Chapter 43: Killing the Donkey After It's Done



With the money in hand, the arrogant clay boy returned. He was not in a hurry to sell his test paper, but walked into Zuixinglou with a swagger.

When the big teapots in the brothel saw that it was him, they immediately rolled up their sleeves and surrounded him.

"Your skin is itching again, isn't it? Haven't you had enough?"

"Beat him again and break his legs, then see if he dares to come again!" The old madam behind him also shouted.

The big teapots surrounded the clay doll without any respect, so the madam behind them was furious: "What are you guys doing? Hurry up and kick this stinky beggar out!"

The madam was surprised that the big teapots did not obey her orders, but hid aside. Finally, she saw clearly that the clay boy was holding a silver ingot in his hand.

The clay doll held the silver high in the air, and the madam's face immediately lit up with smiles. "Whoever has money is the master, whoever has milk is the mother." The madam's voice was gentle and warm: "Oh, isn't this Uncle Clay Doll? I didn't see him clearly just now. You blind men, why don't you quickly invite Uncle Clay Doll to the elegant seats upstairs!" The madam angrily called out to the big teapots who had just wanted to beat up the clay doll.

The big teapots' waists immediately seemed to bend, and they bowed and smiled, "Uncle Clay Baby, please come upstairs quickly!"

The clay doll shook his head and looked up at the sky: "Madam, go and call Guihua for me!"

The madam waved a handkerchief that was brimming with fragrance and made the woman want to vomit. "Master Niwa, please go upstairs and rest first. I'll go get Guihua to serve you!"

Guihua was applying makeup in her room, her face so thick with makeup that it was impossible to tell what she looked like. Guihua was extremely ugly, and only this thick foundation could hide the roughness of her face.

In fact, people like Niwawa can't tell whether she is beautiful or ugly, as long as Guihua is coquettish and wild enough.

When Guihua heard that she was going to serve that stinky beggar again, she immediately became unhappy: "Mom, I won't go. This poor guy doesn't even have a tael of silver. How can I serve him?"

As long as you can make money and bring profits to the brothel, the madam is quite polite to these prostitutes: "Guihua, I don't know what kind of shit luck this beggar has had, he has a lot of extra money on him."

When she heard about the silver, Guihua's eyes lit up immediately. She smeared her face a few times and rushed out of her room in a hurry.

As soon as Niwa sat down, Guihuajiu came in, swaying with her coquettish big butt, and sat down on Niwa's legs.

Smelling the strong fragrance of Guihua, the clay boy's anger immediately disappeared. He hugged Guihua and touched her big butt.

"Hey, clay kid. Where did you make your fortune?" Guihua's voice was as sweet as honey.

This time, the clay doll didn't tell her: "Don't worry about it. I will have plenty of money in the future. As long as you serve me comfortably, I guarantee you will have more money than you can spend."

Osmanthus immediately became happy and happily poured a glass of wine for the clay doll...

When Clay Boy left Zuixinglou, he first went to Fanlou. This kind of rogue was very familiar with doing this kind of thing. In a few words, he had hooked up with several wealthy young men and sold a few test questions in his hand for hundreds of taels of silver.

By the time he left Fanlou, Clay Boy had sold more than four thousand taels of silver worth of test questions. This kind of person is very eloquent and good at taking advantage of opportunities. If he were in modern times, he would definitely be a talented salesman.

This time, the clay boy brought out silver bills instead of silver. When he walked to a small alley, he was blocked by several big men.

The clay boy was startled. Then he saw a towering man shouting in a booming voice, "Boy! You have a good voice! My master wants to see you!"

This time, the clay boy didn't struggle. Actually, struggling was futile. He was once again put in a sack and sent to the small dark room.

When the hood was torn off, the mysterious man was still sitting in front of the clay doll. It was pitch black all around and you couldn't tell where you were or what place this was.

But the clay doll, with its keen sense of smell, still smelled the scent of rapeseed oil in the air, proving that this place was not far from an oil mill. Peanuts did not exist in the Song Dynasty, and rapeseed oil was mainly pressed from rapeseed and sesame seeds.

The deep voice sounded again: "Well, you did a good job this time. How much did you sell?"

The clay doll replied honestly: "Sir, this time I got a total of 4,032 taels."

"Well," the man said, "I'll give you four hundred taels for every one out of ten. Since you're capable, I'll give you five hundred taels this time!"

The clay boy was surprised and delighted. Five hundred taels was no small sum. He immediately knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Thank you, sir!"

The mysterious man threw another test paper at him: "Take this test paper to the Gaosheng Inn tomorrow. Remember, this time it's the entire test paper. Sell it to me for at least 30,000 taels of silver!"

The clay boy's head buzzed. Thirty thousand taels meant he would receive a commission of three thousand taels of silver. Three thousand taels was definitely the income of a wealthy family.

"I'll go right away," the clay doll stuttered in excitement.

When Clay Boy arrived at the Gaosheng Inn, he found nothing on his first day. After all, thirty thousand taels of silver was no small sum. Although he hadn't sold anything, many wealthy scholars were interested in his papers. Clay Boy's eyes flickered, and a sudden thought occurred to him: Why not offer more? He wouldn't know anyway. So, before leaving, he declared: If he didn't buy, he'd pay fifty thousand taels tomorrow.

When he came to Gaosheng Inn again the next day, someone had already come to him to discuss the price.

A tall and thin man approached the clay doll and said, "Brother, can we discuss the price we agreed on yesterday?"

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