C10 Chapter 10

Huangfu Xiu, who was walking in front, frowned slightly, but didn't turn around. He walked out of the door coldly.

Tao Junuo, on the other hand, stared at the girl on the ground curiously. She did not know what would happen next. Curious, curious.

Hua Lian'ai only felt a piercing pain on the back of her feet. It was as if all the nerves in her body had awakened because of Liu's stomp. The beads of sweat that were the size of soybeans kept rolling out, but this man was still trying to make things difficult for her.

The situation was very strong. Now... she was still too weak...

Gritting her teeth, she slowly propped herself up on the stairs, raised her chin, and stubbornly took a step back to let Liu walk.

Although she let Liu walk out, Liu became even angrier. However, if he continued to bicker with Hua Lian'ai like this, it would appear that he was too lacking in patience. With a cold snort of anger, Liu strode over to chase his master away.

Tao Yonuo was exceptionally curious and did not leave. Just like that, he circled around Hua Lian'ai.

"Miss, don't you feel pain?" He bent down to check Hua Lian'ai's feet out of curiosity. When he saw her feet, he immediately sucked in a breath of cold air. At this moment, the back of Hua Lian'ai's feet was swollen like a stone was placed on it. Needless to say, Liu's stomp just now also damaged this woman's bones. Otherwise, why would it be so swollen?

Even if it was a member of the clan, if his bones were damaged, he would still be rolling on the ground in pain. However, this woman was still able to endure it... Tao Jino couldn't help but look at the woman in front of him with the ghost hair covering her face in a different light. He was a little curious, what exactly does this woman look like? He reached out his hand and was about to brush her long hair.

"Scram..." He forcefully suppressed his anger and berated. Tao Yino was so frightened that he immediately retracted his hand. For no reason, she felt a chill run down her spine. This woman was really fierce.

With a twist and turn, Hua Lian'ai picked up the grey steamed bun on the ground and dragged her painful foot into the innermost room while Tao Yinuo was dumbfounded.

Liu Cenxi, who was coughing in the room, saw her daughter in a sorry state and got up on the spot in fright. She ran a few steps in front of her. "Compassion..."

She really did not have the extra energy to explain. Hua Lian'ai raised her hand and fell onto the bed to catch her breath.

Han Ziqian, who had been standing by the side with his brows furrowed, looked at her swollen feet. He stepped forward and touched her feet a few times with great effort. He rubbed her feet for a while. The swelling and swelling had finally subsided quite a bit.

"Thank you... we need to hurry to a place. How about... or we'll be in big trouble." She had just gone to Qingling's place to see the workers. If she did not go the next day, she would not know how to misunderstand.

However, Han Ziqian still delayed for about half an incense stick's time. Hua Lian'ai and Hua Lian'ai, who had been waiting outside for a long time, saw the person who came out of the house. Both of them were so shocked that they could not breathe.

She wore a long pink dress that swayed in the wind. Her eyes were filled with worry and resentment. As she moved, her eyes lit up, and her brows furrowed lightly. Her mind was filled with worry. Her small mouth pouted and complained softly, but she didn't stop. Every single move she made was filled with endless vicissitudes of wind and endless entanglement. The most amazing thing was... her throat. There was no more Adam's apple!!

It also... magically raised the cushion a little...

"How did you do it? What about the protruding part? " Where did you go? " Hua Lian'ai clicked her tongue in surprise. She went forward and touched Han Ziqian's throat.

Liu Cenxi saw her daughter's frivolous actions and immediately coughed in fear.

Hua Lian'ai awkwardly withdrew her hand. Only then did she save it. This was the ancient times, the ancient times. In the ancient times, men and women were not close to each other. However, if Liu Cenxi knew that she agreed to live together with him for the money tree, what would she do?

"Let's go. Didn't you say you were in a hurry?" Han Ziqian raised his eyebrows proudly. He lifted his broken foot and walked towards the outside. His walking style was better than Hua Lian'ai's. This was a real woman. Three women. One step, three steps, three steps. Her back was straight and her butt was straight. Just from this one step, it caused countless people to stare at it...

Inside the Fragrant Spring Restaurant, Qingling woke up early for the rare occasion. Ever since she woke up, she had been sitting there uneasily. She was also very worried about what was going on at the side.

Seeing her glance outside the window from time to time, Hong Qiao knew that she was looking forward to the girl from yesterday.

Immediately, she pouted, "Miss, I feel that you are a little too realistic. You can believe what that girl said? She said she wanted you to be the leader. There must be various conditions. It's not that you don't have good conditions, but in this Aromatic Spring Restaurant. The first three, even the ones behind you, Which one of you doesn't know how to use tricks and schemes?! "

Qingling waved her hand in annoyance, but her expression became more serious. Just as Hong Qiao said, Although the Spring Fragrance Restaurant was only for the title of the top card, But competition is cruel. Not only were there many selections, there were also various talents. Over the years, And with the help of a few regular customers and a little music, Otherwise, she would not have been able to stay in the top five.

