Chapter 100: Visiting the Brothel

Wu Chengyu subconsciously tensed half his muscles, turned his face to look, and saw a woman in red, heavy makeup, gold hairpins and pearl strings in her hair, her bosom slightly exposed, hugging his arm, smiling radiantly, eyes flowing, even rubbing against him a few times.

Good heavens, Wu Chengyu had transmigrated for five years, been celibate for five years, this was the first time it had been this fragrant and seductive.

Only because she was sticking too close he couldn't see clearly; when Wu Chengyu leaned back slightly to create a bit of distance, hmm, those few rubs just now — who took advantage of whom was unclear.

The wrinkles on this woman's face were far too obvious, too much powder, her face painted a ghastly white, and the key was there was even some caking.

Just from those few rubs against him, a good amount of powder from her face fell onto Wu Chengyu's clothes.

This woman was at least sixty even if not fifty; Wu Chengyu instantly felt a bit unable to count.

Wu Chengyu silently withdrew his arm from her embrace, stepped back two paces, body staying on guard.

The woman opposite acted as if she hadn't noticed Wu Chengyu's reaction, waved her scented handkerchief a few times and said: "I am Qin Mama of Hongxiu Zhao, Young Master looks unfamiliar, should be your first time here, want this servant to find you a girl to your liking?"

So she was an old procuress; Wu Chengyu thought if Hongxiu Zhao were all this quality, then tonight's plan to deal with Shi Tong would be cancelled immediately.

Modern people's understanding of the process of visiting ancient brothels mostly comes from film and TV dramas, which are also written by modern people, but Wu Chengyu wasn't flustered at all; some things never change regardless of variation, and won't become unrecognizable with the passing of ages.

Nothing more than getting a private room, ordering some wine, then a line of people comes out introducing: "Greetings, Sir, XXXX."

Then one's own side must stay calm; the first batch brought out are generally not top-tier, one must be reserved then wave a hand grandly: "Change a batch."

Wu Chengyu kept a polite smile, strode into Hongxiu Zhao, and that Qin Mama followed along smiling.

Wu Chengyu scanned the surroundings; the first-floor hall had only three kinds of people: courtesans, patrons, and waiters, at least several dozen people, a few girls playing zither in a corner, waiters bowing at the waist attending carefully.

The rest of the men and women either embraced or hugged, hands roaming, or playing drinking games and after losing feeding wine while shouting "Master only knows how to bully this servant, this servant won't stand for it."

This guy Shi Tong, relying on his status, definitely wouldn't be fooling around in this main hall.

Wu Chengyu focused his hearing, and soon heard Shi Tong's arrogant, frivolous, slightly drake-like voice coming from the third floor.

"Open a room for me on the third floor, prepare some fine wine and dishes, find a girl to sing for me.

Hmph, I said a girl, you, understand?"

The procuress feigned difficulty: "Girls there are plenty, but the third floor and above are all elegant rooms; only those high officials and nobles of Gusu City can afford to go up; wine and dishes plus a girl singing, the price is at least twenty taels of silver; if Young Master wants to do other things, money calculated separately."

Truly Suzhou's hottest gold-selling den; twenty taels of silver was enough for an ordinary five-person household to live several years.

But those willing to go to the third floor, twenty taels of silver wasn't even in their eyes.

Wu Chengyu pulled out a fifty-tael banknote from his sleeve, shook it before the procuress, and said: "Girl pretty, sings well, wine and dishes satisfy me, there's reward money."

The procuress's eyes lit up; she couldn't judge a man's character accurately, but she could see a man's attitude toward money; Wu Chengyu clearly didn't care about these fifty taels, showing his family wealth was substantial, with great potential to mine.

"Come come come, Young Master, follow this servant upstairs; there happens to be a best elegant room, I give it to no one, just saving it for you."

The room the procuress prepared for Wu Chengyu and Shi Tong's room still had a room between them, but it didn't affect Wu Chengyu's eavesdropping.

The room was decorated in gaudy colors, extremely vulgar; additionally there was a round bed, an Eight Immortals table, several stools, and a long table, on which sandalwood incense was burning.

Much of the incense burned in brothel rooms has aphrodisiac effects; fortunately Wu Chengyu's Turtle Grandson Technique can expel these things from his body.

Wu Chengyu sat down by the Eight Immortals table; the procuress ran out again to arrange things; at this moment Shi Tong's voice was clearly audible.

First came some laughing curses and lewd talk; Wu Chengyu directly ignored it; Shi Tong spoke on and on, somehow recalling the daytime's events.

"This damn Wu Family, actually dared to oppose this Young Master; wait till I write a letter to my uncle, have him punish the Wu Family; I'll confiscate their property and exterminate their clan; all those Wu Family industries will have to change their surname to Shi from now on."

"You few wastes, bragging daily you're martial arts masters, a couple of random kids from the other side knocked you all down.

And that Yu Black Tiger, can't even beat a woman, returned to Gusu City and can't even stand up; tomorrow I'll just dismiss him; waste shouldn't think of following me to freeload meals."

At this moment in Shi Tong's room, besides Yu Black Tiger the other several were all present; only the two who acted later had each had an arm dislocated by Wu Chengyu, now already found someone to reattach them, then bound with bandages and hung in front of their chests.

Additionally Shi Tong had two of the brothel's head courtesans sitting beside him, currently disheveled; the other three each had one in their arms.

Shi Tong's face was greenish, dark circles under his eyes, arrogance extremely rampant, cursing while embracing the girl beside him, occasionally a leather cup.

Just finished cursing up front, instantly changed expression, leaned close to the girl and whispered a few words, causing the girl to repeatedly say "no"; then with a wicked smile reached his hand inside, plucking slow and fast, the girl immediately trembled all over, panting incessantly.

Wu Chengyu had no heart to listen to these things; just then, the procuress Qin Mama pushed the door in again, set out four plates of dried fruit, four plates of exquisite vegetarian dishes, plus Taihu silverfish, Wuxi soy-braised bones, roast chicken, and Taihu white shrimp; just by appearance absolutely not inferior to those famous restaurants in Gusu City.

Then a girl in pink carrying a pipa walked in with head lowered; she first bowed to Wu Chengyu, then slightly raised her head to glance at Wu Chengyu once and immediately lowered it again, slightly shy, eyes full of tender feeling.

This girl looked about fifteen or sixteen, features clear and beautiful, temperament elegant, lightly powdered, a bit like a campus belle of later generations; Wu Chengyu couldn't help but look a couple more times, thinking this procuress really knows how to judge people; the girl she called really matched Wu Chengyu's aesthetics.

Pity Wu Chengyu was used to looking at A Ku, suddenly had an urge to drag this girl to eat protein powder and do anaerobic muscle building.

She just blushed and called out "Young Master" once, then fell silent, a bit pitiful and touching.

Shu Xiansheng once said: "A woman's blush surpasses a long passage of dialogue; but later with rouge, one can't tell true feeling from false intent."

Just met and already eyes full of tender feeling; where does the feeling come from?

Wu Chengyu now instead had no heart to do those previously familiar things, merely had her sit and play a tune.

After the girl sat down, she casually plucked the pipa; Wu Chengyu heard the music of this era for the first time, turning the axis, plucking the strings, low chant and soft song.

Wu Chengyu didn't drink wine either, just ate some dried fruit casually, eyes closed seemingly listening to the tune, actually attention turned back to Shi Tong's room.

(Chapter End)