Chu Jinjin hesitated for a moment: "Is it okay to do the splits?"
She was not skilled in the four arts: music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
The Chu family placed more emphasis on education in managing a household and doing business. As for music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, they did not require too much, since their family background was already established.
Qingxiao: "......"
do the splits?
Qingxiao barely managed to suppress a laugh: "Do you know sword dancing?"
Winning the title of courtesan is not so easy.
The guests are discerning, and besides, everyone who can participate in the election is an absolute beauty. Chu Jinjin is certainly the most outstanding, but if she doesn't know anything and comes from a poor background, it will affect her votes.
Chu Jinjin only knows how to kill with a sword, but fortunately, there is still time.
Besides the performance, there was also the outfit worn that day.
The next day, after lunch, Yang's mother brought a tailor over.
“Pear Blossom has fair skin, how about this color?” Mother Yang picked up a piece of pale yellow fabric. This color gave her skin a faint, warm glow.
The tailor smiled and said, "Mother Yang has a good eye. This is a one-of-a-kind Northern Desert Cicada Silk, and the color is even rarer."
The Northern Desert Cicada Silk is only available in the Chu family's fabric shop.
Chu Jinjin glanced at it casually; it was the cheapest kind. It seemed that Manyuanchun wasn't very generous after all.
Following Qingxiao's instructions, she kept her head down and remained silent the entire time, pretending to be in despair; any color was fine with her.
Then comes the style.
Mother Yang said softly, "Take as much skin as possible; those stinky men will definitely be unable to take their eyes off you."
Brothels are different from the outside world; they are places where men seek pleasure, and it's normal to show off arms and legs, unless you're a top courtesan like Qingxiao.
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