Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

After leaving Manager Zhao's shop, Chen Mo decided to put aside the matter of Zhao's youngest son for the time being.

Having just survived an assassination attempt and injured the owner, the entire establishment is undoubtedly on high alert.

Going over there now would be asking for trouble.

It's not too late to take action once the storm has passed and defenses have relaxed.

Not urgent.

First, scout out the location, choose a good shop, and get the business up and running.

He lifted his foot and walked towards the South City Commercial Center.

The south side of the city is much more lively than the west side.

The wide street was wide enough for four carriages to walk side by side, with shops packed tightly together on both sides, their signs one after another.

The Wu family sold weapons, the Zhou family sold elixirs, the Zheng family ran a money exchange, and there were all sorts of other shops, with shouts and calls rising and falling.

Chen Mo walked slowly along the street, his eyes scanning the storefronts on both sides.

He was looking for two places: a restaurant and a brothel.

After walking for about half an hour, he stopped at the crossroads.

Directly opposite is Zuifenglou, a three-story building with upturned eaves, where waiters are busily carrying wine jars at the entrance.

A dozen or so steps to the left, two brothels stood facing each other, their colorful silks hanging high above the walls of Zuiyuelou and Yanzhige.

A girl leaned against the doorframe, cracking sunflower seeds, her laughter sweet and charming.

Restaurants and brothels were both established, and they were put together in one place.

Chen Mo stood still, his mind racing through the flow of passengers.

After finishing their drinks at the restaurant, they could turn a corner and enter the brothel; those leaving the brothel could look up and see the restaurant's signboard.

Two streams of people collided at this street corner, both of them ready-made customers.

As he was looking around for any vacant shops, the sharp-eyed girl at the entrance of Zuiyue Tower spotted him immediately.

She tossed the melon seeds aside, straightened up, and smiled at him.

"Young master! Standing there in the sun must be tiring. Why don't you come in, have a cup of tea, and rest your feet?"

The girl swayed her hips as she ran over, and another girl at the door followed closely behind with light, quick steps.

The two men, one on each side, directly supported Chen Mo's arms.

"Oh my, young master, you have quite the build..."

The girl on his right reached out and pinched his arm, her eyes immediately lighting up.

"He must practice martial arts, right? Those muscles are really solid; he's way better looking than that pretty boy who plays music in our building!"

The girl on the left pulled his arm closer to her.

"Young master, you look unfamiliar. Is this your first time visiting the south of the city? Our Drunken Moon Pavilion has the finest wine and the most beautiful maidens! Would you be interested in going in and taking a look?"

Chen Mo was resistant to it.

He was really just scouting the place. He hadn't even found a shop yet, and he hadn't even inquired about the rent. He didn't have time to go to a brothel.

But my feet wouldn't obey me.

The two girls' soft bodies pressed against his arms, and the fragrance of their cosmetics filled his nostrils. He couldn't help but move his feet toward Zuiyue Tower.

Forget it.

There's no harm in going in and taking a look.

This is a good opportunity to get a feel for the customer base here.

Before opening a store, you need to know who your customers are, what their spending power is, and whether they need the products you want to sell.

Consider it market research.

In-depth investigation?

Forget it.

The interior of Zuiyue Tower has a courtyard layout with a stage in the middle and a red carpet covering the floor.

Although it was still morning, there were already girls playing the pipa and waving their water sleeves on the stage, while several tables of guests sat below, drinking and listening to the music.

The two girls helped him upstairs.

Many girls peeked out from behind the railings along the way to look at him, and the guests below also looked up and glanced in his direction, whispering all the way.

"Who is this? He's so handsome..."

"Never seen him before. Which family's young master are you?"

Chen Mo followed the two girls to the third floor and found a private room.

The private rooms on the third floor were partially open, with beaded curtains hanging down.

He had just sat down when two girls sat down on either side of him, one pouring wine and the other peeling fruit.

Two more girls came in, carrying fruit platters and teapots, saying they were a gift from the landlady, but their eyes were glued to his face.

Chen Mo picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and casually put his left hand on the girl's shoulder next to him, looking like he knew the place well.

"Is business good here?"

The girl on the left immediately chimed in.

