Of course Jiang Si had never been to a brothel, but in his previous life he had lived for some time in the Wu Miao people, where women were respected. After getting used to the bold and unrestrained Wu Miao women, he didn't think they were so scary.

She walked in calmly, looking around calmly as she walked.

The boat that Yanchunban was on was a medium-sized flower boat with two floors. The lower floor was a spacious hall for guests to enjoy singing and dancing, and the upper floor was a series of elegant rooms. If the guests who came in a hurry at night were interested, they would climb up the wooden stairs at the four corners of the hall and spend the night with the flower girl they liked.

Jiang Si raised his eyes and glanced upwards.

There is actually a small attic on the second floor, which seems to be lifted up and floats away with the wind. Ah Fei said that it is the top residence on this flower boat.

Generally speaking, Yanchunban is just a very ordinary pleasure boat on the Jinshui River. The top performer of Yanchunban is not even a famous name in the entire Jinshui River, and the little maid serving the top performer is even more inconspicuous.

Jiang Si was thinking about these as he walked into the hall, and soon a woman in her thirties came up to him.

The woman has a voluptuous figure and a frivolous look, and at this age her shoulders are half exposed, making one unable to help but explore along her deep cleavage.

Jiang Si thought that this should be the brothel's madam.

She was right, the woman was indeed the brothel owner.

This medium-sized brothel is certainly not comparable to the top-notch pleasure boats. Even the prostitutes who entertain the guests are divided into several grades. One brothel owner is enough to take care of it, while other prostitutes who are slightly pretty have to accompany the patrons to seek pleasure and earn money.

The brothel owner's eyes lit up when she saw Jiang Si's appearance and clothing, and her voice became more enthusiastic than usual: "Hey, where did this handsome young man come from? Please come in quickly."

Jiang Si nodded slightly, controlling the urge to sneeze.

The scent of powder coming from the brothel owner was too strong for her taste.

But soon the originally enthusiastic brothel owner's expression darkened, and he stared at Jiang suspiciously and refused to leave.

Jiang Si was not afraid at all. He simply stopped and smiled at the brothel owner.

The brothel owner's face darkened even more. She took a step forward and approached Jiang Si. She lowered her voice with anger and said, "If you are here to cause trouble, don't blame me for being rude!"

I often hang out on the river and have seen all kinds of strange things. It's not uncommon for people to get on a brothel like the young lady in front of me. Nine out of ten times, they are here to catch someone cheating.

What kind of place is this? A place for men to have fun and enjoy themselves. If there are jokes about wives coming aboard from time to time, will they still be able to stay in the Yanchun class?

There are hundreds and thousands of flower boats on the Jinshui River, and the competitive pressure is quite high.

The brothel owner was furious at this discovery, but she couldn't make a big fuss right away.

Apart from anything else, if this young lady is a hot-tempered person, it would be very easy for her to commit suicide. She could just turn around and jump off the flower boat...

The brothel owner secretly thought it was bad luck.

Jiang Si took out a small purse from his sleeve and put it in the brothel owner's hand.

The brothel owner was startled, and felt the heavy purse in her hand swaying a little, and quickly stood firm: "This won't do, Yanchun class is not a place for you to act recklessly!"

Is she such a short-sighted person that she would ruin Yanchunban's future for a few pieces of silver?

Jiang Si chuckled softly, her voice was so soft that it was hard to tell whether it was a young man or a young girl. "Mom, you misunderstood. I didn't come to Yanchun class to cause trouble. I came to find someone."

The brothel owner's face shrugged, and the charming middle-aged woman turned into a female demon. She sneered and said, "Looking for someone is just to cause trouble!"

"No, the person I'm looking for is you." Jiang Si smiled again, raised his hand and stuffed another purse into the brothel owner's hand.

The brothel owner was stunned.

Looking for her?

After thinking about it, she realized that she hadn't been in trouble for a long time. It was impossible for this delicate and tender girl to come and fight with her, right?

If that's really the case... the brothel owner sneered secretly.

Those thugs hired by Yanchunban are not just for show!

As long as you are not here to look for a man, I can accept the money.

The procuress immediately stuffed the two purses into her arms and put a smile on her face again: "In that case, sir, please follow me."

After walking two steps, he stopped again and turned to ask, "Sir, do you have any special requirements for the place?"

"No." Jiang Si answered happily.

The brothel owner simply took Jiang Si to his own place.

The brothel owner stayed in a corner of the hall. It was a spacious room divided into two parts by a screen. Outside was a small hall, and inside was a place with heavy curtains for people to rest.

There is a table on the window side of the living room. Outside the window is the ink-like night sky and the swaying lights on the Jinshui River that seems to be dotted with stars.

The cool breeze blew in through the open window, making people feel refreshed.

The brothel owner leaned over to close the window, and said with a fake smile: "Young lady, please tell me what you want from me."

Even with those two purses, the brothel owner could not be happy. In her opinion, it was tactless, shameless and ignorant for a decent girl to go on a brothel.

If all women in the world were to be so unruly, it would ruin their jobs. This kind of evil trend must not be tolerated!

"I want to ask my mother something."

Jiang Si leaned back in his chair, looking very pleased with himself. If the brothel owner had not been very good at identifying people, one would have thought that she was a prostitute from some pleasure boat who came to visit.

This is too comfortable. Are all decent women nowadays so tough?

"Mom, have you heard of the name Yu'er?"

The brothel owner narrowed her eyes and looked at Jiang with a wary look.

As mentioned before, Yanchun's stall was small, so even the redemption of the little maidservant who served Hua Niang had to go through her hands. Of course she knew the name "Yu'er".

But she was unsure of Jiang Si's intention, so naturally she didn't say a word.

Jiang Si smiled faintly: "I want to know the information about the person who redeemed Yu'er. I want to know everything that Mom knows."

"This is against the rules." The brothel owner pointed to the door and said, "If you are asking this, please go back."

"Don't get excited, mom. I just want to get information about that person. He won't kill anyone or set fire to anyone, and he won't cause any trouble for Yanchun Class." Jiang Si reached his hand into his sleeve, and with his white and tender fingers, he held a silver bill and pushed it in front of the brothel owner.

The brothel owner took a glance and twitched the corner of his mouth.

It's only a ten-liang note. Do you think she has never seen money?

Jiang Si glanced at the brothel owner and pushed over a banknote of the same denomination.

One, two, three... She said nothing, and in a blink of an eye, a pile of banknotes filled the brothel owner's eyes.

The brothel owner's eyes flickered.

Although the denomination of ten taels is small, it is not a small amount when stacked together. There are many wealthy people who come to Jinshui River to spend a lot of money, but they will not come to Yanchunban.

Jiang Si continued to add more banknotes.

One, two... the brothel owner counted silently subconsciously.

The girl dressed in men's clothing acted as if she was holding waste paper, and her nonchalant look gave the brothel owner an inexplicable pressure.

No, no, the numbers are messed up!

The brothel owner became anxious and wanted the other party to put it in again, but the banknotes in front of him kept increasing in height.

Finally, she couldn't help herself and pressed her hands on the banknote: "Wait!"