One hundred and fourteenth merchants pay more attention to profits
The two somewhat corroded door panels of the building were closed, and the woman who was considered a prominent figure in Rouge Lane was left to hang out by Sister Cui. The face with too much gouache to cover the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes trembled with humiliating anger. If
On a normal day, this well-educated nun, who has always had a bad temper, would have to call several nurses from the brothel to come up. She would have to tear the mouths of those bitches who didn't show any respect to her.
One person was able to achieve the goal of chickens and dogs ascending to heaven. The child rolling in the mud in the market was caught by that person, and Wang Cuicui also flexed her authority. Although she was irritated, she had nothing to do.
According to what scholars say in Ningxiang Residence in Rouge Alley, even if you don’t say that you are the number one scholar, you will definitely not be able to escape. Therefore, there is a pomp and circumstance for traveling, but the upbringing mama is not a very important person.
There is nothing wrong with bringing two servants, but the scene outside the building is definitely beyond her reach.
After finishing her previous words, Sister Cui couldn't tolerate any more intimacy, so she found some excuse to shut out the former sister who worked in Ningxiang Juli. No matter how loudly she slapped the door panel, she never opened the door again.
, and the two relatively strong old door panels were far beyond the strength of a woman to open them. Sister Cui squatted down and leaned against the door panels, with thick bast paper covering the window panes, and the people outside looked inside dimly.
Can't see clearly.
Maybe because Sister Cui couldn't be found and couldn't open the door, the people outside retreated angrily, and all the firelight outside the building dissipated, leaving only a looming light, still stubbornly guarding the outside of the building.
With a little saliva on his fingertips, he opened the corner of the window a little and looked outside. Only one person holding a lantern was still bustling among the crowd just now.
Sister Cui saw that the man still had no intention of leaving, and her feet were sore and numb, so she opened a few inches of the door panel again, and asked the person who was still guarding outside: "You still want to get out of this shabby building like mine?"
What do you want from me?"
"But I want to see that person."
"It's useless. Little girls like us can't figure out the thoughts of a person like the Young Master." Outside the building, the graceful and graceful woman like a peony turned pale, "Besides, you now want to spend your time on the person that the Young Master likes.
, I have violated a big taboo, it is better to retire early and find a good family to marry."
"I just want him to change his mind..."
Sister Cui showed a sarcastic smile. Even though her appearance and attire were far inferior to the graceful woman she faced, she was still as aggressive as in the movie where she taught a girl who had done something wrong when she first entered the industry: "I want to spend some time on that child before I give up."
Come forward to beg him? Not to mention whether the young master is happy or not, disturbing his secrets is equivalent to disrupting his business. Have you ever seen the young master still interact with people who ruined his business? "
"Young Master values friendship! Everything you said is wrong! Young Master is happy with me!"
Sister Cui looked at the rude woman in front of her with pity.
The young master is a businessman, and businessmen value profit over separation.
The woman in front of her who had been taught a lesson by her and now became the courtesan of Xiaoxiang Garden in Rouge Lane was just trying to use some common methods in the entertainment world to attract the child's soul and seek to change the young master's mind.
The man in white who once promoted her as one of the courtesans in Rouge Lane and then left her changed his mind.
"Sister, please, the young master has not been to Xiaoxiang Garden for a long time." This graceful woman stepped forward and grabbed Sister Cui's sleeve, "There must be something different about that child, otherwise how could the young master..."
Sister Cui waved her hand and she almost fell to the ground. She staggered three or five steps before she could stabilize herself. The pearls on her head were also messed up.
She is no longer as luxurious as she was a few breaths ago, but looks like an abandoned woman who was kicked out of her home by a wealthy family.
Seeing Sister Cui resolutely closing the door, the woman felt resentful, but she couldn't do the same rude behavior as she had done before, so she left.
Sister Cui frowned and looked at Wei Changpan, who had just returned from the Longpu River with a wooden basin filled with bowls and chopsticks. It was obvious that everything he had just done had been seen at a glance.
"Put those things down and come over here."
He put all the bowls and chopsticks in the wooden basin into the kitchen cupboard, then wiped his hands with a quick rag, walked out, and sat in front of Sister Cui.
Father Yan and Mother Sun decided to take a break and went to the second floor to rest. Only Sister Cui and him were left on the first floor of the building, sitting at the table where they had just eaten, facing each other.
"I'm not going to lie to you, the rent of the building can be waived, it all depends on your face, Panzi, or the face of the young master." Sister Cui looked a little tired, and kept rubbing her forehead with her two rough index fingers.
The acupuncture points on both sides, "Then the money you owe will be written off in one stroke. It seems that I still owe you some debts, so I will tell you everything."
Wei Changpan listened attentively and saw Sister Cui showing a longing expression.
“When I entered Rouge Lane at the beginning of the year, the bustle here was unparalleled in Wuhang City. The incense smoked in the pavilions could be smelled two or three miles away. The rouge washed off every day could change the color of the Longpu River.
They are all famous people in the city and Jiangzhou."
