Zheng Hongxiu said casually, "I can arrange for you to meet with Ninth Master, but the fee..."

"Money is a small matter!" Du Yucheng was eager to see the person; nothing else mattered anymore. After all, Yu Changsi had given him a thousand taels of gold, so he wasn't short of money.

"Just name your needs, Madam Zheng!"

Zheng Hongxiu thought for a moment and said, "General An Yuan sacrificed his life for the Great Jing Dynasty, protecting the peace of our people. Logically, I shouldn't ask for money. But... I'm a businesswoman, and I rely on this business to make a living and support so many people, so I'll just charge a symbolic consulting fee!"

"How much? I'll give it to you."

"One hundred taels of gold."

Du Yucheng choked for a moment, his eyes widening as he said, "One hundred taels of gold? And this is just a symbolic amount??"

Zheng Hongxiu seemed even more surprised than Du Yucheng, and asked doubtfully, "Is this a lot? General Anyuan, our best girls here cost two hundred taels of silver per hour."

Everyone in Chengdu was buzzing with excitement.

Two hundred taels of silver per hour!

If you stay overnight, five hours will cost a thousand taels of silver!

His hundred taels of gold are only enough for one night with a girl?!

Are you fucking robbing me?

Du Yucheng was internally ranting, but he couldn't refute it, because he noticed that Zheng Hongxiu's gaze towards him was becoming increasingly disdainful.

That look seemed to say, "So you don't have any money, huh? What are you pretending for at a brothel if you don't have any!"

Du Yu Chengdu turned around and left.

Zheng Hongxiu asked, "General, where is Ninth Master?"

"I'm going to get the money! I didn't bring that much gold with me!!" Du Yucheng stormed out of the room.

Zheng Hongxiu curled her lips into a smile, her face showing disdain.