Huo Shuwen looked at his son and gestured for him to open the door.
"Uncle Scarface, what brings you here so early?"
"Cheng'er, you have no idea how good and sought-after our business is. I'm just eager to share the good news."
Fifty percent of the pretty girls from the nearby counties were taken to brothels by Cen Madam. Cen Madam came from the capital, and she was rich. The remaining fifty percent were divided among several brothels, and each brothel couldn't buy many of them.
Therefore, among these brothels, Fengyuelou had the best business.
Some people might ask, "If you don't take any customers, how can your business be good?"
You don't understand, do you? Men always find the most appealing things to be unattainable. Besides, the romance and pleasures of a brothel are far superior to those vulgar places.
Just listen to the willow catkin girl sing a song, have a little wine, and you'll know that the life of an immortal is nothing more than this.
Moreover, the ladies of wealthy families around here only stop causing trouble when they hear that their husbands are going to brothels.
It's better to avoid trouble.
If business is bad, you need to find ways to retain customers.
The incense was delivered to various brothels by his underlings yesterday and then left behind. After using it up last night, he sent someone over in the middle of the night to pick it up as soon as the city gates opened.
"Did you tell them? This incense, if used frequently, can cause infertility."
"I told you, but those brothel owners don't care at all; they'd rather the girls not get pregnant."
"I still have fifty kilograms left. How much do they want?"
Scarface calculated in detail and said...
"Exactly five families, so we'll give each family ten jin (5 kg)."
"We'll only do this once. Have we made things clear with them?"
"Don't worry, Brother Wen, they definitely won't be able to find out who the seller is. It's been clearly stated that ten kilograms should be enough for them for a year."
Huo Shuwen nodded and waved his hand, signaling his son to bring out the spices.
"The goods are all here, take them."
Scarface thought that his brother was indeed his brother, with principles and class. Look at how Cheng'er understood his father's meaning with just a wave of his hand, without needing to say anything more. When will his underlings be so clever?
But Huo Xiaocheng thought differently. Not counting his childhood, ever since he went to school, he had seen the ways of wealthy families, and his father gradually became at odds with him.
Like a rebellious fledgling eagle, it is always dissatisfied with the eagle's strong demands.
His father wasn't a talkative person to begin with, but he was more talkative with his mother and sister.
He waved goodbye to himself.
"Huh? Father, do you know how those young masters treat their servants? We're not rich, why do you have to do this?" But he couldn't resist because his father had trained him like this since he was little.
His mother's water glass was empty, and when she put it on the table, his father immediately refilled it. He clearly remembered that when he was a child, he would push open the door at night and yell that he wanted to sleep with his mother, and his father would be washing her feet.
"Okay, bro, I'll be going now. I'll bring you the money later!"
Huo Shuwen nodded and gave his son a look.
That means, seeing someone off.
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