Chapter 33

Meanwhile, the owners of other brothels in the capital were greatly surprised by the unusually quiet business that night. The capital had a population of over a million, with a thriving economy and rich nightlife. Whenever the lights first came on, the famous courtyards would be bustling with people and loud with voices.

A quick inquiry revealed that many patrons had actually gone to the Yuhua Pavilion. The girls who had participated in the Solen gathering but refused to bid on the Solen Capital Nineteen Maidens project returned to their respective courtyards in the early hours of the morning and immediately went to sleep. They cherished their beauty, so they would sleep for eight to nine hours or more, only waking up in the afternoon.

Then, they began to hear about the Ye Xiaomao poster that had caused a sensation in the capital, but they did not take it too seriously. Who was Ye Xiaomao? Wasn't she just Ye Xiaoxian, a girl worth three silver coins, who couldn't even hold her head up in front of them? Compared to their level, the difference was like heaven and earth.

Moreover, they could see at a glance that Ye Xiaomao was just a plant arranged by Solen and Yiman. So, they instinctively felt that the sensation caused by the Ye Xiaomao poster that afternoon was also just a plant arranged by Solen. This young man had many friends.

It wasn't until that night that they each discovered that the number of guests in their brothels had decreased by more than half, and these guests had all gone to the Yuhua Pavilion. Immediately, they became nervous and sent their servants to the Yuhua Pavilion to gather information. Of course, they still did not believe that Solen could succeed, turning a girl worth three silver coins into a gold coin sensation with just a portrait. How could that be possible?

They had invested so many resources and sought out so many influential patrons to get their prices to a gold coin.

Solen wanted to increase the value by twenty to thirty times with just a painting? It was a complete dream.

Xiaohongtao was one of the women who thought this way. She had once been a sensation, with a price of a gold coin. But now she was somewhat past her prime. The listed price was still a gold coin, but in reality, it was only ten silver coins, and even then, there were not many customers.

So, she had sent her personal maid to the Yuhua Pavilion early. She decided that as soon as Ye Xiaoxian's price reached a gold coin, she would immediately go to Solen and join the Solen Capital Nineteen Maidens project. However, fifty gold coins was a bit too much, thirty gold coins would be about right.

Thus, Xiaohongtao waited impatiently in her room, and she had no guests that night. Of course, she was not short of customers, but she lacked customers willing to pay a high price.

After waiting for more than an hour, the maid who had gone to gather information finally returned.

She immediately stood up and asked, "Has the price of Ye Xiaomao been set? Is it a gold coin?"

The maid panted hard and, upon hearing her mistress's question, screamed, "A gold coin? How could that be?"

Xiaohongtao said, "I knew it. Solen trying to make a girl worth three silver coins worth a gold coin with just a painting is a complete fantasy. Everyone can see through it. Solen's plan has failed."

The maid said, "Miss, it's three hundred and ninety gold coins. The final price for Ye Xiaomao's first night is three hundred and ninety gold coins."

These words completely stunned Xiaohongtao. Her eyes rolled back, and she was about to faint.

Three hundred and ninety gold coins? Three hundred and ninety gold coins! (One gold coin is equivalent to over ten thousand RMB. This price, converted to Earth currency, is already several million RMB.)

How could this be? How could this be?

She was shocked and envious. She had been in the pleasure industry for nearly ten years, and all her savings added up to only five hundred gold coins.

The highest initial price in the entire capital's brothel industry had never exceeded thirty gold coins.

"It must be a plant, it must be a plant. Solen must have hired a plant. Even if Ye Xiaoxian were covered in gold, she couldn't sell for three hundred and ninety gold coins," Xiaohongtao shouted.

The maid said, "It's not a plant, it's not a plant. Ye Xiaoxian has completely transformed, as if she came from another world. The men went crazy, and hundreds of people bid fiercely. The final bidder was a marquis, and no one dared to compete with him, or the price would have been even higher."

Xiaohongtao still muttered, "How could this be? How could this be? Could Solen really turn stones into gold?"

Originally, the goal was to increase Ye Xiaomao's value tenfold, with the highest target being one or two gold coins. Now, it was hundreds of gold coins?

Even though the initial price would be much higher, this was still terrifying.

Then, she suddenly seemed to wake up and screamed, "Quick, quick, prepare the carriage, take all the money, all the money, and go to the Yuhua Pavilion to see Solen. If we're late, it will be too late, too late."

As Xiaohongtao rushed out of her courtyard with her money chest, the other brothel girls were doing the same thing. After being thoroughly shocked, they took their savings and rushed to the Yuhua Pavilion to give money to Solen.

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It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that the Yuhua Pavilion barely managed to close its doors.

Those who wanted to enjoy Ye Xiaomao's company had to make a reservation that day and then draw lots the next day. Each day, only one guest would be received.

Immediately, all the guests went crazy. The number of people who made reservations that night exceeded three hundred.

Although five gold coins was expensive, compared to the three hundred and ninety gold coins for the first night, five gold coins was a very reasonable price, with excellent value.

According to the number of reservations, Ye Xiaomao's guests would be lined up until next year.

At this time, Lanling was completely surrounded by countless beauties and gold coins.

