These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 80: Inside Pingchang City, a Passerby in the Red Mansion

Ning Zheng communicated briefly through messaging.

I found that they were indeed preparing to purchase blind boxes.

In the past, the villa had very little communication with the outside world. After all, when selling rough weapon blanks, they would accumulate them and sell them in batches.

Now that trade has been established, the transportation of goods will become more frequent.

Ning Zheng thought about it, gave a shot of precaution and said:
"No problem, you can come over. Recently, the blacksmiths in our villa may ask you about something, such as buying a paper house, so you don't need to bother with them."

"For some reasons, their mental state is not very normal."

Ning Zheng also made fun of herself at the same time.

The more brutal he appeared to be, the more he could protect himself and avoid exposing the fact that the villa was empty, with only a weak monk pretending to be the owner.

Zhang Huaping was stunned.

Want to buy a paper house from me?
Yin residence?

What are they going to do?
The feeling of uneasiness in my heart suddenly became stronger and stronger.

She could only try to ask indirectly: "Excuse me, there shouldn't be anything special happening in the villa recently, such as the kind that I can't watch."

Ning Zheng was stunned. They could all see it.

He looked back at the gate of the villa.

In the distance, there was a stall with people lining up to buy poison. There was a skinny and seriously ill blacksmith.

The crowd gathered in a circle, happily discussing how to fight the river monster, and there was also the fairy doctor who was shaking a bulging Pikachu.

What other plans have failed in the demon dormitory?

Ning Zheng touched his chin:
It seems like there is nothing that cannot be seen.

But why did Zhang Huaping’s products suddenly become so popular?

Go back to one day ago.

PyeongChang City.

The New Year has passed, the weather is getting colder, and people have gradually started to wear long sleeves.

Zhang Huaping advertised everywhere for a whole day. Her circle was full of independent cultivators and monster hunters. Although there were many independent cultivators who were masters, no one was willing to buy.

The aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys.

This is reality.

In the end, she still found the only young man from aristocratic family she knew.

There is a shop on the corner, "Huakai Forge", and the street outside is bustling with people coming and going.

in front of the counter.

Jiao Chiwan, who was wearing a white scholar's robe, squinted her beautiful phoenix eyes and looked him up and down: "Why is it so expensive? But the style is pretty. I can help you promote it."

Zhang Huaping was slightly touched and said, "Thank you."

"There's no need to thank me, I just did it for the sake of convenience. You are the special patron of our store, providing us with monster materials. This weapon is also our business."

Jiao Chiwan opened the blind box and found an extremely beautiful long sword with blue patterns.

"it is good!"

It must be said that this pattern was so beautiful that it touched his heart.

This artwork is definitely worth the price.

Of course, the first one is valuable, but it will no longer be valuable once everyone copies the original idea.

Those demon cultivators didn’t know how to do business before, and now they want to rely on their creativity to sell it at this price?
ridiculous.

That group of demon cultivators laughed at us for not knowing how to rob, and we laughed at them for not knowing how to do business.

Everyone imitates his work and copies his hard work, and the price is lowered.

He planned to ask the blacksmith in his family to study how to make the texture so transparent and clear, with a layered beauty.

This technology has great potential!!
Too beautiful.

They also know one thing about doing business: although beauty is useless, it can be sold at a higher price.

If it falls into the hands of the brutal demon cultivators in the villa, it will be like a pearl covered in dust.

In order to make the accounts right, he still paid the proper amount of 499. Feeling extremely pained, he cursed and said that he was letting those demon cultivators take advantage of him. He would earn double the money back when they could copy it.

After saying goodbye to Zhang Huaping, Jiao Chiwan started to head to the place he must visit almost every day: the Red Mansion.

What is the Red Mansion?
Brothel!

Today is a golden age for reading, and the brothel industry is extremely prosperous.

The saints of the current Jiusui Dynasty are not allowed to engage in flesh trade.

