Sichuan are mountainous, so the people are naturally not as rich as the Central Plains. Chunfeng Tower cannot be compared with the big brothels like the capital, and there are not so many local tyrants who spend a lot of money.
Spending twenty or thirty taels of silver overnight at Chunfenglou is already a big customer.
Rewarding two or three cents of silver for mailboxing is considered a generous person.
There are few customers like Jin Feng who can reward two taels of silver in a casual manner, but they can't see many in a month.
It’s not that Jin Feng wants to be generous, but that he has never entered a brothel. Before coming, he specifically inquired about the market and the roads in brothels. He knew that the little servant had a low status in brothels, so he could not arrange for them to meet Tang Xiaobei.
Such a red card girl.
This can only be used to attract the attention of brothels.
The facts proved that the waiter's words were still very useful. The Turtle Master, who had just looked disgusted, instantly changed into a flattering smile and trotted over.
He nodded and bowed from a distance: "Oh, please come in and ask me inside, dog, you go back first, I'll come to receive these two uncles in person."
"No, I think he's pretty good."
Jin Feng deliberately glanced at Gui Gong.
"Uncle, the dog is new and clumsy. Don't neglect the two distinguished guests."
The guitar was not annoyed when he was scolded. He bent his waist and smiled flatteringly: "I have been in Chunfeng Tower for more than ten years. I know all kinds of girls. As long as you say you want, I can find you whatever you want."
"Oh?" Jin Feng asked, "I heard that Miss Tang Xiaobei is quite talented, can you arrange it?"
"Yes, of course."
The turtle man patted his chest and said, "But Xiaobei girl is the top player in our Chunfeng Tower. She will soon participate in the courtesan competition on behalf of our Chunfeng Tower. She will meet one hundred taels at a time and have 500 taels of tea with her."
"Do you think I'm like a sucker?"
Jin Feng said coldly: "Don't say that Tang Xiaobei is not a courtesan, even if she has already taken the courtesan, she will not be able to drink tea!"
"That's sorry, uncle, Miss Xiaobei is the price, otherwise, you are choosing another girl?"
The turtle man felt a little regretful.
In fact, Tang Xiaobei didn't need so much money at all, but he saw Jin Feng being generous, and it seemed like he was in a brothel for the first time. He wanted to kill him, but Jin Feng was not fooled.