Chapter 2: Brothels are always where the plot unfolds No.8 Brothel
It was still early in the morning, and the sun was not very bright. It was shining through the leaves, looking very lightless. The unknown tree in the yard was lush and green. The tender new leaves were hidden under the heart-shaped old leaves, trembling shyly in the wind... Xiaotao was just like this young leaf, standing weakly in the middle of the yard, trembling helplessly...
"Minmin! Xiaotao! You two little devils!" Sister Hong Xing stood under the eaves, with her hands on her hips, cursing, "How many times have I told you! A woman cannot raise her head in front of a man! Why are you two smiling seductively all day long?! You've been acting coquettishly since early in the morning!" Hong Xing rushed to Xiao Tao with a handkerchief in her hand and twisted her buttocks, and beat her hard, "Tell me, do you still have any shame ? Do you have any shame? Do you have any shame..."
Three days ago, Mr. Huang, who always looked up the Hong Xing brand, took a fancy to Xiao Tao who happened to come in to pour tea. Since then, Xiao Tao has had a hard time. Xiao Tao is just a cleaning girl, while Hong Xing is a formally registered lady. Rebellion? That is absolutely not allowed.
Hong Xing's nails scratched several bright red lines on Xiao Tao's forehead and neck. She couldn't help crying out in pain, dropped the broom and ran away... Without an outlet for her anger, Hong Xing rushed towards me aggressively.
Actually, I have no grudge against Hong Xing, but Xiao Tao and I are friends, so I have to bear joint responsibility.
Seeing Hong Xing cursing and about to poke me with her blood-red nails, I nimbly dodged and stepped back a dozen feet, calmly stared at Hong Xing for a while, suddenly broke into an extremely charming smile, and said sweetly: "Sister Hong Xing, this is called a charming smile. As for why we smile charmingly, it's because..." I turned around on the spot, twisted twice, and smiled so charmingly, "Isn't it because ~ spring ~ is here ~"
After saying that, he left Hong Xing, who was standing there in shock, and walked away.
Fight with me?! You, a feudal little woman, are not as thick-skinned as a 21st century beauty! (This doesn’t seem to be something to be proud of…)
It has been nearly a month since I traveled through time. That day, I was bought by a local tyrant and sent directly to a brothel under his name. The difference between traveling through time to the deep mountains and old forests and traveling through time to the streets is:
Is it possible to start from scratch or become famous overnight?
Since this Zangchunlou accepted me, a seductive woman who was said to be "falling from the sky, extremely charming, and seductive" (just be quiet, rumors are just rumors~~), the customer flow has skyrocketed, and the click rate of the "sisters" has also increased sharply! However, the madam did not let me receive customers immediately, but planned to hold a grand defloration ceremony after whetting the appetite of the customers. A profiteer is a profiteer. In this way, not only did she win enough time for training, but she also made a lot of money!
Xiaotao and Qingqing were sent in with me. They were nearly raped by two servants on the night they were sent in. Later I easily solved the problem. From then on, Xiaotao and Qingqing became my first die-hard fans.
Xiao Tao once asked curiously: "Why do you stay in a brothel if you have such skills?"
I looked back and grinned, "That's because the brothel is an important plot location~"
Xiao Tao: “……???!!!”
After a month, I gradually had a vague understanding of the world I had traveled to:
It is now the fifth year of the Later Ming Emperor Xi, the capital is in Changle, the country is peaceful and the people are safe. I can assure you that the Later Tang and Later Qin dynasties are still acceptable, and China has never had a Later Ming!
"It seems to be fictional history~" I was mixed with joy and sorrow when I realized this. I was happy that those poems and songs could be freely quoted regardless of the era and author! My joy was no less than guessing B for all the multiple-choice questions I didn't know how to answer and then finding out that the correct answer was B! My sadness was that I had memorized all five thousand years of Chinese history in vain! My grief was no less than staying up late to memorize ten big questions and then suddenly finding out that they were all beyond the syllabus! (A typical generation poisoned by the exam-oriented education)
The place I came from is called Qiuye City, a small town on the western border. It is so remote and far away, no wonder the constables could just let go of a weird person they caught.
The customs and habits here are similar to those in the Ming Dynasty, with male dominance and female inferiority being extremely serious. Women are not even allowed to raise their heads in front of men. Apart from not binding their feet, they have learned the Ming Dynasty's ethical principles of Mr. Zhu, which persecuted women: "starving to death is a small matter, but losing one's chastity is a big matter," to the letter.
The costumes here are shockingly similar to those of the most open Tang Dynasty, except that the lines are smoother and simpler.
The level of science and technology here is quite advanced, estimated to have reached that of the Song Dynasty.
It's strange, why can't I wear it when I want to, but when I'm determined not to wear it, it forces me to wear it? For a month, every night I dreamed of my parents, Zhiyuan, my roommates, KFC, McDonald's, the video games I haven't finished, the articles I haven't finished reading, the missed call from Zhiyuan... Everything is a lingering memory of that world. Maybe only when you lose it can you find what is the best for you. I think I really want to go back...
The madam just informed me to get ready and I will be deflowered in three days.
I naturally disagree, but I won't be stupid enough to cry, make a scene, or even commit suicide. Since I can't go back for the time being, then just like my idol Zhang Qinglian said, "Look at me in this world and make a name for myself!"
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In the madam Zang Chunlou's room, the red candle flickered, and my shadow swayed in the candlelight, seemingly unreal...
"Then let's make a deal," I smiled brilliantly, "Give me seven days, and I promise that from now on your Cangchunlou will make a fortune!"
It's time to start making money. Looking at the sky in the distance, I thought to myself, since I want to go back so much, what's the point of just thinking about it? Just do it! Next, I will enter the first step of my "anti-time travel plan":
Funding preparation stage~
