After finishing his work, Zhuang Zhou returned to the backyard.

Then I took out the mirror.

"Ling'er, come here, I'll give you something!"

Ma Xiaoling said "oh" and ran forward.

Zhuang Zhou opened the package and took out a mirror:

"Look, do you like it?"

Ma Xiaoling held the letter doubtfully in her hands, not knowing what it was.

"Boss Zhuang, what is this?"

"It's called a glass mirror."

Zhuang Zhou explained and found that Ma Xiaoling had not opened the mirror at all.

"You open this, and then like this."

This time I brought a folding mirror with a plastic shell on the outside. After folding, the mirror can be placed flat on the table.

It is very convenient for girls to use when washing and dressing up.

"Wow!"

"Boss Zhuang, this is so clear!"

Ma Xiaoling was completely shocked!

Although she didn't even have a bronze mirror.

But she still looked in the mirror.

I've never seen myself like this before!

This was the first time in Ma Xiaoling's life that she saw her own face so clearly.

I didn’t expect that I’m so beautiful!

"How is it? Do you like it?!"

Zhuang Zhou saw that Ma Xiaoling's hand holding the mirror was trembling slightly.

It looks like this is really exciting!

Ma Xiaoling nodded repeatedly and was very excited.

"Then I'll give it to you!"

"ah?"

Ma Xiaoling turned to look at Zhuang Zhou with a suspicious look on her face.

She thought she must have heard wrongly.

How could Mr. Zhuang give such a precious mirror to me?

After all, she couldn't even afford a bronze mirror.

How can I possess such a precious mirror?

"Why are you standing there? I'm really giving it to you, keep it for yourself!"

Ma Xiaoling lowered his head:

"Boss Zhuang, I don't deserve such a precious mirror."

Zhuang Zhou smiled and said:

"There's nothing wrong with this. You're an employee of the shop, so just accept it if I give it to you."

Unexpectedly, Ma Xiaoling was stunned for a moment, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

not good!

Are you so moved that you cry?

Zhuang Zhou quickly added:

"Okay! Let's go cook! I'm hungry!"

Ma Xiaoling cried with joy and wiped away her tears.

Then she held the mirror and happily went to cook.

After dinner.

Zhuang Zhou was very satisfied with the meal tonight.

That’s the good thing about cooking at home.

Large quantity, enough to fill you up.

The key is that with modern seasonings, it tastes pretty good.

Zhuang Zhou stretched his body and watched the sky gradually darken.

He said to Ma San:

"Ma San, which is the best brothel in Chang'an City?"

When Zhuang Zhou asked this, everyone was stunned.

Mr. Zhuang, are you looking for a girl?

He looks gentle and refined on weekdays, and doesn't seem like the kind of person who lingers in brothels and drinking.

But no wonder!

For a young and wealthy boss like Mr. Zhuang, it is not uncommon to go to a brothel to find a few girls to play with.

"I'm asking you a question."

Ma San came back to his senses and said, "Boss Zhuang, I've never been to a brothel, so I don't know which one is good."

Too.

With Ma San's salary level, he probably can't afford it.

At this time, Fat Tiger raised his hand:

"Boss Zhuang, I know which brothel is the best?"

"Oh, you say."

Fat Tiger chuckled:

"Of course it has to be Fengyiyuan! If Mr. Zhuang wants to find a girl, he should go to Fengyiyuan. I heard that all the girls there are fair and clean, with pink and tender skin."

Zhuang Zhou: “…”

All right!

This little fat guy obviously has the wrong idea!

But at this moment, Zhuang Zhou inadvertently saw Ma Xiaoling not far away staring at him.

His face was already flushed.

Zhuang Zhou was embarrassed now!

People must have misunderstood that I was going to a brothel to find a girl.

"You little fat boy are not serious at all. Who said I was going to find a girl?"

Zhuang Zhou said righteously:

"I was planning to go to the brothel and sell mirrors, to do business!"

Fat Tiger was embarrassed.

The skinny monkey also took the opportunity to slap him on the head:

"Well, Fatty, how do you know that the girls in Fengyiyuan are so fair and tender? Have you ever been there?"

"Ah, I haven't been there. I just heard about it."

Stop talking nonsense! You must have been there with them."

"No, I'm still a novice!"

Fat Tiger felt wronged and his face turned red.

"Alright! Stop fighting!"

Zhuang Zhou waved his hand, stood up and said loudly:

"Tonight I'll take you to a brothel... to sell mirrors."

…

In fact, Zhuang Zhou had also seen brothels in film and television dramas.

Literati and poets drank and talked happily.

The famous prostitute played and sang a song.

It seems to have some flavor of a talented man and a beautiful woman.

But Zhuang Zhou was certainly not a talented man, and he was not here to drink and buy prostitutes.

Instead, he was there to do business.

The targets of the business are the prostitutes in the brothels.

In this era, prostitutes were also classified.

Geisha mainly engage in artistic performances. The people we hear in movies and TV dramas who sell their art but not their bodies are this type of people.

Then there is the prostitute, who, as the name suggests, is someone who sells her body.

This industry is actually an ancient industry.

The founder was Guan Zhong in the Spring and Autumn Period.

In Chang'an City, brothels were also divided into different levels.

For example, courtyards, pavilions, and halls are one level higher than buildings and shops, and are considered first-class brothels.

Fengyiyuan is one of the three best brothels in Chang'an City.

After all, it is a place of fireworks, where all kinds of people mix.

So Zhuang Zhou was still cautious when he went to these places.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!