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Zhou Chang half supported and half carried Tao Niang back to the room.

He put the person on the bed again, and comforted and coaxed him to sleep for a while.

She waited until Tao Niang's chest rose and fell smoothly, as if she had fallen asleep due to the alcohol, and then she dared to get up.

When I lowered my head, I noticed that Tao Niang was still wearing embroidered shoes.

Unfortunately, it is white, which does not meet the requirements of the plane customers.

Zhou Chang began to search the house again.

Tao Niang was in her early thirties, past the best age to work in this field. Plus, her appearance was not particularly outstanding, so she had never been very popular.

Therefore, the room where Tao Niang lived was ordinary and did not contain any valuable gold or silver decorations.

Zhou Chang first found a pale blue bellyband in the closet, then took two handkerchiefs from the middle drawer, then went to the dressing table and picked out a silver powder box.

Finally, he turned back and wanted to take the flower on Tao Niang's head as well, but he couldn't bear to do it.

No matter how these prostitutes appear on the surface, how many of them actually have an easy life in private?

You can never just fleece one person.

Thinking of this, Zhou Chang put the powder box back and only took a bellyband and two handkerchiefs.

Then he tightened the quilt covering Tao Niang and left the room quietly.

Back at the East Courtyard of Youzhongyou, based on the principle that "stolen goods" must not be kept overnight, Zhou Chang first transferred the bellyband and handkerchief over and completed the three orders.

"Ding, congratulations, the transaction is completed, and the commission is fourteen taels." said the voice of the viewpoint system.

"So little?" Zhou Chang had never asked about the price before.

After all, the goods were free and she didn't spend a penny.

A bellyband costs ten taels, and a handkerchief costs two taels.

Too little, and most importantly, too slow.

At this rate, when will I be able to leave this perverted man?

When I woke up the next day, it was already past noon.

Zhou Chang changed his clothes and went out. He first went to the front to ask the waiter to bring some food. He didn't know whether what he was eating now was breakfast or dinner.

Just as he put down his chopsticks, a little maid came over and bowed: "Master You, our Miss Handan wants to see you."

"Okay, I'll go up right away." Zhou Chang stood up happily. Even if Handan didn't come to find her, she would take the initiative to go there, because there were still large orders hanging in the system.

Zhou Chang immediately went up to the third floor and entered Handan's room.

Handan stood up to greet him and politely asked Zhou Chang to sit at the head of the Eight Immortals Table.

When the maid brought the tea, Handan smiled before she spoke: "I asked the second shopkeeper to come here today for no other reason, but I have been unable to sleep at night these past few days, so I would like to ask the second shopkeeper to make me some medicinal wine to help me sleep."

Zhou Chang's eyes fell on Handan's slender waist, and he spoke without delay: "Since you want to help you sleep, why not ask the doctor to prescribe some tranquilizers? Miss Handan should know what I have, and the sleep-inducing function is just a side effect."

When it comes to insomnia, everyone in Yaoyuefang suffers from it.

Originally these people could be said to be night shift workers, but now that the business has suddenly stopped, they have no work to do for a while and cannot adjust to the jet lag, so it is normal for them to not be able to sleep at night.

Handan's eyes moved, she smiled gently, and said in a different way: "Second Shopkeeper knows that the medicine is very bitter. I really can't get used to it. Master You's medicinal wine is better."

"In that case, girl, you might as well drink the wine directly. It may be better than drinking my medicinal wine." Zhou Chang meant completely well.

There are many strange things put in the oil. Who knows whether it is harmful to the body.

"In the past, I always went to sleep drunk, and the wine was always mixed with the medicinal oil carefully prepared by Master You. Now Yaoyuefang is closed to visitors. There are no more guests and no more wine, but Master You's pills are still available." Handan's face was as beautiful as a flower, but her voice was getting lower and lower.

Zhou Chang finally understood what the other party wanted.

Handan has become addicted to some "magic pills". Now even if there are no customers, she can't sit still and must need that kind of thing to kill her boredom.

Handan finally made her meaning clear, and smiled even more brightly: "Master You, I know the rules. I wouldn't dare to look for you on weekdays. It's not that the chief and second chief are not in the market..."

The rules of Yaoyuefang forbid You Zhongyou from selling these things privately to the girls in the workshop.

However, this is not a big deal. Zhou Chang has another purpose for coming here, which is to move his squinting eyes from the "middle section" of Handan's body to the top of her head.

Handan only did a simple wash and grooming today, without any makeup, and the ruby ​​and gold hairpin she wore that day was no longer on her head.

"Don't worry, Master You. I know the rules and won't take your things for nothing." Handan said and winked at the little maid.

The little maid immediately presented a silver note for two hundred taels.

Zhou Chang glanced at him but said nothing.

Handan thought it was too little: "If a customer came to buy these, of course they might not be enough for even one pill, but I really have limited resources. Moreover, the pills are hard to come by for others, but for you, Master You, it's easy to get them, so..."

"Then how about using the girl's gold hairpin inlaid with rubies to pay it off?" Since they both had their own needs, Zhou Chang didn't hesitate.

"Ah?" Handan was stunned.

"It's the one you wore on your head when you went out yesterday." Zhou Chang was thinking about more than just the golden step-shaking ornament. His eyes also glanced around, looking for the cloak and embroidered shoes.

Handan flatly refused: "I will never sell that hairpin no matter what."

The little hope Zhou Chang had initially had was instantly shattered. If she didn't sell it, she would only have one option left.

"That hairpin was made last year when I won the imperial courtesan title. Mr. Dong spent a huge amount of money to congratulate me and had it specially made. Not to mention how much it is worth, the friendship and loyalty it conveys is priceless." Handan said solemnly.

The bond between a client and a prostitute?

Zhou Chang did not look down on prostitutes. After all, they had to make a living and they did not steal or rob, so they could be considered to have earned a living through their own labor. But to say that they were so ignorant as to talk about feelings with their clients was just a plot in storybooks.

So she said bluntly: "Miss Handan, you don't really believe that those young men are sincere, do you?"

Handan's expression darkened, and she pursed her lips: "Even so, I will not exchange it for a few pills."

will not?

Zhou Chang used the oil to paint a pair of colorful eyes and rolled them up.

It’s also fortunate that this pervert’s pills are not as good as the white and blue powders in your previous life, otherwise you might lose everything.

But if Miss Handan was not addicted, she would never have specially asked You Wan to come over and buy pills.

Zhou Chang retreated to advance: "Indeed, those pills are not worth much, but I really want to buy your hairpin. One thing is one thing, if you are willing to give it up, just name a price."

Handan was not unaware of You Zhongyou, but was curious: "Why did the Second Shopkeeper insist on having my hairpin?" "We are not penniless, we are also sick.

There are only a few sick souls among us."