Hearing that he was here to deliver money, Hu San immediately changed his attitude and led Yan Wei straight to the second floor, pushed open a room and said, "Li Niang, Mr. Yan is here, I want to see you if you have something to do!"

A female voice in the room responded: "Come in!"

Yan Wei walked into the room, and a woman was sitting in front of the desk with a curling blue smoke. The fragrance was so strong that it made people feel a little depressed.

This pimp mother was not the plump half-old Xu girl who was imagined by Yan Wei, but a dignified and quiet beauty. She looked only thirty years old. She looked up and smiled, making people feel that half of her body was numb.

Li Niang pointed to the cucumber beside her and said, "Please sit down with Mr. Yan!" Although she spoke in Mandarin, she had a little Sichuan voice, "Do you drink tea? I have just cooked tea here."

The tea at this time was not brewed, but was crushed with tea cakes and cooked with various ingredients such as onion, ginger, garlic, salt and mint. The production was complex and varied in taste. It was not yet fully popular in the upper class. Only Shu people are good at drinking tea. People with better families usually treat guests with wine.

"I'm sorry for Li Niang!" Yan Wei bowed and sat down on the cushion.

A hint of surprise flashed in Li Niang's eyes. If this young master Yan had always been shameless, he would have come to her side to touch her. It would be strange today's rules.

Li Niang put down the tea bowl and said in a harmonious voice: "I was busy with guests that day. Later, I heard that Mr. Yan was injured when he was fighting with someone. I was very sad and was about to visit him. Unexpectedly, Mr. Yan came first, so I allowed me to apologize to the master with tea instead of wine!"

Li Niang said as she picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. Although she was just a woman in the entertainment industry, she was not given her a bit of face to support her by the big tree, but she didn't expect Yan Wei to appreciate it.

"I was beaten until I fainted by the people from Fenglailou. Li Niang beat me with just one bowl of tea. I really have no sincerity."

Li Niang smiled and said, "It's better for me to spare the gangsters that my son owes me, just take it as paying the son's medicine money." Li Niang knew that Yan Wei had no money and even sold the land, otherwise she wouldn't have gone to Fenglailou for free, and she didn't expect him to pay it back at all.

"Li Niang underestimates people. If the girls serve me with all their hearts, wouldn't it be ridiculous if I owe them the head of the head to spread? On the contrary, I came to visit today to pay the head to the head to the head."

A look of surprise flashed across Li Niang's pretty face, wondering that this frivolous scoundrel was actually a little masculine today, "Since the young master wants to return it, I have no reason not to accept it, so as not to ruin the young master's reputation."

Yan Wei winked at Zhang Buer, and Zhang Buer immediately placed the cloth bag behind him on the table in front of Li Niang.

The bag was light and not like money. Li Niang opened it casually and saw that there were scrolls of paper inside, "What does Mr. Yan mean?"

"I'm not hiding it from Li Niang, I have lost all my family's wealth, and that's all the valuables in my family. Please help me sell it and repay the debts I have. If there is a surplus, I'll give it to me."

Li Niang shook the fan in her hand and smiled, "I'm not a calligraphy and painting shop here."

Yan Wei smiled and pointed at her with his fingers, "Li Niang treats me insincerely. Didn't these erotic pictures be drawn by Feng Lailou and asked the girl to recommend them to Enke?"

This is actually another business in Fenglailou, similar to the sales model of selling mobile phones and software in later generations. The generous Enke smiled at the beauty and bought the erotic palace map. He went home to understand and then came to meet the girl. The two transactions complement each other.

Yan Wei was actually not sure. After Li Niang was slightly surprised, she admitted generously, and covered her mouth and giggled: "Young Master Yan still has such eyesight. In fact, this is not a shameful deal. In the final analysis, it is still a favor for customers.

Since the young master found my family, I took it and asked the girl to sell it. Half of the money I earned was taken to the girls, and the rest of the slaves were sent to the young master if they didn't take the money."

It’s Li Niang who is both a bitch and a archway. She originally thought Yan Wei would swear and scold him, but Yan Wei waved his hand and said, “How can that happen? If I take the advantage of it, how can I continue to do it for a long time.”

Li Niang frowned and asked, "Long-term business?"

Yan Wei took out another roll of paper from his sleeve and handed it over, "Please see this!"

Li Niang took it and opened it slowly, looked it carefully, and then looked at Yan Wei with confusion.

Yan Wei asked: "Can this volume of "Phoenix Dance in Nine Heavens" be able to see Li Niang's eyes?"

