Pu Dehuan was very used to this kind of thing, so he went there happily.
Unexpectedly, he invited him not to a pub or home, but to a brothel.
This brothel used to be under the jurisdiction of a prison camp, specializing in servicing officials and wealthy households on the island. Therefore, the quality of the prostitutes is very high. They are all priority official slaves from the northern provinces and two classes.
Although a notice was issued to release all official slaves, the work of the Military Control Commission had not yet been carried out in detail, and there was no plan on how to deal with the brothels and prostitutes. Therefore, the boss in charge had to pretend to be confused and continue to operate.
In the first half month, the business of the brothel was very bad - the patrons either ran away and died, or were caught or hiding. However, the situation has calmed down recently. Not only the wealthy households in and outside the city, but also the Confucian scholars have to continue to enjoy
, because lower-level officials such as the six-fang clerk resumed their jobs, the business of brothels flourished again.
Park Dehuan used to often go in and out of brothels to run errands for the gentlemen. He never dared to dream that he could enter the room as a guest - in the past, he would be hit several times with the madam's pipe if he took a second look inside.
In the separate private room that used to be used by officials such as pastors and county supervisors, sumptuous food and wine have been placed: twenty-four kinds of pickle plates with various flavors are displayed in a dazzling array. The colorful decorations are really beautiful, half of them are vegetables.
Generally half seaweed. Jeju is a place that relies heavily on the products of the sea.
Huang Yunyu, who was hosting a banquet, was drinking wine surrounded by two heavily made-up official prostitutes. There were also two guests sitting in the banquet - Pu Dehuan recognized him. One was Huang Yunyu's guy who was responsible for liaising with the local people, named Cui Xuanze. The other was Kim Wan-il.
One of his men, Zhao Minggui.
He was not very familiar with Zhao Minggui - a member of the island's leading wealthy family, even a mere slave would be arrogant when walking into the market, let alone a man of some status like Zhao Minggui.
In the past, he only watched Zhao Minggui from a distance as he went in and out of brothels and taverns, and sometimes in and out of prison camps. Not to mention ordinary officials, even the shepherds were polite when they met.
Every escort was accompanied by a prostitute pouring wine. Such an environment and atmosphere immediately made Park Dehuan a little cautious.
Seeing Pu Dehuan coming in and looking a little at a loss, Huang Yunyu quickly greeted:
"Didn't you see Mr. Park waiting for you? Why don't you sit next to Mr. Park? It's so nice to serve him!"
The two official prostitutes who had been waiting for a long time immediately leaned closer to each other, and the warm fragrance and warm jade suddenly filled their backs. Pu Dehuan immediately blushed. Before his family fell into decline, he had also participated in banquets as a young master, but he was openly summoned.
He had never participated in a banquet with a prostitute, limited by his age and status. The gorgeous clothes and the strong scent of makeup and powder on the prostitute made him feel fascinated.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and pour some wine for Mr. Park!"
An official prostitute filled his glass of wine with a humiliating look on her face.
Pu Dehuan knew her: Zhao Aiyin, the head of the brothel, was also the daughter of a middle-aged man. Like Pu Dehuan, she was demoted to this place as a slave because her family was involved in party strife. She also became a government prostitute because of her outstanding appearance, and because she was literate and humanistic.
, was proficient in poetry, and soon became a taboo for officials. Lower-level officials rarely even had the honor of accompanying people with drinks. As for people like Pu Dehuan, there were very few opportunities to even take a look at him from a distance.
Now, it was her who poured wine for him to make up for his laughter. Pu Dehuan couldn't help but feel happy and drank it all in one gulp.
The other one is also an acquaintance: it is Li Wanji. He originally included her in the marriage consideration list - but he did not expect that she turned out to be a government prostitute: no wonder she disappeared more than a month ago and turned out to have entered a brothel!
Judging from her still stiff smile as a waiter, and her lack of skill in serving wine and food, it turns out that she is new to this profession.
The wine is of good quality, and the brothel is stocked with fine wine. It is all shipped from the mainland. It is exclusively for the enjoyment of dignitaries and wealthy people. Pu Dehuan thought, if he had not taken refuge with the "chief" in time, how could he have done it?
Enjoy it like today!
Several people present exchanged glances, but did not talk about the main topic. They just took turns to persuade him to drink and said some flattering words. Pu Dehuan felt happy, and the prostitute who accompanied him tried his best to please her, and the atmosphere quickly became harmonious.
After three rounds of drinking, Huang Yunyu saw that Pu Dehuan had some wine, so he winked at the prostitutes. The prostitutes got up and left one after another. A servant brought "big dishes" such as roast beef slices, ginseng and pheasant.
Huang Yunyu then spoke:
"Mr. Park has been reused by Master Kun. The young people really admire him." He said, "I heard that Mr. Park has another important responsibility this time?"
Although Pu Dehuan is young, this routine is familiar to him. Although he does not know that there is no such thing as a free lunch, he is very clear about the meaning of this kind of "banquet". As soon as the other party opens his mouth, he understands what he wants to say.
