Lu Qin giggled. "You're not a celebrity anymore. You haven't appeared for more than half a year. Who would talk about you? Now, the focus of the people in Southern City is Shanji and Banana Skin. Outside the city, they're still talking about them in the teahouses by the roadside."
"Wow, so famous!" Ye Kong asked sourly. "Aren't Shanji and the others handsome?"
"Yeah!" The two girls giggled together. Then, they laughed again. "But Ye Family's Eighth Young Master is even more handsome!"
"That's more like it." Ye Kong was very satisfied. Just as he was about to ask Little Red to speed up, he suddenly heard the sound of swallowing saliva.
"Oh no! I forgot there was such a person! "Ye Kong shouted in his heart. He quickly pulled up his pants and scolded Patriarch Acheron," Hey, damn old man! Have you seen enough? "
"Tsk, what's there to see? Do you think I'm Uncle Rabbit? I'm not Little Red. Hmph, who's looking at you? You're so small! "Patriarch Acheron scolded disdainfully.
"Little Boss is much bigger than you!" Ye Kong's action made Little Red feel strange. It was too sudden. Even Lu Qin noticed it.
"Big Brother Ye Kong, what are you doing? Sister Little Red, why are you still kneeling? "Lu Qin blinked her eyes.
"No, no, it's nothing. I just pinched him." Little Red quickly stood up with a red face.
"Then why is your face so red?"
"I pinched him, and he kicked me. We were just playing." Little Red wiped her face with the back of her hand and explained incoherently.
"You're blushing when he kicks you?" Lu Qin couldn't figure it out. She was still very naive. How could she know that Ye Kong didn't kick with a normal leg, but with his third leg?
Little Red took care of Lu Qin. Ye Kong was busy dealing with a certain Patriarch rogue.
"Hey, Elder Ancestor, please don't look around without saying anything next time. Respecting other people's privacy is the basic requirement of a human being. Do you know that being peeped at for a long time will make me develop an exhibitionist mentality …"
"It's not that serious. You've always been an exhibitionist …" Patriarch Acheron realized his mistake and was no longer so confident. Instead, he muttered, "What's the big deal about taking a look? Alright, I was wrong."
"That's more like it. Remember to remind me in the future."
"I'm also thinking of women. Do you know that I haven't touched a woman for 100,000 years? How long is 100,000 years? Do you know, kid?"
Ye Kong said angrily, "How can you say that? Half a year ago, Second Madam, didn't you touch her to your heart's content? One hundred thousand years? "
"I'm used to saying it." Acheron blushed and changed the topic. "What show were you guys talking about just now? I also want to see it. It's best if it's a show without clothes. A man and a woman without clothes, doing that thing. Haha, then make it into a show for everyone to see. "
Ye Kong fainted. "Elder Ancestor, you … are also a talented person. You can even think of AV."
At lunch, Ye Kong told Chen Jiuniang to let her go to see the show together. However, Chen Jiuniang didn't want to go out because of her face. She refused to go no matter what. Even if he asked her to wear a black veil, she still wouldn't go.
Ye Kong knew that Chen Jiuniang's problem was not just a scar problem. It already had a psychological problem. She stayed at home for a long time and didn't see strangers. It made her afraid to go out and meet strangers.
"Then forget it. Mother, you can rest at home." Ye Kong's desire to find medicine for Chen Jiuniang became stronger. To solve these problems of Chen Jiuniang, the only way was to cure her face. Without the scar, she could naturally walk out of the Ye Mansion. Without the psychological barrier, she would dare to interact with strangers.
In the afternoon, at the entrance of the Hidden Spring House.
The weather was cold, but it couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the audience. There was a long queue in front of the ticket window. 50 copper coins for a show. Although it wasn't cheap, most of the citizens of Southern City could still afford it.
There were two types of tickets. The 50 copper coins were ordinary tickets. Everyone sat in the back with a big chair and a cup of tea beside the chair. The other ticket was slightly more expensive. It was the front row. It was a small round table with four seats at each table. Each seat cost two taels of silver, and some simple drinks and snacks were provided.
The front row was closer and had a clear view. Moreover, it was spacious. Therefore, those with a bit of money fought to buy the front row seats. As for those who brought their friends and family, they even booked a few tables.
As a result, it was inevitable that seats were scarce. At the ticket window, an old man was vexed. He had heard that this show was popular recently and wanted to see what was going on. He came without lunch, but when it was his turn, there were no seats in the front row.
He wasn't greedy for comfort. The key was that his hearing wasn't good. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hear clearly from afar.
"Old man, the back row is also not bad. 50 copper coins." The ticket seller said.
Well, since he was here, he couldn't go back empty-handed. Just when the old man was about to take out money, a young man beside him pulled the old man's arm. "Hey, you look like someone with status. How can you sit with those bumpkins?"