Yesterday, he had begged others to join the Solen Capital Nineteen Maidens project, with a price of only fifty gold coins, but no one was willing to join.

Today, these girls were frantically waving their gold coins and gold notes. Not only the girls themselves, but also the brothel owners behind them, were waving even larger gold notes, hoping to gain Solen's favor and be transformed by his golden touch.

There were still eighteen spots left in the Solen Capital Nineteen Maidens project.

These eighteen spots were no longer fifty gold coins but had been increased tenfold to five hundred gold coins. Because the ones paying were no longer the girls themselves but the brothels behind them.

The eighteen spots added up to nine thousand gold coins.

In the next few hours, Lanling entered an extremely difficult selection process.

Because, although the remaining eighteen maidens did not need to have the same impact as Ye Xiaomao, they still needed to have a significant effect, otherwise, it would damage his reputation.

Lanling's selection criteria were that they did not necessarily have to be the most beautiful, but they had to have the most distinctive features and be the most suitable for packaging.

For example, if you were a woman with a very neutral appearance and a very charming presence, that would work.

Or if you were as pure as water, you could go the route of a Japanese schoolgirl.

In short, they had to have distinctive features and be suitable for packaging.

From midnight to morning, and then to evening, Lanling finally determined the remaining eighteen spots, fully considering the interests of the largest brothels in the capital.

The other girls who were not selected looked at Lanling with deep resentment and regret, turning back every few steps as they left the Yuhua Pavilion.

Next, Lanling would write a manual on how to package the remaining eighteen maidens, how to style them, what routes they should take, and what talents they should learn.

This manual would be given to Yiman, and the Solen Capital Nineteen Maidens would introduce a new member each month.

One maiden per month, for a total of one and a half years, to introduce all nineteen maidens.

In short, the introduction of each member of the Solen Capital Nineteen Maidens should cause a sensation and bring a new fashion trend.

Next, a real art committee would be established, with Yiman as the president.

The packaging and promotion tasks would be handed over to Yiman and the art committee.

As for Lanling himself, practicing martial arts was more important, inheriting the title, and maintaining the Tianshui territory was the fundamental goal.

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Finally, everything was over.

Almost at nightfall, all the brothel girls and madams finished their meeting and left the Yuhua Pavilion.

After being busy for over ten hours, Lanling was almost exhausted and wanted to lie down and sleep. However, he could not do so because the deadline for paying off the debt had arrived.

Next, it was time to pay the debt. The thick gold notes, each worth a hundred gold coins, totaled over a hundred notes.

He only wanted to earn three thousand nine hundred gold coins, but he ended up earning over ten thousand gold coins.

Thus, Lanling, holding a thick stack of gold notes, went home.

Although he had earned over ten thousand gold coins, he did not take it all, only taking five thousand gold coins. The remaining five thousand gold coins were left with Yiman as the activity funds for the art committee. Because, packaging and promoting the remaining eighteen maidens would require a lot of money.

Although Lanling started the Solen Capital Nineteen Maidens project to pay off his debt, since it had caused a sensation, he might as well continue it, rather than just doing it once.

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In the evening, Lanling returned home, looking exhausted.

He saw Su Ningbing with red eyes and Ye Jingyu with a cold expression.

"I'm sorry, sister, I came back late. Things changed a bit from what I expected," Lanling said.

"It's good that you're back. Why do you look so bad?" Su Ningbing rushed over to Lanling and said softly, "It's not a problem if you didn't raise the money. We can think of other ways. The royal family can't force us to our deaths."

Lanling glanced over and saw that the two creditors, one fat and one thin, were already sitting there, looking at him with a cold and cruel gaze, like hunters facing their prey.

Lanling was puzzled. How could these two not know about the sensation caused by Ye Xiaomao in the capital?

Otherwise, why would they still look so confident?

"These two creditors have been sitting here since early this morning, as if afraid we would run away," Ye Jingyu said coldly.

No wonder. Last night, Ye Xiaomao was a sensation, but no one knew it was Solen's doing.

Today, the brothel girls, madams, and Lanling were negotiating business until evening, so the news that Solen was the mastermind behind the Solen Capital Nineteen Maidens had not yet spread.

So, these two creditors were still in the dark.

The gold shop owner slowly said, "Solen, it's time to pay the debt. If you can't pay, the two properties you mortgaged will belong to us."

Lanling sneered, "You have a lot of nerve, trying to drive us to our deaths."

The gambling house owner sneered, "Debts must be paid, it's only natural. The one who will kill you is Duke Zhiting, not us."

Lanling said, "So you're sure I can't pay the three thousand nine hundred gold coins?"

The gold shop owner smiled, without saying a word.

All the gold shops, silver shops, and noble families in the capital had been warned not to lend a gold coin to the Solen family. So, it would be a miracle if Solen could borrow any money.

Therefore, the Solen family definitely couldn't pay the debt and was doomed!

Then, to the great shock of the two creditors, Lanling placed the gold notes in front of them one by one and said, "A total of four thousand three hundred gold coins, including interest."

After placing the thick stack of forty-three gold notes in front of them, Lanling said calmly, "By the way, I suggest you run away as soon as possible. I plan to kill your entire family by tomorrow."

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