Chapter 17 Nuanxiang Tower

Shidinglou.

Zhong Lin found the owner of Shidinglou and borrowed some tables, chairs, benches and the open space at the door for one day for ten big coins.

Shidinglou is one of the four top restaurants in Heishan County. It specializes in elegant vegetarian food and is best at various medicinal foods for warming and detoxification.

It is precisely because of the vegetarian and medicinal foods that this restaurant is most popular with women, and the singers from various brothels often order meals here.

The singers will not show up easily, but they always have their own servants running around.

Zhong Lin is not famous. If he wants to open up the situation as soon as possible, he must let customers see his work as soon as possible. The best way is naturally to block the door of Nuanxianglou.

However, Zhong Lin always felt that Xu Shusheng had bad intentions. At the beginning, he did not react and thought that the scholar had pointed out a clear way for him, but then he thought something was wrong.

If you are too attentive to others, you are either a traitor or a thief. Moreover, Zhong Lin wants to be his colleague and steal his business. It is good enough that he does not lead you into a ditch. How can he give you clear directions?

You must be on guard against others, so Zhong Lin plans to keep a hand. He did not set up a stall directly in front of Nuanxiang Tower, but came to Shiding Tower. Although he could only contact the servants of these singing girls, he also had opportunities.

He arranged the tables and chairs, hung up the two paintings of the stars in the previous life that were framed yesterday, and then sat behind the table confidently waiting.

With the full-level three-dimensional painting technology, the characters in the painting are colored and rendered, which can be called a handmade version of a camera.

It was noon, when the restaurant had the most customers, and even the singing girls in the brothel began to get up and eat.

These people saw Zhong Lin at the door and the hanging painting at a glance.

The lively three-dimensional painting method, like the similarity of a photo, attracted people in an instant. Not long after, a group of people gathered around Zhong Lin. Some of the clever ones had already taken the lunch boxes and ran back quickly.

Zhong Lin saw it and was very happy. He thought that he would open the shop soon. How much would be the best price at that time?

"It seems that I misunderstood Mr. Xu. I will find time to invite him to dinner." Zhong Lin thought to himself.

While thinking, a beautiful maid came and knocked on the table.

"Did you draw this?"

The maid had a double bun tied with a blue ribbon. The hair was soft and smooth, and it was draped over her shoulders. She looked at Zhong Lin with a pair of smart eyes. Her round face was set off by delicate features, which looked very cute.

The maids were so beautiful, and the ladies who served them were not much worse. Not only could they make money, but they could also enjoy watching beautiful singers.

"Yes, I drew it."

Zhong Lin answered, not caring about the disbelief on the maid's face.

There was no way, Zhong Lin at this time did not have the temperament of a painter.

He was thin, dark-skinned, and full of the aura of a wild and unruly young man, which was completely different from the temperament of a weak scholar.

It was really hard to believe that such a person could draw such a painting.

Zhong Lin laughed and said, "I will know if it is true after a try. Can this thing be faked?"

The maid took another look at the lifelike portrait, nodded and said, "Come with me!"

Business is coming.

Zhong Lin was overjoyed, and hurriedly rolled up the scroll, put away the pen and ink and followed up. As for the tables, chairs and benches, there was no need to worry at all. The waiter of Shidinglou was watching them! He had been staring at him before, fearing that Zhong Lin would secretly move them away.

Zhong Lin left with the painting, and the onlookers also dispersed.

Nuanxianglou was built beside the moat, which was connected to the Baisha River outside the city. The environment was extremely beautiful.

Zhong Lin followed the maid and walked into Nuanxianglou. He was quite curious about this brothel. It was an ancient club.

There was a hall at the entrance. In the center of the hall was a stage about one meter high. It was obviously used by the dancers to perform. There were some tables and chairs around the stage. The closer to the stage, the looser the tables and chairs were placed. The outer area was tighter.

Upstairs were private rooms. There were no doors in the private rooms, but they were blocked by screens. You could overlook the entire stage by looking down.

There was no noise as imagined. Only a few servants were mopping the floor. After all, it was only noon, and the busiest time for the brothel was at night.

"Don't walk around. Follow me."

The maid turned her head and told Zhong Lin, then continued to twist her waist around the stage, walked out of the hall, and walked towards the small courtyard behind.

"Xiaoxue, who is this?"

A middle-aged man appeared from the corner while walking. He frowned at Zhong Lin and asked.

"Meet Manager Zhang." The maid Xiaoxue bowed and said, "This is the painter I found for the young lady."

"Painter? Him?"

Manager Zhang looked Zhong Lin up and down, with a strange look on his face.

No mistakes, one sentence, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

This country boy is a painter? What a joke? Do you think I'm blind?

"Manager Zhang, he is indeed a painter. I met him in Shiding Building. His paintings are lifelike, just like real people walking out of the paintings. The young lady usually likes self-portraits the most, so..."

"Okay." The manager waved his hand impatiently and said, "Don't you know that the girls in our Nuanxiang Building are painted by people from Miaohuafang? Get him out."

"But..."

The maid Xiaoxue hesitated to speak. She had seen Zhong Lin's paintings and knew that her mistress would definitely like them. It would be a pity to drive Zhong Lin away.

"How dare you, a little maid, talk back to me? Don't think that I can't deal with you because of Fuxiang. Don't forget that you should be combed in two months."

The face of Zhang Guanshi showed a sinister look, like a hungry wolf staring at a little white rabbit.

The maid Xiaoxue's face turned pale, and she lowered her head and whispered: "Yes."

Zhong Lin, who didn't speak, had a black face. He had the urge to beat Zhang Guanshi to death. A hard-earned business was messed up like this? Who the hell is this?

Before he could speak, Zhang Guanshi snorted coldly and turned his head and left directly, without giving Zhong Lin a chance to speak. The maid Xiaoxue also pulled Zhong Lin outside.

"Are you afraid of him?" Zhong Lin asked.

At this time, the maid Xiaoxue was like a frightened little rabbit, where was the cuteness just now?

He whispered, "Manager Zhang is one of the managers of Nuanxianglou, and he is responsible for managing us maids and servants."

"What is Miaohuafang?"

"It is a group that specializes in painting. The portraits of the ladies in Nuanxianglou are all painted by them, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere at all."

Zhong Lin understood clearly in his heart. It can be understood as the outsourcing of the school cafeteria in the previous life. Except for their company, no one else is qualified.

At the same time, Zhong Lin also understood the sinister intentions of Xu Shusheng. As a painter, he couldn't be unaware of the relationship between Miaohuafang and Nuanxianglou. In this way, he "pointed the way" for himself. No one would believe that there was no trick in it.

A group that can cooperate with a brothel can never be just an organization that can only paint.