Chapter 46: Su Family Class

At night, the streets around Yanghong Garden were bustling with activity. The shops were still open, and several of them had signs in Japanese.

Zheng Wenjie, Sanjiangshui and seven or eight disciples of the Gong family stood at the door, out of tune with the people who were having fun around them. Many of the people in Fengtian now are accustomed to the Japanese pirates who can be seen at any time. From the beginning, the Japanese pirates were street thugs, but now they can get along with them normally.

The general public, who could not read a single word, all knew what the Japanese pirates were. Moreover, a few years ago, the Japanese pirates had a policy of relocating people, and more than 300,000 Japanese pirates moved into this area in batches, seriously affecting the quality of life of local people. The vast majority of people felt fear and hatred towards the Japanese pirates.

Sanjiangshui looked at the bustling Yanghong Garden and felt a little scared. He approached Zheng Wenjie and said, "Master, what should we do next?"

Zheng Wenjie looked at the scene in front of him and said, "Do you know why we didn't let your young lady come along?"

Sanjiangshui and his senior brother beside him looked at each other and said, "Aren't you worried that the young lady will be in danger?"

Zheng Wenjie shook his head and said to Luo Yunqi, the oldest disciple behind him: "Give me the things. I will have fun with you today."

Luo Yunqi understood what Zheng Wenjie meant, and his expression became a little ugly for a moment, but he still handed the cloth bag to Zheng Wenjie, and then said: "Master Zheng, if you want to go to have fun, just go, we will leave first."

Zheng Wenjie held Luo Yunqi, and said with a bit of a smile: "No, sorry, I didn't make myself clear. I'm a bit irrational sometimes. Please listen to me first."

Luo Yunqi's expression relaxed a little, and his fellow apprentices beside him also looked at Zheng Wenjie. San Jiangshui was confused and pricked up his ears to listen.

Zheng Wenjie was also helpless. He had wanted to show off in front of the disciples of the Gong family, but he didn't expect it to be over before it even began.

"Old Jiang knows that we have to go during the day to find trouble. Look, these Japanese pirates are all holding spears. Yang Hongyuan and the Japanese pirates are colluding together. We can't just go and challenge them, right?"

"You must trust me. I won't harm you, right? If these pirates knew that I was the one who killed Ma San, they would rush over and capture me. Come with me."

Zheng Wenjie walked towards Yang Hongyuan after he finished speaking, and San Jiangshui followed closely behind him. Luo Yunqi said to his fellow apprentices beside him, "Let's go. Trust Master Zheng. I was just insane."

The greeters at Yanghong Garden looked at the unfamiliar Zheng Wenjie, who was wearing a flashy white suit and led people into the hall. Their eyes lit up, and a waiter came forward to greet him: "Sir, this is your first time visiting Yanghong Garden. I am Wang Bubu, you can just call me Bubu. I hope you can enjoy yourself tonight."

Zheng Wenjie didn't say anything, his voice was clear and melodious, and every word seemed to penetrate his heart. He looked at the person on the central stage, swaying with every step, wearing gorgeous costumes and a delicate phoenix crown, and said, "Arrange a private room for me, and..."

Zheng Wenjie pointed at the people on the stage and asked, "Is this your opera troupe?"

It's no wonder that Zheng Wenjie had doubts. If it were a place like Yihongyuan, it would be impossible for there to be such a stunning beauty. One glance at her would tell that she was definitely a star.

Bubu nodded with some pride, and while extending his hand to lead the way, he said, "Sir, you have a good eye. Our boss took great pains to invite the Su Family Troupe. The one on the stage is the owner of the Su Family Troupe, Su Wan'er."

Zheng Wenjie glanced at Sanjiangshui and thought, he was misled by this ignorant kid. He thought it was Yihongyuan, but it turned out to be a theater.