Brothels were formal places for reciting poems and composing couplets, and they were only operated by the imperial court; private operation was not allowed.

It is a public facility.

Generally, brothels are divided into brothels and red-light towers.

They all sell their skills, not their bodies.

Brothels are decorated with lights and colorful lights all year round.

Hanging with colorful lanterns, it is an elegant place for scholars, where they often listen to music, gather and chat.

Many poor scholars even recited poems and composed couplets in it to make a name for themselves, which would then earn them recognition and funding from local big families and scholars, and they would be given spiritual roots, thus rising to the top overnight and being included in political parties.

This is the separation between immortals and mortals!
With such an opportunity, how could the brothels in various places not become popular?

That is why the imperial court controlled this vital lifeline.

Some young men from wealthy families would also come here to look for scholars from poor families, to show off their talents, to recruit talented people, and to compete for the favor of various courtesans.

At the end of the brothel is the Red Mansion.

She was an oiran during her lifetime, and she maintained the behavioral logic of an oiran even after her death.

The Red Mansion is where the courtesan works after her death.

The probability of an ordinary person leaving ashes after death is only one in tens of thousands. Although there are some special means to greatly increase the probability, the stronger the cultivator, the more expensive the treasure required to increase the probability of leaving ashes will be.

Therefore, Red Mansions are extremely rare and their status is far higher than that of Brothels.

The red building was hung with big red lanterns. Most of them were famous courtesans in their lifetime, and they would be highly respected even after their death.

He maintained the same behavioral logic as when he was alive and chatted with the young masters. As time went by, some of them even had extremely high levels of cultivation, not inferior to the ancestors in the tombs of some local noble families and sects.

therefore.

The Red Mansion is in great danger, with all kinds of crises.

The remaining people in the Red Mansion are almost all obsessed with the poems and songs that they were best at during their lifetime. If they cannot win the poetry competition, they will become the other party's blood food.

Your writing talent is amazing, the Red Mansion is like walking on flat ground, and after your death, the courtesans will pay tribute to you for your literary talent, as if you were visiting a normal brothel.

If you lack literary talent and only seek fame and reputation, you will surely die if you come to the Red Tower.

In the Red Mansion, you will meet literati and poets from the past, stroll through the footprints of history, and even recite poems with ancient people who lived hundreds or thousands of years ago and experience the literary style of that era!
When you go up the tower, you are strolling along the long river of history.

Drink and sing with the sages!
Discuss the law and the Tao with the old people!
We are standing on the shoulders of our predecessors!
Therefore, the development of the immortal way is nowadays, and updates and iterations are extremely fast.

The Red Mansion is a kind of official cemetery with this effect, and the private tombs of various ancient sects also have this function.

The saint of a big sect discussed the doctrines and the changes of magic with the predecessors of the sect in the private tomb of Zhizhai.

It can be seen that with such growth, the foundation of these monsters is so terrifying and how fast they innovate!

It is called the unprecedented immortal world, and it is well deserved.

This is also the reason why Ning Zheng has ideas about the three cheap ancestors.

With these three ancestors from different eras, it is said and preached that having an elder in the family is like having a treasure.

It is the heritage of the villa!

In this world, without parents and ancestors, it is impossible to take a single step forward.

at this time.

In front of the Red Mansion, countless scholars and writers stopped to chat:
"I don't know. If I go there today, can I reach the third floor? Enter Hu Ji's boudoir and talk about the music?"

"You can give it a try. With your cultivation, even if your zither skills are too poor and offend Hu Ji, you will still be able to protect yourself."

"Hmph, be careful not to kill Hu Ji. Although she is immortal because of the connection to the earth vein, it will take some time for her to be resurrected. You will have to pay a lot of money, and your family will have to beat you with a stick."

Every year, there are many scholars who fail in the Red Mansion and become blood food and nourishment for the courtesans.

