Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Lin Feng waved his hand and said, "I don't want the top courtesan, I find it too troublesome."

How about this, add another hundred taels of gold.

With six hundred taels of gold and Xueyao's indenture, I'll reluctantly part with this glass bead and give it to you.

This is my final bottom line.

The madam's eyes gleamed as she quickly calculated in her mind: six hundred taels of gold was still a huge sum, but she could accept it.

Moreover, with these glass beads, if used properly, they might actually bring even greater benefits.

"Six hundred taels is really too much for Young Master Lin. Add another fifty taels, making it five hundred and fifty taels of gold, plus Xueyao's indenture."

This is truly all I have left; any more, and I simply cannot afford to make this deal.

The madam spoke almost pleadingly, her eyes reddening, though it was unclear whether she was faking it or genuinely desperate.

Lin Feng was already very satisfied with this condition.

A glass bead costing only a few cents could be exchanged for the complete ownership of a stunningly beautiful courtesan, plus 550 taels of gold—it was an outrageous profit.

But his face still wore an expression of deep regret and remorse, and he let out a long sigh, as if he had made an extremely foolish decision:

"Oh well, whatever. Who told me to... who told me to fall for Xueyao?"

"Alright, consider it a good deed, I'll sell you this glass bead."

Upon hearing this, the madam was overjoyed. Her face instantly brightened, and she grinned from ear to ear, patting her ample breasts repeatedly as a promise.

"Oh my, my young master Lin, you are such a straightforward person."

Rest assured, from now on, you will be our most honored guest at Wangchun Pavilion.

"Xueyao being with you is the greatest blessing she could ever have. You definitely won't lose out; she's incredibly beautiful and talented, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

As she spoke, she eagerly reached out to grab the glass bead in Lin Feng's hand, her greed almost tangible.

Lin Feng pulled his wrist away, avoiding her hand, and looked at her with a half-smile: "What's the rush?"

In business, it's a cash-on-delivery transaction.

The madam suddenly realized what had happened, sheepishly withdrew her hand, lightly patted her forehead, and said with a forced smile, "Look at how confused I am. Yes, yes, Young Master Lin is right."

"Wait a moment, I'll go get the indentures for Jinzi and Xueyao. I'll be right back!"

After saying that, she could no longer hold back and, disregarding everything else, lifted her skirt and practically ran.

Their anxious expressions suggested they were afraid that if they delayed even a second, Lin Feng would change his mind, or that the glass bead would grow wings and fly away.

Lin Feng watched her hurried departure, then weighed the glass bead in his hand, which gleamed in the candlelight.

He couldn't help but smile.

Lin Feng was very satisfied with this impromptu deal.

Zhao Erniu, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but say, "Brother Lin, isn't it a bit of a loss to sell such precious glass beads to the madam like this?"

I think that Xueyao girl is just so-so, not as good-looking as the eldest brother.

Is it worth it for her?

Lin Feng patted Zhao Erniu's broad shoulder, "Erniu, you don't understand, this is love."

"What is love? Can you eat it?" Zhao Erniu looked completely bewildered.

Seeing Zhao Erniu's serious expression, Lin Feng couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Holy crap, hahaha... This is like casting pearls before swine."

Looking at Lin Feng, who was laughing nonstop, Zhao Erniu was at a loss for words.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the madam rushed over in a hurry.

He placed a box on the table, opened it, and inside was a stack of gold notes and a contract of servitude.

The madam handed Lin Feng a gold note and a contract of indenture.

"Young Master Lin, please take a look and see if it's correct."

Lin Feng carefully examined the so-called indenture; the three characters on the far right read "Contract for the Sale of a Woman."

"Fang Xingcai of this town owes Wangchun Pavilion twenty-five taels of silver. Unable to repay the debt, he voluntarily pawns his niece to Wangchun Pavilion as a prostitute."

The property must be redeemed for 200 taels of silver after four years. Failure to redeem it after the expiration date will result in further discussion.

I checked the gold notes again; they totaled 550 taels, no problem.

Lin Feng nodded, then reluctantly handed the glass bead to the madam.

You should cherish it.

The madam was overjoyed. "Young Master Lin, please rest assured, even if I lose it, this glass bead won't be lost."

After saying that, he turned to the maid beside him and said, "Take Young Master Lin to Xueyao's room."

Lin Feng said, "Arrange two beautiful courtesans for my brother Erniu."

"Don't worry, Young Master Lin."

After giving her instructions, the madam rushed off to her room, ignoring the guests on the first floor.

Meanwhile, Xueyao sat on the bed with tears in her eyes.

The thought of the future makes me want to secretly shed tears.

For men, Wangchun Pavilion is heaven, but for her, it's hell.

There's no escaping it.

To prevent them from escaping, the madam kept 20 strong servants and paid them 5,000 cash a month, enough to buy 300 bushels of rice, all to keep a close eye on them.

In brothels, thugs guarded the main gate during the day and patrolled the corridors at night.

Even the maids who served tea and water were the madam's spies, and even the old women who tended the fire in the kitchen could get a meal of meat by reporting escaped prostitutes.

A girl once tried to escape, but was caught three times in a row.

He was later chained to the outhouse and only saw the light when he emptied the chamber pot each night. Eventually, he went insane and threw himself into a well.

She's a weak woman; she can't possibly escape.

Just as she was feeling utterly hopeless, the door was pushed open.

Lin Feng pushed the door open and entered, without Xue Yao noticing at all.

Xueyao hadn't even reacted when Lin Feng walked up to her.

When Xueyao sensed a dark shadow, she turned around and was immediately startled.

Her eyes were filled with fear as she pleaded with Lin Feng, "Young Master Lin, please spare me."

Lin Feng said, "Did I waste six thousand taels of silver?"

Xueyao shook her head: "I...I'll work hard to earn money for you in the future."

"It's too late for you now."

"But...a forced relationship won't be sweet."

Lin Feng laughed: "I don't care if it's sweet or not, as long as it quenches my thirst."

"Why...why are you like this?"

"How about we bring over an old man who's lost all his teeth?"

Or perhaps a pot-bellied businessman?

You can run away on the first day of the month, but can you run away on the fifteenth?

Upon hearing this, Xueyao's will to resist was instantly shattered.

The jade-like hand that had been pushing her fell limply to the ground.

About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor outside the private room.

The door creaked open, and the madam's face flushed from walking so fast, with fine beads of sweat even appearing on her forehead, which she didn't bother to wipe away.

She was tightly clutching a sandalwood box about a foot square in her arms.

"I'm sorry to have kept Young Master Lin waiting."

The madam, panting, took a few steps to the table and carefully placed the wooden box down.

Open the copper clasp and lift the lid; inside, a stack of pale gold notes, printed with intricate patterns and official seals, is neatly arranged.

Next to the gold note was a slightly worn, folded contract.

The madam first presented the stack of gold notes with both hands and placed them in front of Lin Feng.

Then he picked up the contract and respectfully handed it over, his face full of expectation: