The girls took turns performing on the high platform on the first floor of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.
Motorola, seemingly oblivious to the charming ladies, kept his large hands roaming over the brothel madam, whispering into her ear.
"Won't you come with me?"
The madam's body jolted at his words, and her gaze towards Motorola was filled with shock.
She had seen people redeem girls, but never had anyone wanted to buy a madam.
What kind of peculiar taste did this gentleman have?
However, his words also made her feel a sense of pride. To think that even in her middle age, she was still desired, she replied with a blush.
"Sir, please don't joke. I am bound by a lifetime contract, I cannot be redeemed."
"Shopkeeper Huang, I have plenty of money. Just tell me how much you want," Motorola said, thinking of the golden coffin in his warehouse, and lifted her chin.
"Sir, you'll have to ask the owner about this. I truly cannot make that decision."
"Then let's go ask."
"Sir, do you really want to redeem me?"
*Slap* Motorola playfully slapped the madam's backside and said with a smile, "Hurry up!"
Seeing his resolute attitude, the madam stood up and walked towards the back.
On the high platform, the last girl finished her performance. The pavilion's manager stepped forward, bowed to everyone, and cupped his hands.
"Thank you, esteemed gentlemen, for gracing us with your presence. You have all witnessed the talents of our girls."
"Now, we ask you to lend us your esteemed hands and open your golden mouths to decide this year's courtesan queen!"
"I choose Lily!"
"I choose Willow Leaf!"
"Cai'er! I choose Cai'er!!"
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In the main hall, customers one by one stood up and walked to the side of the high platform, casting their silver coins into the wine jars with different names affixed to them.
The courtesan queen event was held once a year, and by now, it had completely changed its nature.
They even skipped the flower-gifting segment, directly using the money in the jars to determine the final winner in a blatant manner. Read Books
Motorola also stood up and walked over. The system task countdown had only ten minutes left, and he had to ensure Cai'er became the courtesan queen.
Standing at the edge of the high platform, he was different from the others. While they threw their money in and left, he directly reached his hand into the jar.
He had spent all the gold and silver he had, but he had other things.
Bottles and bottles of perfume were tossed into the jar by him until it was ninety percent full before he turned and left.
Shortly after he left, the overflowing jar was noticed.
"Huh? What is this stuff! It's filled the whole jar. Who did this!"
A customer who came to vote, upon seeing the contents of the jar, unhappily yelled out at the top of his lungs.
The manager of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion hurried over to inspect. Upon seeing the exquisite bottles, he was stunned.
He took out a bottle, brought it to his nose, and the aroma that wafted from the opening invigorated him.
"Too fragrant!"
"This item must be worth a lot of money!"
He quickly called a halt to the voting and sent a waiter to fetch the madam.
Just as she was discussing her redemption with the owner in the back courtyard, she was interrupted by the waiter. Annoyed, the madam followed him back to the lobby. She merely glanced at the perfume, and her displeased expression vanished instantly.
The bottles containing things like "Erguotou" and "Mendunlu" had made the prominent figures in Chang'an familiar with the concept of bottle caps.
She tried opening the perfume bottle, and the scent inside instantly enveloped her.
"Fragrant! So fragrant~~"
"This one bottle is worth at least ten guan! The madam told the manager.
*Hiss* The manager gasped. He had just checked, and there were at least twenty to thirty bottles in that jar.
"This means this person alone cast votes worth nearly three hundred guan!"
Others also heard the madam's words. Three hundred guan, plus the scattered silver, and the courtesan queen for this round was no longer in doubt.
After all, this was just the selection; there was still the auction of the courtesan queen later, which was the main event.
"Is there anyone else who wishes to vote?" the manager asked loudly, looking at everyone.
This money was all income for the pavilion. Even if others voted more, he would have no objections.
However, upon seeing the perfume bottles neatly arranged on the platform, everyone suddenly fell silent.
"Forget it! Stuff worth hundreds of taels of silver, just thrown away. This is enough to buy two courtesan queens."
Seeing no one respond, the manager regretfully looked at everyone.
"Next, I announce!"
"This year's courtesan queen is Miss Cai'er!"
"Cai'er!"
"Cai'er!"
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The customers erupted in cheers, shouting Cai'er's name from below, their voices almost seeming to carry half a street away.
At the same time, Motorola finally received the system's notification.
"Ding, mission complete. Added 0.1 millimeter. Please continue your efforts, host!"
Hearing this prompt, he bolted and ran outside, fearing the system would issue another task.
The sky was already growing dark. Although he didn't know if Chang'an had a curfew, he knew that wandering alone in the streets late at night would surely attract attention.
In the system panel, the light spot representing the mission item was blinking continuously.
A small triangular arrow indicated his current location.
As he ran, he warily observed the reactions of those around him.
Chang'an had a significant foreign population. The combined number of foreigners in the East and West Markets alone was said to be over ten thousand.
Even without disguise, he might not attract attention, let alone the fact that he was currently wearing someone else's scalp and hair.
He ran all the way to the foot of the Imperial City and looked at the towering city walls, Motorola was dumbfounded.
"How the hell am I supposed to get in???"
"Also, why are Tang Dynasty palaces so massive?"
In the few years he had transmigrated, he had seen many Western palaces, but compared to the one before him, those palaces were probably not even qualified to be toilets within this imperial palace.
"Too spectacular!"
He walked along the outer wall of the Imperial Palace for a long distance but couldn't find a way in.
Several palace gates were guarded by imperial guards. With his skills, the only way to get in would be to shoot his way through.
But that damned system prohibited him from harming the good citizens of the Tang Dynasty.
This was very frustrating!
He ran and complained about the system in his mind.
Perhaps the system was also worried about him being discovered, as the familiar electric shock did not occur.
Suddenly, a canal appeared ahead, and Motorola's eyes lit up. Seizing the opportunity when no one was around, he jumped into it.
He took out the diving equipment from the system, put it on, and took out a miniature flashlight. He swam forward along the waterway.
He hadn't swum far before he was blocked by an iron gate.
A smile curved Motorola's lips, and a hydraulic clamp suddenly appeared in his palm.
After a few crisp sounds, the iron gate was cut by him, and he continued to move forward along the waterway.