The rise of the poor

Chapter 2295 Luo Longwen's Flattery

"Sir, do you see the table in the middle of this row? The old man sitting at that table is Wang San."

While Luo Longwen was staring intently at the red-haired barbarian woman on stage, drooling, the two lackeys nudged him with their elbows and subtly pointed to the C-position table, which was one table away, to remind him.

Luo Longwen then remembered the important matter and turned his head to look. He saw an old man with gray hair sitting at the table in the center, with two scantily clad courtesans on either side of him. The old man was embracing one of them and staring at the red-haired barbarian woman on the stage.

"He's eating what's in his bowl while eyeing what's in the pot. This old man Wang is really old in years but young in spirit, both greedy and extravagant."

Luo Longwen said with no small amount of envy and jealousy.

"Master, I've heard that every time Wang San comes to the brothel, he asks the madam to decorate the room like a wedding room, so that the brothel girls who sleep with him can wear bridal gowns, while he himself wears a groom's outfit and acts as a groom every day."

The two lackeys whispered.

"A toad marrying a frog, ugly and playing around. Really, at his age, still a groom in a brothel, isn't that a waste?" Luo Longwen clicked his tongue and complained to the two of them in a low voice.

The two lackeys shared the same sentiment. They exchanged a glance, then simultaneously looked at Luo Longwen and nodded.

What you said, sir, is absolutely right. The same applies to you; coming to a brothel is a waste of your time. You might as well give us your money and let us come to the brothel for you instead.

Soon, at the madam's urging, the auction for the first night of the foreign women began, and it was quite intense.

"I'll pay eighty taels of silver!" a one-eyed Japanese pirate shouted, raising his hand.

"Hehe, you only put up eighty taels? I'll put up one hundred taels to round it up!" A Japanese pirate sitting at a table in the back row raised his hand, not to be outdone.

"Only one hundred taels? Is this all you've got? I'll offer one hundred and fifty taels of silver." A Japanese pirate at the front table raised his hand and glanced at the two men with disdain.

"Good, good, good, they are all good matches for my daughter. Do you have any better ideas?" The madam was beaming with joy, but she was clearly not satisfied. Her sly eyes darted around several familiar customers in the room.

These regular customers haven't even raised their hands to offer a price yet; these are the real money-makers.

Since the Japanese pirates made money easily but lost their lives quickly, and couldn't just go ashore to spend money, they spent money like water in brothels.

"I'll offer two hundred taels of silver." Encouraged by the madam, a regular customer raised his hand, instantly raising the price to two hundred taels of silver.

The price reached two hundred taels, and many Japanese pirates gave up. Two hundred taels of silver could buy them several nights' stay. Just to be the first to drink the soup, this price was not worthwhile. They might as well wait until others had drunk the soup first before booking for a few more nights.

The madam's wrinkles were smoothed out with delight. "Is there anything more thoughtful?" she asked, her eyes fixed on Wang San.

As expected, Wang San lived up to her expectations, raised his hand, looked down on the whole room, and said arrogantly, "Hehe, young people are so impetuous. They are not as knowledgeable, passionate, and righteous as we are. I will contribute three hundred taels of silver."

As expected of Wang San, he raised the price to three hundred taels of silver in one fell swoop, and now the entire audience was intimidated by him.

Wang San's identity was no secret in Ligang. Everyone present knew that he was the steward of Prince Hui, Wang Zhi's, residence and could speak with Wang Zhi. None of the Japanese pirates wanted to offend him. Moreover, the three hundred taels of silver he asked for was indeed a very high price.

"Congratulations to Mr. Wang on becoming a groom again."

"Congratulations, Mr. Wang."

The Japanese pirates congratulated Wang San.

"Congratulations! Congratulations! All the brothers here, come and join us for the celebration! I'll treat everyone to a drink, it's on my tab."

Wang San stood up and clasped his hands in greeting to the audience. He was in high spirits because of the joy of the occasion, and the fact that he was about to take a beautiful foreign woman into his lap made all the wrinkles on his face disappear with a smile.

"Master Wang is so generous, thank you Master Wang, may Master Wang be a man who can do it seven times a night." The group of Japanese pirates present clasped their hands in gratitude.

"Hahahaha, you all know that I'm as good as a young man, so keep a low profile, keep a low profile."

Wang San laughed heartily.

"I'll offer four hundred taels of silver."

Just as everyone was enjoying themselves, a voice rang out, like a bucket of ice water poured onto a red-hot iron plate. With a sizzle, the entire room fell silent.

"No need for a gift, don't be so polite. Uh, wait, how much? Four hundred taels of silver, you're bidding?!"

Still immersed in the joy of becoming a groom, Wang San was still bowing to the surroundings. Upon hearing this, he thought someone was going to give a gift, so he politely waved his hand. Halfway through, he suddenly realized what was happening and turned around sharply to look at the person who had spoken.

A sleazy-looking fellow, a stranger I'd never seen before.

Wang San stared at the man with hostility.

That is, Luo Longwen.

Luo Longwen looked at Wang San with a constipated expression. "No, brother, although my bid was higher than yours, I bid for this for you. Um, don't look at me like that. I didn't steal your wife. I have no grudge against you for stealing your wife. I'm giving this to you as a gift. You don't understand now, but you will in a moment."

Luo Longwen bowed to Wang San in a somewhat ingratiating manner, but Wang San perceived this as more of a provocation.

"Humph!"

Wang San snorted, his face extremely ugly.

Compared to Wang San, the madam on stage was so happy that she wanted to personally perform a belly dance to celebrate. She was overjoyed that this guy, who looked sleazy but whose clothes clearly indicated he was rich, had suddenly raised the bidding price to four hundred taels of silver. He was truly a benevolent benefactor. Once you've been there, you'll become familiar with him. You're welcome to come again.

"Who is this?! How dare they outbid Master Wang and steal his first taste of the soup?"

"Doesn't he know that Master Wang is the steward of the Prince of Hui's family? If Master Wang were just offering a low price and being unreasonable, that would be one thing, but Master Wang has already offered a high price of three hundred taels of silver, how dare he still try to undermine Master Wang in the bidding?!"

"Where did this dragon from out of the river come from?! It's actually not going to stand up to Master Wang. This is going to be interesting."

The Japanese pirates stared wide-eyed at Luo Longwen and Wang San with curiosity, creating a tense atmosphere.

"I'll bid five hundred taels of silver!" Feeling challenged, Wang San snorted unhappily and raised the bid again.

"Five hundred taels of silver! Master Wang has offered five hundred taels of silver. Is there anyone offering more?" The madam's joy was palpable.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, Master Wang." Luo Longwen coughed, first nodding obsequiously to Wang San with a constipated look on his face, then raising his hand in front of everyone and calling out the bid, "I bid six hundred taels of silver."

"Six hundred taels of silver! This dignified old gentleman is offering six hundred taels of silver. Is there anyone more generous than him?"

The madam was so happy she almost fainted.

"Cao!"

Wang San cursed angrily, glaring at Luo Longwen, but did not bid again. He was indeed greedy, but he was not a fool. Six hundred taels was already an astronomical price, even if it was inlaid with gold, it was not worth that price, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Congratulations, sir, on becoming my daughter Rousi's ideal husband."

After the madam encouraged the bidders and no one made a bid, she announced that the prize had gone to Luo Longwen. (End of Chapter)