Chapter 656 Burning Incense and Worshipping Buddha (First Update, Please Subscribe)
Wherever there are people, there are all kinds of people, and this is no exception even in the Ming Dynasty.
Of course there are brothels in the Ming Dynasty. It is even the most profitable business and the cash cow of the so-called gangs. However, unlike other places, there are no Ming Dynasty women in the brothels in the Ming Dynasty. There are white women, Japanese women, Vietnamese women, and even Indian women, but no Ming Dynasty women. Why is this so? Because if there are Ming Dynasty women, the police will definitely come to investigate. If it is verified that there is prostitution of good women or even human trafficking, the brothel will be in trouble, and the owner will never have to think of getting out of jail in his lifetime.
Instead of taking such a big risk, it’s better to use foreign women!
Forcing women of good character into prostitution was acceptable in the Qing Dynasty, but not in the Ming Dynasty... at least not forcing Ming Dynasty women to do so.
Piaoxiangyuan is not very famous in Linhai, but the garden is bustling all day long. However, unlike the bustle in the front yard, in the backyard, Sun Yunquan, lying on the couch, smoking a pipe, facing the light, and talking.
"It's folded in again."
"Second Master, we lost again. It's really strange. It's as if the customs has eyes. Every time we try to use people to bring in opium, we lose people. This is weird! Could it be that someone leaked the news?"
If Zhao Siming saw the person who was speaking, he would definitely recognize him and say that this person was that Sun Zi Yue.
"It's not certain that the news leaked out. It could be the dog at the customs."
"What? Dog."
The grandson became more and more confused.
After taking a puff of opium, Sun Yunquan said.
"The dog has a very good nose. If the dog is useless, why do they put it in the customs building?"
"Can a dog's nose smell out smoke even when it's resting on a box?"
The grandson became more and more confused.
"Even your nose can smell whether the opium is real or fake, let alone a dog's nose."
After closing his eyes for a while, Sun Yunquan continued.
"Okay, let's not think about it here. We should go through Peru and let the people there make some money. At least it's safer. The north of Shanxi is full of deserts, and the government only guards a few roads. As long as we bring the opium in, the road will be smooth and safer."
After saying that, he raised his eyelids, stared at his grandson and said.
"Can that guy reveal anything?"
"What else can he confess? He is just a young man who has never seen the world. He should have been thrown into prison by now. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be grass growing on his grave by this time next year!"
As soon as Sun Ziyue finished speaking, someone reported something over there.
"Master Jiu, Master Jiu,"
The man hurried into the room and said.
"Master Jiu, the man you asked me to keep an eye on has been released!"
"What! How could he be released?!"
The grandson stood up suddenly, and even Sun Yunquan, who was enjoying the opium, sat up suddenly and said in surprise.
"Are you sure that man has been released?"
"Yes, Third Master, I recognized that boy at first sight and really let him out!"
"Old Nine, what do you think that boy does?"
A hint of joy flashed across Sun Yunquan's brows.
"He's just a young man who has never seen the world!"
"Haha, what do you mean by unsophisticated? Let me tell you, that young master is best at dealing with officials. Since he was able to get out, he must have used money to get through... Silver can not only get through, but also get through to gods. I want to see what kind of god he worships..."
Why was he so happy? Because he had been here for such a long time, but he still hadn’t been able to worship the gods and knock on the opposite door.
But that young man was released!
This just shows that they knocked on the right door and found the right god!
After thinking for a while, Sun Yunquan said again.
"Shunzi, take a few brothers and keep an eye on him. Don't tell me he is a bait sent by the government."
After doing the beheading business for a long time, everyone will be cautious. Five years ago, Sun Yunquan came to Daming from Peru and was engaged in the opium business. What did he rely on to avoid any trouble in the past few years? Just two words, be careful.
"Old Nine, if this thing succeeds, we won't have to be so restrained like we are now,"
"Third brother, tell me, this isn't a scam, right?"
Smiling, Sun Yunquan said.
"The place called Daming... is actually a part of China, so it's no big deal."
All crows in the world are black!
When walking out of the police station, Zhao Siming looked at the policemen coming in and out, and his face was ugly.
Ten thousand yuan!
The man asked for 10,000 yuan. He was really ruthless!
"Master, the master said that money is something outside of one's body. If you don't bring it with you when you are born, you can't take it with you when you die..."
Zhao Shuwang reminded the young master as he walked. In his opinion, it was normal to suffer losses when going out. Fortunately, everything was fine after paying the money.
"What do you know? I just feel sorry for the money. I am... How come the Ming Dynasty is the same as the Qing Dynasty? The officials are the same, all of them are greedy and cannot bear the sight of silver..."
My great Ming Dynasty!
It shouldn't be like this!
Although the first arrival in Ming Dynasty was a little "unpleasant", it was finally safe. Despite the disappointment, Zhao Siming and his servant stayed in a hotel.
"This lobby is so grand!"
Looking at the magnificent hall, Zhao Shuwang looked up at the crystal chandelier above his head. Looking at the bright hall, he felt like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden.
"Shuwang, look at you, you act like a country bumpkin..."
Although he said this, Zhao Siming's situation was actually not much better than his. On the way out of the police station, the master and servant were so lost in thought that they didn't notice the tall buildings on both sides of the road at all. Now that they entered the hotel, they finally came to their senses and were naturally very surprised.
"Sir, please come this way."
It seemed that the waiters in the lobby were already used to the guests' reactions. As soon as they entered the lobby, a waiter came forward to lead them to go through the check-in procedures. Although one dollar a night was a bit expensive, how could Young Master Zhao be short of that little money? He was not short of money, and even paid for ten days' room at once.
"When I return home, I must show off to them."
While they were thinking this, the waiter who was carrying their luggage said to them as he led the way.
"Sir, your room is on the eighth floor. Let's go up by elevator."
"Elevator? What kind of elevator is that?"
Unlike the young master who pretends to be reserved, Zhao Shuwang, as a book boy, is a servant. Of course a servant can ask whatever he wants. The most important thing is to ask the questions, not for him to hear, but for the young master to hear. This is what a servant does.
"The elevator is just an iron box. Once we get there, we can go upstairs in no time without moving..."
The waiter explained as he led them into the elevator, and once inside, he spoke to the elevator attendant.
"To the 8th floor."
Standing in the small elevator, looking at this iron box that was almost the size of a house, Zhao Shuwang asked curiously.
"This is the elevator! There is no ladder here..."
Suddenly, the elevator moved, and at the moment the elevator rose, Zhao Shuwang was so scared that he sat on the ground.
"Oh my god, what's going on here..."
His crotch felt hot, and he actually peed...
As for Young Master Zhao, his situation wasn't much better at the moment. He stood there dumbfounded, with only one thought in his mind... How did this elevator go up?
(End of this chapter)
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