At that moment, he put down his chopsticks, chewed the beef slices and said, "It turns out that Mr. Huang already knows. Then I won't explain it anymore: there is such a thing."
"This is a big deal! Brother Park is indeed young and promising." Cui Xuanze poured wine for him with a smile.
Pu Dehuan laughed, and he realized that since the other party mentioned his mission this time, he obviously wanted to acquire these bows, arrows and materials.
He quickly thought that the business group that Huang Yunyu worked for came to Jeju every year to purchase large quantities of bows and arrows. Apparently he was interested in the bows and arrows and materials currently stored in the official warehouse. There were also people from Mr. Jin present -
Mr. Jin is a big herdsman and sells a large amount of cowhide, sinews and horns every year, all of which are used for making bows...
Thinking of this, he completely understood. Park Dehuan was a little uneasy - this was not a small thing. Although he had countless thoughts about how many bows and arrows and raw materials there were, bows and arrows were Jeju's bulk export, and it was by no means a small amount.
Pu Dehuan had no objection at all to using the power in his hands to benefit himself. This was the practice at the time. But the matter was too big to talk about. So he suddenly became very cautious and said vaguely:
"I wonder what Master Huang has planned?"
"Then I will tell the truth." Huang Yunyu said, pointing to his companion: "These two people must be recognized by Mr. Park. They are both closely related to this matter. They will definitely not talk nonsense."
Pu Dehuan nodded, thinking in his mind.
Huang Yunyu whispered his request.
To put it simply, I asked Park Dehuan to erase part of the inventory when reporting data.
"...This matter is not difficult." Huang Yunyu said, "The leaders don't use bows and arrows, and they have no interest in bows and arrows. They just want to recycle waste and sell them for a few dollars. They don't know how to make bows. As long as you flick your pen,
Isn’t it done?”
The manufacture and trade of bows and arrows are specialized businesses. Not to mention outsiders, even Jeju locals who are not in the industry can't understand it at all. Pu Dehuan knew that Huang Yunyu's words were not an exaggeration.
Judging from how busy Chief Feng and others are, they really don't pay much attention to this aspect - they pay more attention to things like food, wood, and cloth. Huang Yunyu is right, the reason why the chiefs want to count these is just for "waste utilization"
”.
Greed came up involuntarily. Working for the leaders, his self-esteem was greatly satisfied, and his life certainly improved a lot. He was planning to build a bigger house next and marry a man worthy of him.
A woman of high status - all this requires money...
"...After the matter is completed, I will give Mr. Park 30% of the benefits." Huang Yunyu whispered and stuffed him with a small silk scarf bag.
The silk scarf bag was heavy, probably containing silver. For a moment, Pu Dehuan had a fierce struggle in his heart, but he did not push away.
"I also have something to ask for. As long as Mr. Park can write extraordinary things, I will be very grateful to you!"
It was Zhao Minggui who spoke. His face was smiling like a flower, his eyes were narrowed to a slit, and his eyes were shining from time to time.
Zhao Minggui's owner is Jin Wanyi, the largest wealthy man on the island with a second-grade official title.
The largest bow and arrow shop in Jeju is owned by the Kim family. In addition, the Kim family's "Mingya Village" monopolizes the raw materials for making bows and arrows on the entire island and even most of North Korea. Of course, Kim Man-il must protect these interests with all his strength.
Mr. Jin's plate cannot be exposed to this group of outsiders, and at the same time, the inventory quantity must be underreported.
"... Mr. Park must also know about my master's wealth and ability." Zhao Minggui said, "I definitely won't make Mr. Park's hard work go in vain." He also presented a gift.
After the banquet, Huang Yunyu wanted to keep him, saying that he wanted Zhao Aiyin to sleep with him. Pu Dehuan was not in such a mood, so he resigned again and again.
After Pu Dehuan left, Huang Yunyu asked someone to open a new banquet and continued drinking with Cui Xuanze and Zhao Minggui.
The night was already very late, the lanterns outside the brothel were put away, and the door was closed and locked. Huang Yunyu asked the madam to let all the irrelevant people go to rest, and there was no need to wait on the waiters anymore, and no prostitutes were required to accompany the wine. The thick night was shrouded in darkness.
In the courtyard of the brothel, three men drank under the dim light and talked quietly.
The content of the conversation naturally revolved around what had just happened. Making a fortune from bows and arrows was indeed their original intention, but apart from that, these three people had other plans.
The sudden collapse of the Lee Dynasty's rule on Jeju Island gave the island's powerful people a great opportunity to embezzle profits. Bows and arrows were just their first step. These few people and their backstage boss Kim Man-il, there are more
idea.
There are tens of thousands of official horses and a large number of cattle and sheep in the official horse farm on the island. At present, the official government has collapsed, and the newly arrived Kunwo have no time to take care of it - besides, they can't think of a Kunwo fortress for sea robbery.
What's the use of horses, cattle and sheep, so now is a good opportunity to embezzle this huge wealth.
Even if the imperial court returns to the island one day, they can still blame it all on Kun Wa. (To be continued)
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