As they were talking, a melodious voice began to sing softly over there.
"Miss Qingqing, you must serve this Young Master Mei well today. He is a good friend of mine and it is his first time visiting Qunfang Pavilion. I will not be happy if he is not treated well!"
Young Master Gu had a gentle smile, as warm and refined as jade, and his eyes were full of respect when he looked at the woman.
This made Qingqing's lips purse.
"Young Master Mei is so handsome, he made me happy at first sight."
There are sometimes fresh fruits and vegetables on the table.
The young girl, Qingqing, naturally leaned against Mei Liulang, then used her slender fingers to pinch a grape from the plate and brought it to Mei Liulang's lips.
Mei Liulang hesitated.
Young Master Gu stared intently at him.
Mei Liulang swallowed it immediately, his lips inadvertently touching Qingqing's fingers, and his expression changed slightly.
"The girl's hands smell so good."
Then, he placed Qingqing's hands in his palms.
"Miss Qingqing, shall we compare the size of our hands?"
"Qingqing's hands are so beautiful, with well-defined knuckles and slender, rosy fingers. They truly delight me."
He very naturally took the girl's hand and placed it in his nose.
Their fingers were interlocked, perfectly aligned.
He took a deep breath.
The young lady smiled naturally.
He had assumed that this aloof young man was not interested in women.
He chuckled.
Pretending to be serious.
Then, he suddenly frowned, grabbed the woman's small, delicate hand, placed it in his palm, and carefully observed the lines on her palm.
"This young lady's fate is rather strange..."
The young woman chuckled lightly, inwardly sneering, but her face remained expressionless with curiosity.
"Please speak freely, young master..."
A pretentious young master is nothing more than another way to take advantage of others.
She is about to comb her hair.
It should be this person, barring any unforeseen circumstances.
That's why they took such initiative.
The young man before me was handsome and dashing. Although he was a bit of a womanizer, he was still much better than the pot-bellied old man.
She had heard that the previous customer who had been served by her sisters was a chubby old man with round, fleshy balls hanging from his waist, layer upon layer, like pork belly.
Just thinking about being touched by this person makes me feel nauseous.
If you manage to please this person and take her into your household, and she bears you a son or daughter in the future, then you'll have someone to rely on.
To accept one's fate passively.
When she came in, her mother had already made arrangements for her to take good care of the young master in front of her.
She overheard Gu Ershao's conversation outside, "Five hundred taels, a fixed price."
Mei Liulang became serious: "I have read several ancient books on palmistry. The crescent moon pattern that starts between the index finger and little finger indicates a bumpy life, but... you will definitely live a smooth life and meet a good person."
The young girl looked gloomy. Indeed, from the moment her father sold her into the brothel, her miserable life was almost destined.
I never even dared to dream of meeting a good man.
Young Master Gu smiled, revealing himself to be a lecherous devil.
Listen to how naturally people say that.
Girl, your hands are so beautiful. Compare their sizes. They smell amazing. Damn, these are the key points.
Write it down.
You even offer to read someone's palm? You know nothing! You're just using this as another way to take advantage of them.
It's so much more elegant than just grabbing someone's hand.
He had thought the madam was indifferent to women because of the expression he gave her outside the building, but it turns out she only likes young girls.
Born into a prominent family, this young man is full of vigor and vitality, yet he is not interested in women. This is too strange, unless there is something wrong with his health.
Either there's a problem with their identity.
What's even stranger is that if it was the other party who invited me, why would I create trouble for myself if I was just pretending?
While drinking the wine that Qingqing fed him, Mei Liulang said calmly, "Brother Gu, some time ago, I bought some silk from the Gu family. I casually tore off a piece and sent it to my Mei family through the family's internal channels."
"The family steward is very supportive of my decision. Your Gu family's silk yarn, especially the Qianyun yarn, is bright and beautiful in color and as thin as a cicada's wing. To be honest, even in the southern prefecture, you can gain a foothold with this craftsmanship."
"It's because you, the Gu family, are greedy for stability and a peaceful corner, only concerned with maintaining the status quo and not with expansion. You should know that even the best wine needs a good location..."
He sighed, his expression somewhat regretful.
The girl, Qingqing, listened quietly to the scene, looking somewhat puzzled.
She had also come into contact with Gu's silk products, and they were indeed quite good.
But will it really sell well in the southern prefectural city?
Young Master Gu sighed softly.
"Sixth Brother's words have hit the nail on the head."
Unfortunately, my father never liked me to expand my business too far. The furthest I ever went was only to the vicinity of a few counties in Lushan. I never even went to Yingzhou Prefecture...
The south... is ultimately too far away. The Gu family is just a small workshop; they dare not take such a gamble..."
And Gu Sanshao, who had been silent all along, seemed to have his thoughts exposed.
"Sixth Brother's words also moved me deeply."
I do want to get out of the family's predicament, but my father is mature and prudent, and my second brother and I really don't dare to take risks in the face of the unknown.
My father runs the entire Gu family business. We're called the young master, but he's just a manager with a slightly higher status.
Young Master Gu picked up his wine glass, tilted his head back, and drank it down.
Mei Liulang sighed again.
"Come on, let's have a drink!"
After several rounds of drinks...
The three of them had gone from the court system of the Great Gan Dynasty, the high-ranking officials, the powerful forces of the world, the thirteen tribes of the grassland Tartars, to the daily lives of ordinary people.
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