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Chapter 14 Chunniang Salted Fish Turned Over Song Wen shook his head and beat the drum

The whole brothel was silent until a few little turtles and teapots quickly lit up all the lights that had been extinguished just now.

All the hungry wolves suddenly cheered loudly and started croaking and getting restless...

"Beautiful! Good dance music and good dancing..."

"This, this Hu Ji hot dance is really... really makes people happy!"

"Why didn't you find this spring girl so attractive before?"

"It's too short, let's have another one! I can double the price of tea tonight!"

"Chun Niang, come out quickly! I will give you my wallet today..."

The old madam also looked at the somewhat crazy crowd in stunned silence, and then looked at the few scholars... I saw that those guys had run to the bottom of the stage at some point, and were shouting more energetically than anyone else!

The old madam is a little confused, how did Song Wen do this? Don't these wealthy officials only like graceful and delicate little ladies? Why do they like Chun Niang's revealing clothes and wild and unrestrained dancing?

Is it outdated?

Song Wen sent the old violinist away and stood at the door and glanced at the dumbfounded madam... He sneered in his heart: What the hell do you know? Do you know what aesthetic fatigue is? Do you know what hunger marketing is? Do you understand what reverse thinking is?

From today on, I have a place in this Zixuan Tower! Whichever girl I want to become popular, that girl will be sought after by these men!

An ordinary song and dance performance that lasted no more than a pack of cigarettes completely destroyed the pretentiousness of dozens of perverts...

The entire Zixuan Building was like a fried pot. After the enthusiasm, Chi Guoguo rushed over... Several teapots hurriedly rushed to see the old bustard...

"Madam, Mr. Wang has offered me ten taels to spend the night!"

"Madam, Officer Zhao is out at twenty-two o'clock and wants Miss Chun Niang to drink with her for the night..."

"Master Qian bids thirty taels!"

"Zhao Juren also offered me thirty taels to have tea and watch singing and dancing!"

The Madam's smile had just begun to bloom when a voice suddenly came... "No overnight stays are allowed, and there is no singing and dancing at the tea party... There is no guarantee that a performance will be performed once every three days. Unless there are dignitaries who can't be offended, Chun Niang will disappear without seeing anyone!"

Everyone looked at each other, and saw Song Wen standing quietly not far away in a little turtle uniform, looking calmly at the head of Zixuan Tower... the old madam Yan Huaniang!

The Madam frowned, and was about to have an attack... A sudden burst of anxiety and guilt made her shut her mouth! She looked at Song Wen up and down, but before she spoke... Song Wen suddenly smiled and raised his hand to the Madam.

Said: "Madam, the brothel...the most profitable thing is never spending the night drinking tea and drinking wine, but the dignitaries and wealthy businessmen who spend a lot of money! After tonight, Chun Niang's net worth...is not just a few dozen taels

You can get your hands on it with just money!”

The old madam suddenly understood and nodded... "As it should be, just follow Song Wen... Brother Wen's arrangement! From today on, Chun Niang will move to the third floor and no longer welcome guests... Monthly silver, thirty strings!"

If she has tea with a guest, she will share 30% of the reward... Do you understand?"

The nuns and the teapot steward looked at each other and then bowed and agreed.

The old madam looked at Song Wen with a frown, and suddenly a stern look flashed in his eyes... It seemed that he wanted to provoke and suppress Song Wen's rudeness and arrogance, but a burst of applause suddenly sounded.

The old teapot who had been waiting in the back room downstairs to take care of the wine, dried fruits and preserves came out at some point and clapped his hands to Song Wen with a happy face...

"Amazing! Amazing...Brother Wen, I never thought that your master, a master from this world, could actually have such a method! A short piece of Western Hu dance made these guests crazy and crazy...it's really amazing!"

The old bustard's expression suddenly changed, and he nodded hesitantly... "Mr. Li... this..."

The always unassuming old teapot seemed to have a very indifferent attitude towards the old bustard, and said softly: "Since he is a rare talent, he should cultivate it well...right, madam?"

The old madam actually bowed and nodded: "Mr. Li's words make sense. Then...Song Wen will no longer have to do the cleaning and running around. In the future, there will be singing and dancing outside the house and clothing shopping...as well as the decoration in the building. These things

Let Song Wen take charge! The position is second only to the chief steward Xu Mao... What do you think of this, Mr. Li?"

Everyone looked at the always kind old teapot in shock, but Mr. Li waved his hand again... "The eldest lady is the head of the family here. I can just arrange these things myself..."

After that, Mr. Li walked up to Song Wen and patted him on the shoulder: "Boy, do your job well, and the owner of Zixuan Tower will never treat you badly in the future!"

In an instant, the old madam's face turned pale, but everyone suddenly realized...it turned out that Mr. Li was the real confidant of the proprietor behind Zixuan Tower! He was the Supreme Emperor of Zixuan Tower!

Song Wen's expectation of getting back the deed of betrayal was not mentioned, but he still bowed and saluted the old man in a polite manner... "Song Wen will do his best to serve the owner, and Zixuan Tower... will be proud within a year."

One of the first-class brothels in Bianliang, Tokyo!"

"Yes, a young man should be ambitious! Come and drink tea with me when you have time, hahaha..."

Mr. Li waved and left and went back to the small room to take care of the drinks and preserves. However, the atmosphere in Zixuan Tower, which had always been dominated by the old Madam Yan Hua Niang, seemed to have undergone some subtle changes!

Song Wen still stood obediently in front of the old madam. The old madam waved his hand, and everyone turned around to take care of the guests or clean up... However, everyone bowed to Song Wen before leaving, and their attitude became respectful.

The old madam Yan Huaniang looked at Song Wen with a complex expression and waved her hand... "Thank you for your hard work. From now on, your monthly salary will be as per the boss Xu Mao's... twenty coins a month! Brother Wen... in the future

, do your best in the building! Do you understand?"

Song Wen smiled lightly, cupped his hands and replied: "I will never let you down..."

Looking at Song Wen's back as he turned to leave, a trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the old madam Yan Huaniang, but she still remained silent and sat for a long time... The old madam then got up and went to greet some people with a smile because she couldn't see Chun.

The regular customers who were grumbling like this, the whole Zixuan Building... all the men, women, old and young were talking about the dance, the dance, the costumes, and the fierce girl Chun Niang who turned out to be famous overnight!

Song Wenze came to the dirty stable that he saw first when he woke up, and handed a bottle of wine to Brother Ma Wu who was sitting on the ground eating horse straw...

Ma Wu snorted and took the drink. A man and a boy drank in silence. The two horses next to them looked at the two of them curiously, snorting from time to time.

Song Wen took a long sip of wine and said to himself... Here's to you, damn Da Song! Also, this damn brothel!

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