When Emperor Taizong was reigned, in order to suppress the gentry, he gave many favors to poor children. He even allowed them to bring prostitutes to attend palace banquets. The brothel Chuguan took the opportunity to cultivate a large number of literary and artistic young women. As one of the top brothels in Luoyang City, the brothel not only cared about flesh and blood, but also had knowledge of poetry, calligraphy and painting, and was considered half an expert.

Li Niang pointed to the painting and said, "The rough brushwork is a poor work, but the painting style is novel, the characters are handsome, the posture is seductive, and there is a bit of artistic conception. But... it is probably not the last work of Mr. Yan." As she said that, she pointed at the seal on the stroke with her fingers.

"Who is really concerned about whether the grandfather's work is made? Although this seal is a private seal, it is rewarded by Emperor Gaozong, no one dares to imitate and carve it as a fake!"

"It seems that this painting was written by the young master. It is worthy of being a family source of knowledge and never saw the young master appear before."

"I dare not claim to be the origin of my family education to avoid insulting my grandfather's reputation."

Li Niang rolled her eyes and said, "Does Mr. Yan want to sell this painting to Fenglailou?"

Yan Weiyi bowed and smiled, "That's right! Li Niang thought this painting was worth?"

Li Niang replied with a embarrassed look: "I have never seen this style of painting before. I am not sure if it can be worth it. Why not, why should I get a hundred stakes from my slave first? How about getting more for more? "

Seeing that Yan Wei was not right, Li Niang said again: "Please take two hundred guan first. The young master didn't know that Fenglailou asked someone to make a painting, but only one or two guan. Most of the advance payment of two hundred guan is based on the seal."

"I understand Li Niang's difficulties, so I will place it in Fenglailou for consignment. I will give me a 200-ton stake first!"

Yan Wei was not afraid that Li Niang would lie to him. As long as she sold it, she would be spread in the playboy circle and could not hide it.

Li Niang got up and went to the inner room to take out a golden cake. Yan Wei reached out and took it and weighed it. The engravings behind the golden cake showed that it was offered on Lingnan Road, and the name of the craftsman of the official is not fake.

Yan Wei quickly stood up and thanked, "There is Lao Li Niang, and the guests are coming soon, so I won't bother you!"

"Young Master hasn't come for several days. Miss Fangfang is so worried that she doesn't want to eat, so she won't go up to meet her?"

Yan Wei stood up and said goodbye, "It's a bit inconvenient today, I'll come back next day."

Li Niang stood up and said, "Young Master, I have something to say."

"Li Niang, but it's okay, Xiaoke listens with ease!"

Li Niang said seriously: "It is wise for young masters to do business with Fenglailou. Only in Fenglailou, the paintings of young masters can be sold at high prices. However, when doing business, you should follow the rules of doing business. Except for Fenglailou, remember not to sell them to others, even relatives and friends, and old friends should not."

Yan Wei knew that Li Niang was right, and he also needed Feng Lailou to make a name for him. He immediately patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, Li Niang, Xiaoke wants to continue this business for a long time and will be abiding by the rules!"

When Yan Wei left, Li Niang opened the painting in her hand and looked at it again and again, and smiled playfully, "It's interesting."

Li Niang rolled up the painting, walked out of the room and walked to the guest room in the middle of the second floor and opened it into the door.

The room was very spacious. A man in a white silk robe stood in the middle of the room holding a jade flute. He saw his long hair draped over his shoulders, his face was like a crown of jade, wearing an exquisite white silk robe, and stepping on the soft cashmere carpet with barefoot feet. His body swayed slightly with the tune and his expression was free and free, which was quite unique.

A circle of women playing the piano and playing the zither is around, either beautiful, charming or dignified. It can be said that the swallows are thin and fat, each with their own advantages. The piano skills of the women are also wonderful. The sound of the piano and the sound of the flute come one after another, sometimes stirring, sometimes ethereal, and sometimes misty, as gentle as the sound of immortals and Sanskrit, which makes people addicted to it.

Just looking at the appearance of these people is pleasing to the eye, not to mention the beautiful music, Li Niang doesn't bother to stand by the door and listen quietly.

After playing the song, Li Niang smiled and said, "The ensemble of Wulang's piano and flute is really wonderful!"

When the women saw Li Niang coming in, they stood up to say goodbye, but their beautiful eyes were still reluctant to leave.

The man put down the jade flute, and when he arrived at the front of the desk, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. He said indifferently: "Li Niang has something to come to me?"

"It's nothing important. Goro has come to my home here recently, and he is not afraid of delaying the serious errands in the palace."

"Isn't it a serious matter for me to compile repertoire for the saints?"

Li Niang covered her mouth and smiled, "I see Goro as she tries to overcome the truth, and the saints like you to have a better skill in bed."
Chapter completed!