The old man said unhappily, "Agriculture is the foundation of a country. It's the prerequisite for stability. How can you look down on farmers? If they didn't grow crops and make rice, you wouldn't even have enough to eat. How can you stand here? Don't say that you are rich. In the Great Desolate Era, can you eat silver as food? "
The few people behind him were really from the nearby villages. When they heard the old man speak for them, they immediately glared at the young man.
The young man was actually a ticket scalper. He didn't expect that his casual words would be taken seriously. He knew that this was an old pedant that couldn't be joked about.
He smiled bitterly, took out two tickets for the front row, and said, "Old man, please don't be angry. I'm just selling tickets. I bought them this morning. I had something to do in the afternoon, so I didn't have time to watch. I'll transfer them to you. Three taels of silver for each seat."
The old man didn't often watch shows, so he didn't know that there was a scalper business. Although the other party added one tael of silver, he didn't mind. He took out the silver and bought a ticket.
"Only one ticket?" The scalper was a little depressed. It seemed that he had to continue peddling tickets. The scalper business could be said to be profiteering. He could sell a few tickets a day and earn a few taels of silver, which was equivalent to several months of labor for many people.
This ticket sold very well. Not long after, another bailiff rushed over and bought the remaining ticket. He wanted more, but there were no more.
"Boss Feng, I didn't think that after half a year, it would still be so popular."
Not far away, in front of a small door leading to the second floor of the Hidden Spring House, the Lu brothers in fur jackets and Feng Siniang in a white fox fur robe were chatting casually while waiting.
"Yes, the income of the theater now, just my portion alone is more than the income of those girls." Feng Siniang looked at the audience in the queue and was also very happy.
At first, she wasn't very willing to put the Dragon and Tiger Brotherhood in the Hidden Spring House. If it wasn't for the Eighth Young Master, she wouldn't have agreed to let those people from all walks of life squeeze into the Hidden Spring House. After all, this was a high-class place.
But who would have thought that this thing would become an instant hit, and business was booming. Just the ticket income alone was a very large figure, and with the addition of the wine and snacks from the audience, she and the Dragon and Tiger Brotherhood earned a lot of money.
The girls of the Hidden Spring House were also very happy. The flow of the audience increased, and so did their business. Especially since they needed a lot of female extras in the play, they only needed to walk one round on the stage and they would be considered small stars. Their value would multiply, and the rich audience would also be willing to spend a few more to have a taste.
Everyone was happy with the money they made. Everyone knew that this was the Eighth Young Master's idea. After making money, they also remembered the Eighth Young Master's kindness. Therefore, when they heard that the Eighth Young Master was coming, the Dragon and Tiger Brotherhood all lined up outside the house to welcome him.
"If it wasn't for the Eighth Young Master, we wouldn't be where we are today!" Lu Jun suddenly said with emotion. He also felt that he was very lucky. If it wasn't for his firm belief in going out in the rain to deliver the news, how could he have such a good life now?
"That's right, the Eighth Young Master is truly a dragon amongst men. With just a small idea, he was able to make our Dragon and Tiger Brotherhood rich and powerful. In this life, he is the only person I respect." Lu Yi said with admiration towards Ye Kong.
The Eighth Young Master's idea was to have a magnificent army of ten thousand men and horses. God, there were so many ruffians and gangs in the Cang Nan Continent, but who would think of putting on a play to promote themselves? The Eighth Young Master said that this was an image project, a gang's culture.
"I don't know why the Eighth Young Master has so many ideas, hehe." Feng Siniang covered her mouth and laughed. The mature woman's charm caused people's hearts to flutter.
At this time, another gust of wind blew, causing Feng Siniang's white fox cloak to flutter. She tightened her white fur cloak. Because the cloak was very tight and thin, it was not able to resist the cold. Why did she wear such tight clothes to accentuate her full breasts? Wasn't it because of the Eighth Young Master?
Feng Siniang didn't want to admit this. The Eighth Young Master was only fifteen years old and she was twice his age. If she married early, it would be normal for her to have a child this old.
But why was it that this little boy was able to cause her heart to become as still as water, layer upon layer of ripples?
But when she looked at the Lu Brothers who were waiting at the side, she felt relieved. These two brothers were only a few years younger than her, but they respected the Eighth Young Master to the bone, even more so than her. They were dead set on him, as if Ye Kong was a god.
So many older men admired him so much. As a woman, admiring him a little shouldn't be a problem, right? Feng Siniang suddenly thought of that day when she knelt in front of him under the moonlight. His mighty general was right in front of her, so close, so majestic. She could feel the surging heat emitted by him. Her slender fingers lightly touched it, and she could feel it pulsating, causing her heart to speed up …
"The Eighth Young Master is here." Suddenly, someone shouted, interrupting Feng Siniang's thoughts. She raised her head and saw three small palanquins coming.
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