Chapter 95 The brothel owner keeps the person

Chapter 95 The brothel owner keeps the person

"I wonder if Mother Yang has any other advice for you?" Qianhuan stopped, turned around and asked Mother Yang.

"Miss Feiyan has such superb dancing skills, why don't you stay and perform in my Xunfang Pavilion? Although our Xunfang Pavilion is a brothel, most of the girls in the building are prostitutes who only sell their skills and not their bodies. Moreover, the customers who patronize our business are either dignitaries or literati. If the girl stays with me, I can guarantee that she will not become a slave. She only needs to dance in the lobby every night to help me attract these dignitaries to come and support her. I will certainly not treat her badly with her monthly salary."

Originally, participating in the competition was just a stopgap measure. Qianhuan didn't expect the madam would keep her to work in Xunfang Pavilion. She also didn't expect that most of the girls in this brothel only sold their art and not their bodies.

She had thought that brothels were all about sex. It seemed that modern TV dramas had caused her to misunderstand ancient brothels. She would have to get to know them again.

"Mother Yang, I have parents and family members at home. It is definitely not possible for me to stay in Xunfang Pavilion." Qianhuan decisively refused.

"I was inconsiderate, but I really admire your dancing skills and I especially hope you can perform in Xunfang Pavilion." Mother Yang was a little disappointed to hear her refusal, but she still didn't give up.

"I wonder how much money mom is willing to offer for me to dance?" Qianhuan asked tentatively. If the money is a lot, she doesn't have to stay in the building. It would be fine for her to just come over in the evening to dance with her.

"I'll give you eight taels of silver for one dance a night."

When the madam saw that she was asking about the wages again, she thought she had changed her mind and was very happy. The dancing skills that Qianhuan showed in the courtesan competition today made Mother Yang ask for an unprecedentedly high price.

She can earn eight taels of silver in one night. No wonder people say this place is a den of money. Even if ordinary people sell all their grain for a year, they can only earn about ten taels. She can earn almost a year's worth of silver in one night. It would be a lie to say that she is not tempted.

After all, given her current situation, even if she did a small business, she couldn't earn so much money in a day.

After thinking about it, she felt that it was a good deal. After all, dancing was one of her best skills and she loved dancing. Why not make money with something she likes and is good at?

Although most decent women in ancient times might not be able to accept this job, as a modern person, she does not reject this way of making a living. After all, she is just selling her art and not her body.

There are many such people in modern society. For example, the performers who sing and dance on the stage in a bar, aren't they also making a living by performing in a mixed environment?

Qianhuan thought about it and decided that she should not give up such a lucrative job. Although it was not easy to go out at night, fortunately she could rent a carriage. Besides, the coachman was a nice person and she was quite satisfied with him.

She was about to agree, but seeing her silence, Madam Yang thought the price was too low, so she raised the price, "10 taels of silver a night, are you willing?"

Qianhuan didn't expect that after she had just been thinking about it for a while, Mother Yang actually increased her salary by two taels of silver. She really didn't want to miss such an attractive opportunity to make money, so she quickly took the job.

"Mother Yang, it's definitely not convenient for me to stay in Xunfang Pavilion. But if I just need to come over to dance once every night and get paid immediately after the dance, I can consider it."

"Of course you can. As long as the girl is willing to come and perform the dance, she doesn't have to stay in the building. As for the wages, I can also agree to pay them in cash."

In order to keep her, Mother Yang agreed to almost everything.

"To be honest, I still have parents at home, and they don't know that I'm performing. I can't show my true face when dancing, so I'm afraid I have to go by the name of Miss Hongyu." She talked about her difficulties.

The madam originally wanted to give her another stage name and introduce her as a newcomer, so as to attract more male customers to the building, after all, most of the customers who come here like to try something new. But in order to keep her, Yang's mother agreed.

Mother Yang spent a lot of money to hire masters to teach the girls in Xunfang Pavilion the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and Hongyu was also trained from a young age.

Among all the girls, Hongyu is the best in all aspects. She is proficient in playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is especially good at singing. But when it comes to dancing, it seems that because Hongyu's body is naturally stiff, no matter how hard she tries, she is always much worse than Miss Sisi from Yichunyuan.

If Feiyan danced in her place, it would probably attract a lot of guests to Yichunyuan.

"There is one thing we have to agree on first. I am only responsible for dancing. If a customer comes to me alone, I will not be responsible for dealing with him." Qianhuan didn't want to cause trouble for herself. Some things must be agreed upon in advance.

"Of course, you dance under the name Hongyu, so you have Hongyu to entertain the guests." Mother Yang quickly promised her.

"Then I feel relieved. May I ask, Mother Yang, how many times a month do we need to come? When is the general dance time?" It is inconvenient for Qianhuan to go out, and if she goes too early, she won't be able to make it.

"Hongyu used to perform in the lobby every day, but now that she's become an oiran, I plan to only let her perform on stage 10 days a month. From now on, you only need to come 10 days a month, there's no time limit. The lobby performance in the building starts at : pm (: p.m.), and I plan to have Hongyu perform as the last act in the future, starting at around : pm (: p.m.)"

"My home is far away, so it's inconvenient to go out at night. Generally speaking, it shouldn't be a problem for me to arrive at 2:15 pm. If there are special circumstances and I'm late, please bear with me, Mom." Qianhuan expressed her concerns.

"Well... okay, I'll do as you say." Mother Yang hesitated, but finally agreed. After all, this woman has superb dancing skills. With her performance, I'm afraid those gentlemen will give her piles of silver as rewards.

"Mother Yang, there are only ten days left this month. Do you still need to come and perform?"

"You only need to perform twice this month. Hongyu has just become the oiran, so we won't let her perform for the next two days. You can choose a time to perform in two days."

"Okay, I'll come back to perform officially at the end of the month. Mother Yang, there's one thing we have to agree on first. I'll only dance until the end of May next year. I won't dance anymore once June comes."

Qianhuan thought that now that she had money in her hands, she would go back and start designing the construction of a house and a workshop. Once the workshop was built, she could start making soy sauce.

By June of next year, her soy sauce will be successfully produced and she will no longer need to rely on dancing to earn extra money.

"Okay, although I hope Miss Feiyan can come to our Xunfang Pavilion to perform all the time, but after all, she is a good girl. I am satisfied that she has agreed to perform for such a long time."

"I'd also like to trouble mom to ask someone to prepare a few more dance costumes and shoes for me, as well as veils of the same color." Qianhuan instructed Mother Yang.

"Okay, just focus on dancing. I've asked someone to take note of your size last time, and I'll have someone make a few more sets of dance clothes and shoes for you."

The madam's shrewd little eyes were almost narrowed into a line due to her smile. She nodded in agreement, and she looked as if she saw the white silver already entered her pocket.

After discussing with the madam, Qianhuan left Xunfang Pavilion through the back door.