Zhang Fangyuan slowly greeted the customers who came to buy meat, and then looked at the waiter who came forward.

"Who asked you to come here?"

The waiter looked at Zhang Fangyuan's sharp eyes and didn't dare to lie: "It's Jiu Niang, I want to find out the way from Brother Zhang and buy another bottle of perfume."

Hearing this result, Zhang Fangyuan couldn't help but frown. He originally thought that someone else would come to buy it, so he could bid for it. In the end, he underestimated the competitiveness of these women. After getting a good thing, they would never tell others where it came from so easily. This made his business not so good.

He said, "That depends on whether she can afford it."

The waiter said quickly, "Mrs. Jiu said the price is negotiable. I just hope Brother Zhang won't make things difficult for me."

"Five thousand coins." Zhang Fangyuan said confidently, "She wants me to do her a favor as well."

The young man didn't say much, but immediately took out five taels of silver, showing great generosity. The guy was of course very efficient, after all, he was not the one who actually paid the money, he just had to do the job well.

Zhang Fangyuan took the money and immediately gave a bottle of perfume to the waiter. With a smile, he earned a small sum of 4,980 coins.

He had long seen how these brothel ladies spent money. Some men spent huge sums of money on them, so naturally they were also generous. Ordinary people could only spend a few cents, but they would easily spend hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of dollars.

The brothel was originally a den of decadence. The people in these brothels don't have much to spend when they go out for a leisurely stroll, so they naturally spend the money they have on silk, gold and silver jewelry, and spices and cosmetics.

However, not everyone can afford to spend so much. There are rich and poor people in the village, and brothels are also divided into different levels. The only girls who can spend money freely and generously are the top girls. Those from the lower class or the old and ugly ones also have to make a tight living.

But for someone like Yin Jiuniang, Zhang Fangyuan narrowed his eyes as he looked at the young man who was jogging back to report, thinking that she deserved to be slaughtered at will.

It was no wonder that he was so greedy. The boy went back and gave the rose water to Yin Jiuniang and reported the bill.

Yin Jiuniang was happily admiring the rose water, but before she could be happy, she couldn't help but curse her mother when she heard the price: "How can you not rob the money if you put this far away!"

The waiter scratched his head and said, "I dare not bargain with Brother Zhang. I have to pay whatever he says. I am afraid that I will mess up the matter for the girl."

"Forget it. Someone will come to help me get my money back." Yin Jiuniang waved the waiter away and looked at the crudely made bottle of perfume. It was just an extremely ordinary ceramic of poor quality. She couldn't help but feel disgusted. It made people think that the perfume was also a cheap product. She turned around and transferred the perfume into a small glass bottle. Immediately, the rose water in the bottle glowed brightly, looking quite valuable.

She curled the corners of her mouth and turned to go to the room of Miss Wanxia, ​​another top star in Yunliang Pavilion.

"Good sister, this is really a good thing."

"Of course my things are not bad, and they belong to my sister. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be willing to give them out. My sister, please use them sparingly. This perfume is not easy to come by."

"Good sister, I will follow your instructions." Wanxia said politely, "I don't know how much this fragrance dew is worth, but I can't just take it for nothing."

Yin Jiuniang sneered in her heart, you want to take it for free but I won't give it to you: "The price is not high, just the money for a piece of satin that my sister usually gets, so I will give you ten taels of silver. We are sisters, there is no need to be polite."

Wanxia twitched the corners of her mouth imperceptibly and said, "Why don't you go and grab it!"

But he really liked this fragrant dew. Even though it was a little expensive, he could still afford it, so he paid for it generously.

Yin Jiuniang smiled happily and earned five thousand coins with tears and blood.

With the top courtesan using this perfume, the market soon opened up. However, within a few days, Yin Jiuniang's people came to Zhang Fangyuan again.

"My pork is not sold as fast as your girls' perfume. Are you spending too much money and throwing it all away to take a bath?"

The young man said, "How dare I interfere with the girl's affairs? Maybe this perfume is too good, so I use it more frequently."

Zhang Fangyuan stared at the waiter straight in the face, which made people's hair stand on end, but before the waiter could open his mouth to beg for mercy, he made an offer: "The goods are good, but the price has been raised. This time, I want eight thousand coins."

"Ah!" the boy exclaimed, "This, this..."

"Love or not."

The clerk scratched his head and said, "I'm just afraid that the price will go up too quickly, and the girl will think I'm cheating."

"What are you frying? Go back and ask her before buying. Anyway, the price changes every day. It's up to you girls whether you want it or not."

To be on the safe side, the young man decided to go back and ask his superiors for their opinion. Otherwise, if he was asked to pay for it, he would suffer a huge loss.

Zhang Fangyuan was not in a hurry. He ate his lunch leisurely in the afternoon. Seeing that no one had come yet, he crossed his legs and dozed off on the recliner. He came back a little later.

"Brother Zhang, our girl wants to invite you for a drink."

Zhang Fangyuan took off the large palm-leaf fan that was covering his face, squinted at the waiter, sneered, asked the stall manager to keep an eye on the stall for him, and followed the waiter to Yunliang Pavilion.

In the afternoon, the building was being cleaned up in preparation for opening for business. Guests who had arrived early were already listening to opera in the main hall, and there was also the noisy sound of singing and dancing in the backyard. Yunliang Pavilion provides wine and food for its guests, and in the afternoon the street behind the back door of the building is filled with the fragrance. Many vendors would gather here, hoping to collect the leftover vegetables from the building.