"The young master who admired you was still sitting in the most eye-catching carriage in Wuhang City all day long, surrounded by jars of fine wine. In the carriage, he was surrounded by the oirans of Wuhang City, whistling through the city.
In the streets and alleys, golden beans are thrown to the poor along the way. If a dandy refuses to give way to someone on the road, the horsewhip with a pearl-embellished handshake will be swung up, but no one dares to fight back."
"At that time, I redeemed myself from my previous employer's house, and supported such a scene with Sun's mother in Rouge Alley. I got up at sunrise and could not rest in the middle of the night. I could only pick out the rouge and gouache for the stage.
It’s the cheapest. If you don’t wash your face for a long time, it will itch. It’s so itchy that you can’t help but scratch your face but you can’t help but apply it. Who told us that we are also obscene in Rouge Alley?”
Sister Cui said, feeling sad. When she mentioned these bitter things in her early years, she remembered them vividly. The building had just opened, and the snack and meal business made by Sun's mother was doing well, but few people appreciated her pipa skills.
The people who came to listen were all traffickers and lackeys, and most of them stared intently at the skin that Sister Cui deliberately exposed.
"That day, God was not kind. It rained continuously in the afternoon and I didn't know who was crying. There was no one to listen to the audience in the afternoon. The two people standing under the eaves were also taking shelter from the rain. Mother Sun advised me to close the door panel of the building.
Close it and rest for a day."
"I don't listen to her. The rent of the building is so expensive. It would be nice if someone could come to listen and drop a coin. I would earn the rice for tonight's dinner. But the rain is getting heavier and heavier. How can there be anyone again?"
Come?"
She narrowed her eyes and her cheeks turned red, as if she was drunk: "Just when she was about to put away the pipa, the enemy came in with two girls who were wet and exposed, and one look at them made me feel ashamed. Everyone said
The eldest son of Qin was a very suave and suave person in Yushu Linfeng. At that time, he was just a drowned rat, jumping on his feet to ask for hot water from Mama Sun."
"Then he listened to Duan Pipa and left this behind."
Sister Cui raised her hand, took the red rope around her neck, and lifted up an exquisite box from the softness. After opening it, she took out the thing inside, which was also a golden bean. The word "Qin" on it was not rubbed and was only a little bit.
There are only a few traces, but they are genuine, engraved golden beans.
"Three years ago, he was the last person before leaving Wuhang.
I came to Rouge Lane and listened to Pipa, but this time he left and didn't come to listen."
"How can there be such heartless people in the world?"
Holding the golden bean in her hand as if it were her life, Sister Cui closed her eyes and put her fisted hand against her cheek.
"So, don't take this golden bean too seriously, but it's not difficult to rely on it to make a stable life for the rest of your life."
"In short, what the young master is interested in is not you as a person, but the value of you. Just like gold, it was originally a thing like copper and iron. Later, it was regarded as rare and used as money."
Wei Changpan was running in the night and remembered what Sister Cui said.
"Can you prevent me from being killed?"
"No one dares to kill anyone who is protected by the Young Master."
He stopped and panted heavily. The watchman passing by looked at the young man who was still running on the road in the middle of the night inexplicably, and kindly reminded him: "Although the curfew is not strict at the moment, I was caught by the patrolman."
, you still have to go to the yamen to get beaten up, and you should go back early."
The old man who has been working as a watchman in Wuhang City for half his life has never seen anything in the world. After killing people in the street, he ran away like crazy. When he was captured, blood was splashed all over the ground. Not to mention the gentleman on the beam who wore black clothes and walked over the walls every night.
I can see a few of them and I'm familiar with them. I might be interested in picking up some good stuff that doesn't cost anything.
However, this guy doesn't look like a bad person, so it's okay to mention it. You can't meddle in other people's business.
"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful with the fire..."
The old man who had been working as a watchman in Wuhang City for most of his life then struck the gong in his hand in the streets and alleys. The loud sound made Wei Changpan wake up.
No longer needing to worry that he would die inexplicably, he did not even need to pay attention to the notices posted by the government. For the first time in his life, Wei Changpan realized that besides Emperor Yao, there was someone else who could achieve such an act of almost covering the sky with one hand, just because of him
The person you like is as relaxed as eating and drinking tea, and you have the person in the palm of your hand.
Is this what money can do... It's clearly something that looks pretty but can't be used for anything. Once upon a time, it became something that can kill people and bring them back to life.
Wei Changpan suddenly remembered that it was the end of the year. He had not been able to return to the town since he went to Yanyu Tower in Yanhu Lake. He wondered if his relatives in the town were still healthy, if anyone in the town had killed the New Year pig, and what would happen to the children in the town this year?
Who made the lanterns? Does the roof of the old house at home need to be repaired? Can dad's legs and feet be able to do this work? Are the beauties in the brothel okay, and Wen Zhao is okay.
He looked up and saw a bright moon hanging high in the sky, shining on his face. The people in Qingshan Town were probably looking at the same moon as he was looking at.