Bubu, who grew up in Yanghong Garden, saw Zheng Wenjie's expression and understood that this gentleman was here to have fun. He smiled somewhat ambiguously and said, "Sir, we also have red prostitutes in Yanghong Garden."

As he said that, he led the guests into a large private room. Since the guests were here to have fun instead of listening to music, Bubu naturally understood. Seeing Zheng Wenjie dressed up and with his followers, he didn't look like a poor guest, so he naturally had to spend more. As for the time being, Yang Hongyuan had plenty of ways to squeeze out the money if they couldn't pay. "Everyone, sit down, Bubu, go and serve the best dishes." Zheng Wenjie sat in the main seat with a big horse and a golden knife, and invited the Gong family to sit down.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." Bubu went out and gave an order, and soon a woman in brightly colored clothes came into the room carrying tea.

Sanjiangshui stared at the woman's bloated chest until he was slapped on the back of the head by Zheng Wenjie and came to his senses. He was not annoyed, but felt excited and nervous.

The woman came to Zheng Wenjie and poured tea. She said with a smile: "Sir, I am Huarong. I don't know if you are...

Zheng Wenjie waved his hand to stop Hua Rong from talking: "Who is the boss of your Yanghong Garden? I want Su Wan'er to come here and sing a song for me. How much does it cost?"

Huarong's smile remained unchanged, and she said kindly, "Sir, we at Yanghongyuan cannot make the decision on the Su Family Troupe's affairs. Apart from the Su Family Troupe, we at Yanghongyuan can have any kind of girl you want to sing."

Zheng Wenjie looked unhappy and swept the tea that Hua Rong had just poured to the empty seat next to him, breaking the carved porcelain bowl into pieces on the floor.

"Your Yanghong Garden is doing business with Yihong Courtyard. Since the owner of the Su Family Troupe is performing here, isn't she here to be the Oiran? As long as the price is high enough, there's nothing wrong with that."

Hua Rong frowned: "Sir, is this your first time to visit our Yang Hong Garden? Our Yang Hong Garden is a theater, not a brothel."

Zheng Wenjie laughed, as if he was not the one who got angry just now: "Then tell me, how much money can you Yanghong Garden give to let this Su Hua Kui accompany me."

"Sir, you are joking again. Our Yanghongyuan is backed by the Changtu Chamber of Commerce." Hua Rong said in a warning tone.

Luo Yunqi knew that Zheng Wenjie was looking for trouble, which was like a challenge in the martial arts world. He watched silently, feeling a little nervous. Sanjiangshui was also smart, knowing that his dream was gone, and looked disappointed.

Zheng Wenjie raised a finger: "One thousand dollars."

Hua Rong's heart trembled, knowing that this was a wealthy man, but the Su family troupe was personally invited to Yang Hongyuan by Guo Changtu, the president of the Changtu Chamber of Commerce. No one knew how much it cost to allow Su Wan'er to perform on the stage, so how could he allow Su Wan'er to accompany the guests.

Seeing Hua Rong's attitude, Zheng Wenjie changed his hand and stretched out a finger again: "Ten thousand dollars."

Hua Rong couldn't help but patting her smooth cheeks. Anyone who could spend ten thousand dollars to have fun was either a big shot or someone looking for trouble.

Hua Rong is the girl in charge of Yanghong Garden. She is considered to be well-informed in this area. There are people who can spend ten thousand dollars for fun, but there is definitely no one like Zheng Wenjie among them. You know, in this world, ten thousand dollars can buy more than three hundred Hanyang rifles.

"Sir, if you are here to have fun, our Yanghong Garden welcomes you. If you are here to cause trouble, our Yanghong Garden is also well-known." Hua Rong said with a cold face.

Zheng Wenjie smiled, put the cloth bag on the table, untied the bag, and a night-shining pearl the size of a human head shone brightly in the box.

　If you are unhappy with what I see, you can say whatever you want, but please don't curse me directly or attack me personally. I just typed a few words, it's not that serious.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)