The chef in the building would sometimes buy it. After all, at this time of year the vendors were in a hurry to sell their goods and leave the city, so the prices were very low.

Zhang Fangyuan was used to going in through the back door. When he passed by, the alley was just as lively as the one outside the main entrance where the woman looking out onto the street was soliciting customers.

"You are the one who buys something and you call the seller into the house to buy. How many buyers can afford such a buyer?"

"Brother Zhang, you are so welcome." Yin Jiuniang poured wine for Zhang Fangyuan: "I invited Brother Zhang to come here to discuss business."

Zhang Fangyuan refused the wine, but he actually guessed what Yin Jiuniang meant, otherwise he would not have made this trip.

"Just tell me what you want to say. You know I don't like to take detours."

Yin Jiuniang also meant this. After all, she would have to put up a sign to receive customers later, so she said, "Brother Zhang, please sell me all the perfume you have on hand."

Zhang Fangyuan raised his eyebrows: "I asked the clerk to get it first and then sold it to someone else."

Yin Jiuniang smiled but said nothing.

If Zhang Fangyuan had no interest in this business, he would not have come.

"I still have twenty bottles of perfume here. Please name your price." Zhang Fangyuan turned around and wanted to pour a cup of tea, but when he thought about where this place was, he put the tea back. It was possible that the edible and usable things in Yunliang Pavilion had some ingredients added.

"Brother Zhang, please give me some profit for our long-term acquaintance. My youth is gone, and I can't stay in this building for many more years. After you left, there were many talented people in this building, all of them were bright-looking, so Jiu Niang is not as good as before. I also thought that I could save money in the past few years, redeem myself, and go to a small place where no one knows me, buy some land and live there."

Zhang Fangyuan squinted his eyes. An ordinary man would be quite moved after hearing such words. He might feel pity and generosity at the same time. But... who told him to be Zhang Fangyuan? He has been in this building for a long time and has heard too many such words. Any prostitute or boy would use the same rhetoric.

He patted the back of his hand to signal Yin Jiuniang to stop: "Come on, everyone is busy with business. Why waste your breath? Just name a price and take it if both parties agree. If not, we can still have some friendship in the future."

Yin Jiuniang rolled her eyes and heard An Saner say that this man was different after getting married. How was he different? It's still the same.

"Let's make it even, one hundred taels."

"You go out and turn over a hundred taels or more. You have never read a book, but you are very good at calculating."

Zhang Fangyuan said, "One hundred and fifty."

"Brother Zhang~" Yin Jiuniang couldn't help but act like a spoiled brat: "Even if I feel that Jiuniang asked for an exorbitant price, people still have to buy it. It's not easy to sell it if the price is too high!"

"One hundred and two."

Zhang Fangyuan was selectively deaf, only listening to the price offered and not the other comments: "Deal."

Yin Jiuniang: It was too hasty.

"Two days later at noon, we will hand over the money and the goods."

"Not tomorrow?"

"Brother Zhang, you need two days to raise the money."

Zhang Fangyuan shook his head. This business was so profitable, how come he hadn't even saved up a hundred taels after all these years?

But he didn't say it out loud, and stood up: "Brother, you are so generous, I won't charge you for the bottle I gave you earlier."

“…”

I've met countless men, but I've never met two weird men like you.

Zhang Fangyuan walked out of Yunliang Pavilion with brisk steps, thinking that he would bring He Ge'er with him to withdraw the money in two days, so that they could have some fun again.

…

"Brother He, I have something to tell you. You must take it to heart."

After a busy day, Xu He relaxed in the evening and leisurely made sauce for a man from the village who came to buy sauce.

The man was not very old, probably three to five years older than Xu He. He looked around the tea stall, his eyes almost overflowing with envy. Looking back, I saw Xu He here, going in and out like a boss, sighing and admiring.

Xu He, who used to be as dark as a mountain monkey in the village, unexpectedly lived such a comfortable life after getting married. Her husband also built a tea stall for her to manage. No girl or boy in the village could have such a good fate.

On the ridges of the fields and rivers in the village, everyone gathered together and sighed.

It's not a big deal just to listen to people talk about it, but when you actually see how good a life they are living, you feel really sad and jealous.

Xu He didn't understand what he meant: "What's the matter?"

"You have to keep an eye on Zhang Fang. He's going to the brothel again."

The word "again" is very clever, reminding people of the time when Zhang Fangyuan often went in and out of the brothel, and now his old habit has come back again.

When Xu He heard this suddenly, he felt that there was some ill-intention in this person. There were many people in the village who were jealous of their family and wished that they would be wiped out. He didn't take it to heart and asked, "How do you know?"

"My husband told me. He went to sell pears outside Yunliang Pavilion today, and I saw him walk in with a swagger. There was a seductive woman waiting inside, who looked like the most beautiful courtesan in the building."

Xu He's eyebrows moved: "Your man also knows the Oiran?"

The young man was dumbfounded by the question, and suddenly he became anxious: "I'm telling you this out of kindness, why are you still saying these things?"

After saying that, the young man put down the money and left with the jar of sauce.

Xu He watched the person go away and pursed his lips.

What was he doing in the brothel again?

Hasn't he been told where the jars at home are? And since they haven't been used up yet, there's no need to buy more.

See the Oiran? Not really. The profits from the stall had to be settled every day. How could he afford to seduce an Oiran with the little money he had?

Tsk, but…it seems like I did give him a large sum of money some time ago, and he insisted on keeping it in his pocket.