Chapter 7 I'm very stupid

  I was so shocked that I couldn't speak for half a day. How could the queen go crazy all of a sudden? This matter is definitely not simple. I must find a way to see the queen. But the palace is heavily guarded, what can I do? It seems that I cannot go to find the queen, and can only bring the queen over!

  At this time, I began to notice the building. It was located in a prime location and had a grand scale. Unfortunately, it was simply decorated and the food was ordinary without creativity. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small pouch. Fortunately, I had foreseen that I would need it this time.

  I walked straight to the counter: "Shopkeeper, I want to buy down your wine building!" I said, throwing the brocade bag onto the counter. The shopkeeper was calculating accounts and immediately raised his head when he heard me say so.

  Look at me, dressed so plainly, I don't seem like the son of a wealthy family. He glanced at the brocade pouch on the counter and sneered: "Do you know how much money I spent building this wine tower? With just the money in that one pouch, you think you can buy my wine tower?"

  I smiled slightly and said, "You open it and see." The boss glanced at the brocade bag, opened it, and found that there were several night pearls of different sizes. The smallest one was as big as a fingernail.

  "Boss, is this enough?"

  "Enough, enough, of course it's enough!" The boss put away the brocade pouch and grasped it tightly in his hand. "From now on, this wine tower is yours!" He said as he took out a small iron box from under the counter, which was locked.

  He skillfully pulled out a key from the corner, opened the iron box: "This is the house deed, this is the land deed, now they are all yours!" Then he hugged the night pearl and ran away happily.

  Anyway, this wine house is not doing well, and I was thinking about how to get rid of it. Someone came forward with a high price offer, why not take it?

  "Hmm, is that all?" I asked with some skepticism. Where did the pearl come from? It was too easy. I just casually rummaged through a small makeup box in my bedroom and found various hair accessories made of pearls. So I simply pried the pearls off...

  Alright, I admit this method is a bit cruel and wasteful, but there's no other way. For the sake of my career, my poor pearls, you'll just have to make a sacrifice.

  "Alright, ladies and gentlemen, from now on, I am the... uh..." I stepped out to take a look at the signboard again, then came back in and said: "The boss of Yaxianju! Please give me your full support!"

  Everyone looked at me for two seconds, then - expressionless, continued eating with their heads down.

  This sense of failure is endless! Am I really not like a boss? Does a boss have to be oily and big-eared? Can't I just be handsome? Hmph, ignore me if you want. Now I'm going to start my first reform plan. I casually pulled over a nearby servant and said: "Where is the most famous brothel in Beijing?"

  The little boy looked at me like an idiot for a long time without saying a word, and it wasn't until half a day later that he said, "You really don't know?"

  "Really!" Am I not allowed to be new here? How annoying!

  "The most famous brothel in the capital, anyone who comes here knows it!" The waiter said quietly.

  "...How is that possible..." My words had barely fallen when a super sultry voice reached my ears, neither near nor far, neither loud nor soft, making me... break out in goosebumps all over.

  "Ah, hurry up and rub! Who's so disgusting?!" — "Hey, Master Guan, it's been a while since you've come to our place. Our girls have missed you to death!" Could it be... I deliberately avoided looking at the waiter's extremely disdainful gaze. I turned my body towards the door.

  Across the street, there was also a building, an old madam was soliciting customers at the door. A group of prostitutes who were not considered beauties in ancient times and wore revealing clothes were also waving to passing customers at the door.

  That super sweet voice just came from the old lady's mouth. My god, she's so old but her voice is still young.

  Looking up again, a group of prostitutes who were slightly better-looking than those at the entrance were upstairs, waving colorful handkerchiefs at passersby downstairs, like butterflies dancing in the wind.

  "Alright, I admit it's not the point, the point is that sign in the middle of the building, which clearly reads 'Yi Hong Yuan'! Alright, I admit I'm a fool, and I didn't even notice it right at my doorstep. The little brother looked at me with disdain, which was quite justified. I forced out a couple of dry laughs and walked straight out of the wine shop, heading towards Yi Hong Yuan."