Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 1024 - 1026: Zhao Yang’s Inner Thoughts (3)

Chapter 1024: Chapter 1026: Zhao Yang’s Inner Thoughts (3)

However, she did not understand why the Wife of King Qin would give her silver for no reason at all, and build her a house in Lingbei to let her earn money, without taking a single share of the profits. What on earth was the reason for this?

The brothel madam was also shrewd. Silver was good, but she wouldn’t dare earn it if there was something wrong with it.

"Hehe, Royal Consort’s regard for this old body is both flattering and surprising, but... Hehe... Forgive my frankness, but why would you do this?"

"Because I want to develop a business empire in Lingbei, and women are the greatest motivator for attracting men to invest and build there. Does that answer satisfy you?"

She did not say it was to abolish the cutting ritual among the Meng slaves by rampantly developing the sex industry in Meng territory, but instead talked about developing the Meng economy and using the brothel to drive economic growth in Meng.

The madam did not quite understand high-level terms like "business empire" and "investment construction," but she was not entirely ignorant either. Seeing the serious manner of the Wife of King Qin, she knew there must be sufficient reason for her actions and readily agreed.

"Rest assured, Royal Consort, with your consideration for me, I will certainly follow your commands, and will not disappoint you."

"Good!"

After thinking for a moment, Cai Wei added, "The girls we buy must be willing participants; we must not coerce innocent women into prostitution or, for the sake of earning money, make them receive customers day and night. Especially take care of the girls’ health; do not let them contract any diseases... "

"Yes, I have been in this line of work for thirty years; I understand everything and can certainly make arrangements properly..."

Having settled on this, Cai Wei brought up the matter of helping the elderly couple redeem their children. The madam had received a thousand taels of silver from Cai Wei, so she was embarrassed to demand more for the little girl’s redemption money; she just took the fifty taels, handed over the servitude contract, and let the old couple take their children away.

The Old Grandpa and Old Grandma had not expected to redeem their child so easily; as they left the Pear Blossom Brothel, they knelt down with the little girl in front of Cai Wei.

"Royal Consort, our family does not know what good deeds we did in our past life to have met you in this one. When we get back home, we will set up an Immortal Plaque for you and burn incense three times a day..."

"Er, no need, really no need..."

Cai Wei, her head filled with lines of black, couldn’t help but think of funeral scenes from her past life. She helped the Old Grandpa and Old Grandma to their feet and also lifted the frail-looking little girl, asking, "Does anyone among you know how to read?"

Raising her hand, the little girl said, "I recognize characters. While at the Pear Blossom Brothel, mother had a female tutor teach us to read and draw, saying that if we learned well, we would eventually find a wealthy patron..."

Touching her head, Cai Wei said with compassion, "Later, Sister will write you a recipe for spicy hot pot. With this recipe, Sister can earn a lot of silver, enough to provide for your grandparents well. From now on, don’t talk about finding a patron anymore, understand?"

"Yes!"

The little girl nodded, her large, shining eyes admiringly watching Cai Wei.

This sister they called Royal Consort was so beautiful, even hundreds of times more beautiful than the top courtesan at the Pear Blossom Brothel. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also kind. She had spent so much silver to rescue her from hell; she must listen to Sister’s words and repay her kindness...

Cai Wei took them away from the Pear Blossom Brothel to the porridge stand across the street, and then went to the market to buy the ingredients for the spicy hot pot.

But little did they know, in a room on the second floor of the Pear Blossom Brothel, a burly Liaodan man with a full beard stood at the window, staring at her with a look of utter shock.