"Absolutely! Every night, the third and fourth floors are packed; our house is the liveliest on the whole street!"

"Who are these people who came?"

"There are all kinds of people here."

The girl on the right held the peeled fruit to his mouth.

"Merchants, itinerant travelers, young masters from noble families... but most of them are martial artists. In our Great Yuan Dynasty, who doesn't have a few skills? With vigorous blood and plenty of energy, they love to flock here."

The girl on the left added a sentence.

"Disciples from Zhenwei Martial Arts School and Lingyun Martial Arts School often come here, and the young masters from the Zhou, Wu, and Zheng families also frequently book private rooms. There are also officials from the county government who come in plain clothes, and we can recognize them at a glance."

Chen Mo tapped his fingertips on the table.

"Are people from Zhenwei Martial Arts School here too?"

Come again!

The girl leaned forward and lowered her voice.

"Several others came last night, arriving late at night, and they all looked terrible. The ladies who greeted them said that something happened at their martial arts school; someone tried to kill their master's personal disciple, and even the master was injured."

Chen Mo remained calm and composed.

"What else did you say?"

"They said the master's injuries weren't serious, just some superficial wounds."

The girl covered her mouth and chuckled.

"But those guys didn't stay long. They drank a few cups of wine in silence and then left. It's funny, really. The guys from Zhenwei Martial Arts School aren't very good in bed. The one Lingling picked up last night finished in no time. He's not even as durable as a shopkeeper."

Another girl laughed along.

"The Lingyun Martial Arts School isn't much better! They all act all high and mighty in the martial arts school, but they're useless in bed."

Chen Mo's lips curled up slightly.

"Oh, I didn't know you had such skills. So, which girl here is the most capable?"

The girls exchanged glances and spoke in unison.

"Of course it's Sister Ru Hua!"

"flowery?"

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow. Was it the Ru Hua he was thinking of?

"Young master, don't be fooled by your gentle name..."

The girl on the left looked on with envy.

"Sister Ruhua is our top courtesan. She's practiced internal martial arts; she can hold her breath for the duration of an incense stick. No man can last even a cup of tea in her room."

She leaned close to Chen Mo's ear and spoke in a low voice.

"Let me tell you, the head of the Zhou family secretly came to see Sister Ruhua. He's a powerful expert in the Transformation Realm, but he came out after only counting to ten, his face as white as paper."

The girl on the right chimed in.

"Many masters in Lin'an City also tried to challenge her, but all of them failed. Later, some people even made a bet that whoever could last for half a cup of tea in Sister Ruhua's room would be considered a real man."

"But so far, no one has beaten Sister Ruhua."

Chen Mo, holding his wine glass, almost burst out laughing.

So, the experts in the city aren't good at martial arts, none of them have broken through to the level of grandmaster, and their skills in bed are even worse.

When Viagra is put out, won't people go crazy for it?

He could picture people lining up with their martial arts manuals to buy Viagra.

Just as he was pondering this, two more girls approached him.

One of them sat directly on the armrest and blew air into his ear.

"Young master, we've been chatting for so long, wouldn't you like to go down and rest? I've reserved a nice room for you."

Another person chimed in.

"My sister and I have also trained, and we're in great shape!"

Chen Mo smiled and waved his hand.

"No, no, no, I have three tigresses at home. They were drained before I even left the house. I really can't do it today."

The girls laughed so hard they were shaking.

"Three! Young master, can you handle that?"

"You have to put up with it even if you can't stand it."

Chen Mo put down his wine glass and stood up.

"Let's just forget about it today, we'll talk about it another day."

He left decisively, and the girls didn't try to stop him; they smiled and saw him off downstairs.

Two girls leaned on the railing and shouted at him.

"Young master, you must come another day!"

As Chen Mo walked out of Zuiyue Tower, the laughter of the girls still lingered behind him.

The location is perfect, all it's missing is a shop.

Chen Mo's gaze swept over the shops on the street.

The best location is the general store directly opposite Zuiyue Tower; it's not big, but the location is perfect.

The boss was a fat shopkeeper who was dozing off behind the counter.

Chen Mo walked over and knocked on the counter.