But everyone still enjoys it and risks their lives to come here. The dream of many scholars is to become famous all over the world.

Furthermore.

The courtesan in the brothel is as chaste as a virgin.

If you meet a man you like who is willing to marry you, you can redeem him and he will follow you, creating a beautiful story.

This is also the biggest selling point of regular brothels.

Some women who do not have strong qualifications to join a sect but have certain talents and learning can choose to enter a brothel.

They will obtain resources for cultivation, and after earning back the money for the building, they can sell themselves at a good price, look for their ideal husband, or redeem themselves and leave.

It is like an official women's sect that is good at dancing with the sleeves, the Women's Prison, which has built a huge network of relationships by marrying down, and the speed of accumulating connections is extremely terrifying.

Of course, there are also people like Zhang Huaping who are not qualified enough to enter and can only go out to hunt monsters themselves.

The Dream of the Red Chamber, inheriting the behavioral logic of his lifetime, naturally also has this system of marriage.

If someone enters the Red Mansion and is appreciated by an ancient courtesan, he will not only win the beauty but also get an extremely powerful helper.

Of course, this is not possible for a real couple.

There is a difference between humans and ghosts.

It is very harmful to your essence, unless you have the legendary special spiritual roots or yin spiritual roots.

But it is still feasible to bring Chun Ai back to live together, and use her as an ancestor to suppress the sect and protect the descendants of the clan, which will benefit future generations.

Some people even sighed:
"Thinking back to the past, when Master Jian Xin was ten years old, he entered the seventh floor of the Red Mansion as a mortal. All the courtesans were impressed by his talent and retreated away from him."

"All the major families and sects were eager to get him, hoping that he would cultivate his own spiritual roots and blossom. In the end, he was invited to go by the contemporary Xinyi King. A ten-year-old boy was treated as a sacrifice. How glorious is that?"

"If he had gone to the Red Mansion as an adult, I'm afraid he would have been surrounded by beauties."

The person who spoke had envy in his eyes.

Everyone who comes here is secretly dreaming of being Ning Caichen.

Even pure love has a large market among scholars.

Who wouldn’t want a peerless beauty who remained chaste until her death and then married him or her after death?

This is not proven.
If XXX had not been born, everyone of her era would be garbage.

It was because I was born that she fell in love with me.

The sense of satisfaction is enormous, which brings huge fame, and carries the touching feeling of love of "I was born before you were born".

"It has a far-reaching impact. Now, every year, stupid scholars with no cultivation do not go to the brothel where there is no danger. Instead, they follow that person's example and go directly to the Red Mansion to seek death. They think that they can walk out of the Red Mansion alive with their talent, be valued by various sects, and obtain a heavenly spiritual root."

"They are just a bunch of peasants. Do they want to soar to the sky? The books they read are all miscellaneous books. Where are the classics? They are inherently weaker than us. Most of the time, they can bloom three flowers just by luck."

"Humph, even we are only middle-grade spiritual roots."

"In this world, who knows how many years it takes for a Jian Xin to appear."

Jiao Chiwan walked in with a few close friends.

Soon, he met another wave of guests.

"Do you dare to compete?"

On this day, these two young masters from aristocratic families, both leaders of the younger generation, suddenly competed with each other.

Boldly go deep into the Red Mansion and recite poems with a fierce courtesan who lived eight hundred years ago.

They even started competing with each other in front of beauties.

Originally, the two men had equal fighting power, but because of that sword that was so beautiful that it didn't look like a weapon, the one was slightly better, and was able to enter the boudoir to listen to the music, and became known to the entire circle.

"Why is his weapon so beautiful?"

"What a powerful knife!"

"I also received praise from the courtesan, who praised the beauty of this weapon, which is not like something from this mortal world."

In the corridor filled with red light, a group of scholars were waving paper fans, their eyes full of envy.

Then, it was like a flame that was ignited, spread, and began to explode!
(End of this chapter)