Chu Jinjin's alcohol tolerance is quite good. The main point is that most of the alcohol in this era has a very low alcohol content; it's weak and can't compare to that of later generations.
Chu Jinjin earnestly asked, "Aunt Yang, if Master Jin does anything other than drink, can I beat him up?"
Mrs. Yang gave a blank "Ah," unsure how to respond.
"Of course, hahaha, if you want to beat up Pear Blossom, go ahead, I, Jin Ye, will absolutely not fight back." He prefers women who resist to women who do whatever they want; that's the real deal. As for fighting? He's a man, after all.
Although he's a bit chubby and a bit old, he's still a man.
Mother Yang then realized what was happening and burst into laughter: "Master Jin, you must be gentle with her. Pear Blossom is new here and doesn't know anything."
According to the road sign, her parents were often ill, her younger brother was studying, and Zhang Lihua did all the housework by herself, so she must be quite strong.
Of course, if they knew that the person in front of them was Chu Jinjin, they would probably be scared out of their wits.
Mrs. Yang was still worried and solemnly warned, "Uncle Jin, as much as you want to have fun, let's make this clear first: if you delay the competition for the title of courtesan, I'll risk my life."
Jin nodded, as impatient as if he had just caught his prey.
Every profession has its own rules, and he knew them well.
Besides, while it's nice to have a beautiful woman, there's a certain charm to seeing her through the fog.
He stepped into the private room, closed the door, and paused slightly, "Little Miss Pear Blossom, aren't you afraid?"
Logically speaking, a virgin who has just entered the world of prostitution should be as frightened as a little bird when she is alone in a room with a man.
Zhang Lihua looked around curiously, showing no sign of fear whatsoever.
"Why be afraid?" Chu Jinjin found a place to sit down and picked up the wine pot on the table. "Master Jin, let's have a drink."
Finish your drink early so you can end this sooner.
Chu Jinjin had made up her mind. This Master Jin was no ordinary person, so she decided to avoid taking action if possible and instead get him drunk!
Jin Ye paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "That's good, that's good! So the young lady likes to drink."
It's not that he didn't think things through; if there were other options, no woman would willingly fall into prostitution.
Drinking is great; once you're drunk, you can do whatever you want.
Master Jin picked up the wine jug and said with a smile, "Young lady, shall we play a drinking game, or something else?"
"I don't know how to play drinking games," Chu Jinjin suggested. "Can we just drink like this?"
This is exactly what Master Jin wanted.
The two of them, strangely, came to the same conclusion.
Chu Jinjin doesn't like drinking alcohol; she finds it spicy and astringent. Why not fruit juice or sweet water? Why does she insist on drinking this weird-tasting stuff?
She held her breath as if she were taking medicine, and gulped it down in large mouthfuls, then choked and coughed violently.
Jin Ye's few remaining doubts vanished completely. Based on his extensive experience, he realized it was definitely his first time drinking, and he was just putting on a brave face.
Having gotten used to the spiciness of the liquor, Chu Jinjin was more experienced this time. She downed it in one gulp, then turned the spout up so that a few drops of liquor could slowly drip out. Wiping her mouth, she urged, "Master Jin, it's your turn."
"Young lady, you'll get drunk easily like this." Master Jin seemed to see what was about to happen: a full pot of wine, which was about the limit of what most women could drink, and she immediately became excited and reacted.
After finishing a pot of wine, Master Jin was filled with anticipation.
After two jugs of wine, my expectations were practically overflowing.
After five jugs of wine, Master Jin sensed something was wrong and shook his dizzy head vigorously: "Pear, Lady Pear Blossom has a huge capacity for alcohol."
He wouldn't normally get drunk so quickly, but he couldn't resist drinking without eating anything.
"Not bad, not bad." Chu Jinjin downed another pot of wine and suddenly understood why some people like to drink. It turns out that what they drink is not the wine, but the feeling. For example, right now, she felt heroic and dared to go directly to Zhou Guoshou's door to beat him up.
Jin waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I can't drink anymore."
"That won't do. If I drink it, how can you not drink it?" Chu Jinjin waited for a moment, and seeing that he was swaying and grinning foolishly but refusing to drink, she pinched his mouth and forced him to drink.
Even if he's drunk, a hundred sober Jin Ye wouldn't be a match for him.
After being force-fed a pot of wine, Master Jin rolled his eyes and collapsed like a dead pig.
So drunk he couldn't be more drunk.
The door was suddenly pushed open, and a young woman walked in. Her features were not the traditionally delicate type, but rather strong. Her hair was combed tightly against her scalp, and she had an ethereal and capable air about her.
Li Xinzhi had described Qingxiao's appearance before, and Chu Jinjin recognized him at a glance, honestly saying, "He's drunk."
Qingxiao: "......"
"Miss Chu, I'm sorry, something unexpected happened and you had to go through with this." Qingxiao touched Lao Jin's nose and breathed a sigh of relief, confirming that he was indeed drunk and not dead. "Are you alright? Let me take you back to my room first."
As the top courtesan of Manyuanchun, and even the entire capital, Qingxiao had a certain amount of influence. She helped Chu Jinjin up and spoke in a low but quick voice: "I have already spoken to Mother Yang, and you will be staying with me for the next few days."
Manyuanchun already resembled a modern-day private club, with casual patrons on the first floor and private rooms upstairs, the higher up the floor, the more prestigious the patrons.
Qingxiao has a separate room on the fifth floor. As long as Chu Jinjin doesn't go out, she's absolutely safe.
"Miss Chu, you are truly skilled and daring." Qingxiao brewed a pot of tea and handed it over, sighing softly, "I admire you very much."
"There's nothing I can do about it." Chu Jinjin rubbed her head; after drinking six whole jugs of wine, she was now slightly tipsy. "What should we do next?"
There are seven days left until the monthly courtesan election.
Qingxiao asked earnestly, "What is Miss Chu good at? Playing the zither or something else?"
The "Flower Queen" of Manyuan Spring is a monthly event, more like an internal activity, but it still has all the usual gimmicks. When the time comes, those who meet the criteria will go on stage to perform, and then the customers will have different voting rights based on their status. The one with the most votes will become the Flower Queen.
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