Businessmen always use their imagination to attract attention, such as the Gaosheng Inn in Bianjing.
Gaosheng Inn was originally named Suiyuan Inn, but when the candidates who came to Beijing for the imperial examination arrived, the owner Qian Lai immediately took down his golden signboard that had been there for more than 30 years and used it as firewood, and then asked Zhao Ji, a well-known calligrapher in Beijing, to write the four big characters "Gaosheng Inn".
That's right, this renowned calligrapher and painter was none other than Zhao Ji, the Emperor Emeritus of the Song Dynasty. It wasn't that Qian Laiye had any deep connections; he was a business prodigy, opportunistic and adept at scheming. He first went to Zuixinglou, where he spent money lavishly but avoided hiring prostitutes, hoping to get closer to Li Shishi.
You know what? This kind of person who treats money like dirt but doesn't indulge in women immediately caught the attention of Li Shishi. Qian Lai also took advantage of the situation and flattered Li Shishi, making her smile.
Unfortunately, Qian Lai didn't possess the flirtatious, poetic qualities of a scholar, and this wasn't something he resonated with Li Shishi. Li Shishi wasn't a superficial person, so she certainly looked down on someone as uneducated as Qian Lai. Qian Lai shamelessly asked Li Shishi for a small favor, but she simply shook her head and smiled without saying anything.
Li Shishi was so astute that she knew this person must have some other request when approaching her. And what he wanted must be difficult to accomplish, otherwise he wouldn't have approached her. Shopkeeper Qian was helpless, so he came up with a plan.
Qian Lai had been running an inn for over thirty years, so he still had some money. So he went from street to street, picking on menacing, menacing women.
In Lujiazhuang, Bianjing, Qian Laiye walked through the village, his head swaying. A resentful face caught his eye: a short, plump old woman stood at her doorstep, cursing at her neighbor, a thin widow. The cause, it was said, was that the drain from Widow Zhang's house had flushed the doorway of the short, plump old woman, Aunt Li's, and the two families had begun cursing.
Widow Zhang was no pushover either, standing at her door with her hands on her hips, lashing out with witty curses. Meanwhile, Aunt Li was spitting and cursing, her face flushed and her neck thick with anger.
Qian Laiye immediately became interested and moved forward. As the saying goes, the masters are among the common people. Qian Laiye was surprised to find that these two people's Chinese curses were perfect, and the most terrible thing was that they didn't repeat a word.
"You're a jinx! Your husband is the one who was killed by you. You have a murderous look on your face, and you've brought this dirty water to my doorstep. You deserve to be a widow!"
"You old orange peel, why don't you just go die? You have a man, so what? You're still a hen that doesn't lay eggs. If it were me, your old man would have divorced you long ago. There are three unfilial acts: not having a successor is the worst. You should just find a tree and hang yourself. But don't hang yourself on this sycamore tree in front of our house, lest you dirty our doorway."
"Hey, you laid a female egg. If you want to lay a male egg, you need someone to help you. You killed your own man and you want to bring bad luck to our family. Ugh!"
The two started out their insults politely, but eventually they became increasingly rude and vicious, focusing on sexual matters between men and women. Both were rough, unrefined people, and their insults were filthy and unsavory.
The whole village was in an uproar. It was everyone's nature to watch the fun. Most of the village gathered around to watch the two shrews quarreling.
Even if you're not at a loss for words when cursing, your voice will tire. When Widow Zhang and Aunt Li's mouths were dry and their voices were hoarse, the situation escalated and they began to fight.
The common characteristics of women's fights are tearing hair, biting ears and spitting. When two people roll on the ground in close contact, tearing each other's hair and spitting, money comes and goes.
In this situation, any verbal persuasion would be futile, and the person trying to mediate might even be attacked. Qian Lai was no fool; he didn't step forward to mediate, but instead walked over with a bag of copper coins.
The sound of the copper coins attracted onlookers, but Widow Zhang and Aunt Li were still immersed in the pleasure of cursing and tearing each other apart, and did not notice the approaching Qian Laiye.
Qian Lai also looked at the two shrews rolling on the ground, hugging each other. He opened the string of his money bag and, with a loud noise, poured a bag of copper coins on their heads.
I'm going to use money to kill you. This is probably Qian Laiye's subtext at this moment.
Sure enough, this trick was the most effective. Widow Zhang and Aunt Li stopped immediately when they saw the copper coins falling from the sky. They lay on the ground, looking at the money in confusion.
Shopkeeper Qian spoke up: "Stop fighting, both of you. Listen to me. This money is all yours."
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Two shrews stood outside Zuixinglou, cursing loudly. They were none other than Widow Zhang and Aunt Li. They were cursing none other than Master Li of Zuixinglou.
The madam was furious and immediately sent the brothel's big teapot to calm the situation.
But this time it didn't work. Besides Widow Zhang and Aunt Li, a dozen or so other shrews came walking down the street. These shrews were all masters of cursing. How could the thugs from Zuixinglou be a match for them?
The fierce women pinched, twisted, spitted, and cursed, forcing the Zuixinglou thugs to flee in panic. The madam, waving a handkerchief, led a group of prostitutes out to engage in a verbal exchange, but within two rounds, they were defeated.
The madam and the prostitutes were so frightened that they hid back in their rooms and dared not come out again. They didn't understand why they had offended such a group of plague gods for no reason.
A dozen fierce women cursed Li Shishi upstairs at the door of Zuixinglou. Li Shishi was so angry that she was fuming and sat in the room crying secretly.
"Knock, knock, knock!" Someone knocked on the door. Before Li Shishi could answer, the person walked in. It was Qian Laiye.
Qian Lai was also filled with righteous indignation: "Miss Li, what's going on outside? Why did a group of shrews break in and curse so harshly?"
Li Shishi was crying without saying a word. Qian Lai was furious. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll go out and scold them away!"
Li Shishi was shocked. "Don't go out. These shrews are very vicious. I don't know how I offended them. I guess these women are angry with men at home, so they come here to vent their anger on me."
It's possible that the entire capital city admired Li Shishi like a river. These men were out looking for women, naturally neglecting their wives at home, so these resentful women came out to find the culprit and curse him. It's also possible that
Qian Lai also sneered, "To be honest, Miss Li, my mother is known for her unrivaled scolding skills throughout the neighborhood. She's known as Grandma Fiery. I've been influenced by her since I was a child, and I know all these scolding tricks by heart. Don't be afraid, Miss Li, I'll go out and meet them!"
Soon, Qian Laiye's voice could be heard outside Zuixinglou. As expected, Qian Laiye's scolding was brilliant and exciting, with one climax after another, leaving the group of fierce women speechless and retreating continuously.
As Qian Laiye's scolding intensified, Li Shishi, curiously enough, opened the window to take a look. Qian Laiye was seen hopping to his feet, pointing at the women, spitting and cursing without a word, barely stammering, almost without taking a breath. The women retreated, finally fleeing in panic, Qian Laiye still cursing at their backs.
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