After being reborn, her aloof ex-husband and her crazy deceased husband got into a fight.

The entrance to Yingchun Tower was decorated in a standard brothel style, with pimps standing on both sides and several young girls in the middle, greeting and seeing off guests with sweet voices and laughter.

Seeing that Gan Cai'er and her companions were about to enter the building, the pimps and girls at Yingchun Tower were not surprised at all, and simply smiled and invited them in.

Once inside Yingchun Tower, Zhu Xiaoxiao realized that this place was different from the legendary brothels.

Although she had never been to a brothel, she had read descriptions of erotic scenes in storybooks. Whether the descriptions were brief and understated or detailed and vivid, none of them could compare to the scene before her.

Inside Yingchun Tower, apart from the orchestra playing music and two dancers dancing in the main hall, the rest of the place was filled with rows of stalls displaying all sorts of wooden boxes, like a market.

The hall was bustling with people, much like a marketplace. However, very few people were actually sitting in the middle of the hall, listening to music and flirting with the girls inside.

"So, this place is actually a market?" Zhu Xiaoxiao exclaimed in surprise.

"Ah Cai, what do they sell here?"

“We sell everything,” Gan Cai’er said with a smile.

She pointed to the different colored stalls on the left and right sides of the hall: "Look, the black one is 'Everything You Ask For,' and the red one is 'We Sell Everything.'"

"'Always ready to grant your request' and 'Sells everything'? What strange names. Let's go take a look."

Zhu Xiaoxiao was completely intrigued. Her eyes lit up, and she dragged Gan Cai'er toward the stall.

Xiao Hong and Huan'er were also very curious, their eyes wide open as they looked around.

Gan Cai'er smiled. Back then, when she stepped into Yingchun Tower, she was stunned by the scene. Even Lan Tingzhou, who was usually expressionless, stood there dumbfounded for a long time.

At the "everything for sale" stall, you can find all sorts of things: selling oneself, performing arts, selling ancestral treasures, and many other kinds of information.

If you have physical items, display them. If you don't have physical items, display a wooden box with a note inside listing the items that can be sold.

The "every request is welcome" stalls were almost entirely filled with wooden boxes, each containing a list of requests. Some wanted to buy bear paws and tiger skins, others wanted escorts, some wanted to hire people to go out to sea, and still others wanted custom-made sleds... a truly diverse and comprehensive selection.

“Hiring two day laborers around the winter solstice is understandable, but why would they guarantee to have a son? Is that even possible?” Zhu Xiaoxiao picked up a piece of paper and clicked her tongue in amazement.

"As long as you can afford it, you can write whatever you want, even the stars and the moon," Gan Cai'er said with a smile.

"Actually, besides being a brothel, Yingchunlou is also a brothel."

"Oh, what do you mean? Tell me quickly."

"It is said that Yingchunlou was originally just an ordinary brothel, dealing in the business of love and sex. Later, because most of the customers in the brothel were sailors or merchants traveling to and from various places, they were always asking each other for information. Over time, their casual conversations turned into commissions."

"The owner of Yingchunlou was a clever woman. Seeing this, she set up two walls in the building. One wall listed how much money was available for information that people wanted to inquire about, and the other wall listed how much money was available for information that people could provide. Yingchunlou would then take a cut after the deal was done, acting as an intermediary."

"The buying and selling were voluntary and free. Gradually, Yingchunlou became famous. More and more people wanted to be listed on the wall and made various requests, which became more and more diverse and bizarre. Some people even came just for fun. Later, the wall was not big enough, so it became the stalls we see today."

Gan Cai'er briefly explained the origins of the current state of Yingchunlou.

"It's really quite interesting. Why don't we write a few ourselves?" Zhu Xiaoxiao said enthusiastically.

“Miss Zhu, these wooden boxes are not free. They cost twenty taels of silver each, and only one slip of paper can be placed inside. If no one inquires about them within three months, they will automatically become invalid.”

"Twenty taels of silver? That's so expensive!" Zhu Xiaoxiao clicked her tongue in amazement.

"Heh, otherwise, where do you think this building's splendor came from?"

"It is said that the wooden boxes on the third floor are even more expensive, costing ten taels of gold each."

"Really? Let's go upstairs and take a look." Zhu Xiaoxiao pulled Gan Cai'er and started to go upstairs.

Gan Cai'er grabbed her.

"To go up to the second floor, each person needs to pay fifty taels of silver; to go up to the third floor, each person needs to pay ten taels of gold."

"Xiao Xiao, are you sure your curiosity is worth that much money?" Gan Cai'er smiled warmly.

"Tsk, tsk, Yingchunlou really knows how to do business." Zhu Xiaoxiao stopped and then turned around. "I think I'll just browse around on the first floor."

Zhu Xiaoxiao lingered at each stall, taking out the slips of paper from each wooden box to read them. As she looked, she idly gossiped.

"Ah Cai, what kind of person do you think the owner of Yingchunlou is, that he could have such ingenious ideas?"

"I heard it's a woman, but very few people have seen her," Gan Cai'er remarked.

As the two strolled along, they arrived at the staircase. Zhu Xiaoxiao gazed at the red carpet-covered steps and couldn't help but sigh.

"Sigh, I wonder which rich people can afford to go up to the third floor."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a group of men in black walk past her and step onto the red carpet leading to the ten taels of gold. She recognized the man at the head of the group; it was none other than Gan Cai'er's second husband: Meng Yu.

“He’s not only good-looking, but also quite rich.” Zhu Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked at Gan Cai’er.

But Gan Cai'er was looking at the group of people with a shocked expression.

Why is Meng Yu here?!

In his previous life, he had never been to this place before; he had no idea about Yingchun Tower.

Meng Yu only learned about Yingchun Tower later, during a casual conversation with Gan Cai'er, who told him about it as a fascinating anecdote. That's how he learned about this little-known but unique place.

Although Yanbo Ferry Crossing sees frequent boat traffic, it is still a small dock. Apart from those who regularly travel on the Miluo River, few people know about Yanbo Ferry Crossing, and even fewer know about Yingchun Tower.

Therefore, even though Yingchunlou is very unique, it only has a reputation among the people who travel by boat out of curiosity.

What did Meng Yu rush over here for?

"Do you think he went up there to buy something or to sell something?" Zhu Xiaoxiao wondered curiously.

Gan Cai'er pouted.

What kind of business does a young master of the Duke of Wei's mansion need to buy and sell in this remote corner?

If she wasn't mistaken, the group following him was the Xuanying Guard, the most powerful secret guards and assassins in the entire Dayong Dynasty. What couldn't the Xuanying Guard handle? Why come to this small place?

Gan Cai'er would absolutely not believe it if Meng Yu came to Yingchun Tower to buy or sell anything, but she might believe it to some extent if he said he was just bored and wanted to sabotage or disrupt someone's plans.

Just then, a gust of wind swept through the hall, plunging the brightly lit hall into complete darkness.

Screams, curses, and shouts erupted from all sides.

The entire hall was in complete chaos.

They really came here to sabotage us.