Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chapter 1478: The Courtesan Contest in the Brothel

"Oh my, you, as the older brother, are clearly a good one. This little brother, is he a naive fellow?"

"Mommy has such a sharp eye!"

As Chu Chen had expected, he echoed.

"Haha, I wonder if this young master would like to see how Mommy is? Mommy will give you a red envelope."

After saying that, the madam used her seductive skills, which made Fat Tiger look on with longing.

As a result, he was kicked awake by Chu Chen.

He cursed her under his breath, thinking to himself, "This madam is older than your Aunt Zhang, and you really haven't seen any good stuff."

A friend once told him that the next batch would always be the best.

"Mommy, please stop teasing my brother. He can't handle it."

Seeing that Chu Chen recognized the value of the goods, the madam stopped insisting and immediately led the two inside, swaying her large waist.

They were given five taels of silver and then arranged to sit in an open-plan private room on the second floor.

The private room is on the side, offering a view of the stage in the center of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

After Chu Chen ordered some food and drinks, his mother brought in five beautiful women.

"Young master, are you satisfied?"

"Change the batch!"

Chu Chen didn't even raise his head before speaking to the madam.

This action immediately made Fatty Tiger anxious: "Brother Chen, he's so nice, chubby and healthy, why did you change him?"

"You don't understand, you'll find out in a moment."

Sure enough, after Chu Chen had changed three groups without even looking up, the madam led three people in.

"Young master, we only have these girls left, just three. If you change any more, you'll have to choose the most beautiful courtesan."

"Is she a courtesan or a 'red courtesan'?"

"I knew you were a regular customer, young master. Don't worry, they're all courtesans."

Chu Chen nodded uninterestedly after hearing this, and then said, "You two can stay."

The two courtesans who were left behind immediately went into work mode.

As a result, Chu Chen pushed the people next to him toward Fatty Tiger: "You all just need to take good care of him tonight, I don't need to."

After saying that, Chu Chen turned to the stage.

On the stage, some courtesans were singing, their instruments jingling and clanging. To Chu Chen, a soul who had lived for hundreds of years, it wasn't too noisy.

However, after a few drinks, Fat Tiger was immediately taught the ropes by the two teachers.

"Hehe, Tiger will show you how to hide something in your belly..."

After saying that, he lifted his shirt and stuffed a teacup directly into the gap between his several "spare tires".

"Oh, Brother Tiger, shall I help you get it out...?"

"Haha, very good, very good. You are much prettier than Aunt Zhang, and you even smell nice."

"Aunt Zhang always smells like dead fish."

Chu Chen looked helplessly at Fatty Tiger, who had completely let loose, and for a moment, he had an urge to give up the private room to him.

This thing is absolutely disgusting.

However, just when Chu Chen was about to lose his temper and wanted to leave.

Fat Tiger's two teachers smiled at Chu Chen, then led Fat Tiger out of the private room.

Chu Chen thought to himself that it was finally peaceful now.

Just as he was thinking about taking a good look at the operating model here, hoping that he could also enter this industry and make some money later.

Suddenly, a shout erupted from the crowd below.

"Miss Shulan, over here..."

"Miss Shulan, I wrote a new poem last night. I wonder if we could discuss it sometime?"

"Miss Shulan, I'll offer three hundred taels of silver in exchange for a more in-depth discussion with you..."

Following the gaze of the crowd, Chu Chen looked towards the stage and saw an exceptionally beautiful woman bowing to the crowd below, supported by several buck-toothed, slanted-eyed young ladies.

Chu Chen carefully examined the girl, Shulan, below.

She was seen holding a pipa, bowing to everyone before slowly sitting down on a stool.

From Chu Chen's position, he could just see the two jicama-like shapes hidden under the slightly low V-neck.

So I thought to myself, the owner of this shop has a very advanced way of thinking.

This move effectively lured away all the guests who came looking for fun.

Moreover, having paid a high price for a spot on the second floor, the view from the top is even more captivating.

If I were an ordinary lecher, I would definitely be tempted by those women and pull out my money.

Fortunately, I have enough self-control.

Just one song.

The madam swayed her large buttocks as she walked onto the stage: "Esteemed guests, today is the monthly Flower Queen Contest of my Hundred Flowers Pavilion."

"My daughters have just finished their performance. They are all beautiful and skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. They are just waiting for you, our distinguished guests, to come and 'pick' them."

"The rules remain the same. If any of you distinguished guests find one of my daughters particularly appealing, please spend two taels of silver to buy her a flower wreath. In the end, the one with the most flower wreaths wins."

"Similarly, to thank our distinguished guests for their appreciation, the person who presents the most flower wreaths will have the opportunity to enter the courtesan's boudoir for an in-depth conversation."

"As for how far my daughter can develop a relationship with this distinguished guest, that depends on the guest's sincerity and ability."

Chu Chen smiled inwardly after hearing this; that's damn ruthless.

Two taels of silver for a flower wreath; the one with the most flower wreaths becomes the queen of flowers.

The older brother who gives the most gifts will have the opportunity to have a private conversation with the newly selected courtesan.

However, this is just communication. If you want to do something else, you need sincerity and ability.

In other words, spending money to send a flower wreath is only the first step.

In this second step, you need to send the most.

However, even if you are a good older brother and give the most, you still can't make any substantial progress in the end.

Are all these good brothers fucking idiots?

This is clearly a case of exploiting people.

Chu Chen glanced at the people shouting enthusiastically in the arena; they were all dressed in fine clothes and were either rich or noble.

Men care about their pride, and to win the title of "Top Ranker," a fierce battle is probably inevitable tonight.

However, he had no interest in any of it.

Although he carried more than two hundred taels of silver, and Fatty Tiger probably only had about ten taels, it was a joke to ask him to use those two taels of silver to become a bastard.

Sure enough, at the madam's command, the three girls on the stage addressed the men as "young master" and "master" repeatedly, completely bewitching them.

The servant boy, carrying a flower wreath and a tray, moved among the crowd.

Before long, the garland in her hand was replaced by trays of silver.

However, just as Chu Chen was surprised by the high profits of the brothel.

Suddenly, his room door was pushed open from the outside, and then a figure squatted down in front of him.

"Shh...don't make a sound, let me hide."