If he stayed in the top four, he might even be pulled down by the rookies behind him. This kind of crisis made Qingling more and more worried. One must know that in a brothel, only when one's level is high and becomes the number one can one stand out, have money, and have regular customers constantly supporting them.

On the contrary, if one was trampled on once a year and ended up becoming a level two or three prostitute, then one's fate would be miserable.

Brothels were also divided into different levels. For example, Qingling could barely be considered as a red card now. For the top ten prostitutes, even if the people in the yard could support the scene, among the ten of them, a level classification represented your income and treatment.

This kind of treatment was the same as the level of the employees in a company. Five to ten people would have the right to freely choose customers. The monthly salary could be 10%, and it could also be taken off for five days.

Living here, these five people were usually in a small independent courtyard. However, there were five people in this courtyard.

The first five were in the courtyard. Even though it was alone that the courtyard was pulled out. However, the treatment they received was completely different. The last four all had a single house, and they could only take 20% of it. However, they could not have an independent courtyard like the leader of the group.

To be able to become the number one red-card prostitute, that identity, that status, that was definitely not ordinary. A red-card did not only have an imposing courtyard, but more importantly, in a month, he only needed to specifically pick ten people. Furthermore, the amount of money drawn in here was as high as 40%.

40% was not a small amount. More importantly, the top scorers received a lot of rewards. In the future, it would be easy to find a good family. Most of the top brothels will choose to redeem themselves or become concubines with the high officials of the wealthy merchants after being famous for two to three years.

Of course, after the ransom, if the prostitutes wanted to earn money, they could split it equally with the brothels. These are first-class prostitutes and can be considered to have some kind of treatment. But if they are second-rate or third-rate prostitutes... then there will be no treatment.

The most unpopular among them was the third-rate prostitutes. These types of women were often sold or the officials' lowly maids had committed crimes against the women and the like. These kinds of women were usually treated by tradesmen, street hooligans, and other unqualified people.

Even if she was killed by someone and died of illness, no one would feel sorry for her and respect her. Because in the eyes of the world, such a person was despicable to the point where everyone could go up to him.

A second-rate person could own a small room in a place similar to a collective residence. However, it was only a place to receive guests of prostitution. The number of guests received every day was no less than ten or even more. This second-rate customer no longer cared about how much he drew. That was his monthly salary. The amount of silver I can give you depends on the mood of the aunties.

It is only because many girls have entered the brothel that they break their heads and squeeze into the top ten in their own courtyard... After all, the class is different, the treatment is really too different. Even though it was just the word "sell"! However, this competition was also extremely intense compared to the intense work outside.

In order to be the best in the election, the prostitution sects were extremely competitive. In order to compete for the best, the prostitution sects held some so-called "talent shows" every now and then! "

First, there would be the ten elites of the sect in the brothel. After the ten elites, the academies in the various regions would compare them. Then, the people in the martial arts world would throw flowers to decide the top ten prostitutes.

Finally, the final elites of the various regions would carry out a general selection event. The final winner would be called the chief of all flowers. If he obtained the chief of all flowers, he would really leap into the dragon gate. His identity has increased by more than a thousand times. It was not an exaggeration to say that his identity was... It was more than ten thousand times. In history, any woman who had advanced to the top of the Ten Thousand Flower Continent... They'll be invisible after the event, slowly fading the light. In the end, she would disappear. However, the top of the Ten Thousand Flowers had disappeared. However, the brothel she lived in had become famous because of the head of the Ten Thousand Flowers. And after all these years, business has been booming like never before...

Because of this, it was the dream of everyone to become the chief of the Ten Thousand Flowers. However, those who couldn't even reach the title of the leader of the brothel didn't need to think about it anymore. Qingling, her current goal was not so far away. Her current goal was only the title of the head of the Aromatic Spring Restaurant.

Moth knitted her brows and Qingling looked out of the window in annoyance. There was still no figure that she wanted to see. She gritted her teeth in anger and Hong Qiao who was at the side sighed softly, "Miss, why don't I go and look for it."

"Again, she dared not come. Humph, as long as she still stays in the south of the sword city, "She won't be able to live any longer." Hong Qiao saw a ruthless light flash across her master's eyes. She lowered her hand and stood on the side with her eyes lowered. Towards these words, She did not believe this. On the contrary, she believed it. She also deeply understood the relationship between the young lady and those men. It was easy for her to take care of one or two servants. What was the status of prostitutes in a courtyard? In the end, it depended on the decision of the prostitutes... and the staff behind them... determines everything about them...

While Qingling was waiting impatiently, Hua Lian'ai finally rushed in urgently. The moment she saw her, Qingling lightly sighed. She was really afraid that the hope that she just had was just a joke.