This man is average-looking, thin, and seems to be weak and slightly sickly. Yuan Qing looked at him, he was probably in his early twenties, he should be a little guy here, "It's just you people here?" ”

Nanfeng Pavilion has two floors, they are now on the first floor, and there are not many people on the first floor, and there are even fewer people who can see that they are guests.

Xiao Qi Pavilion, Xiao Qi is a man who makes money by selling his hue, also called a male prostitute, the same as **. Its status is lower than **, the ancient small pavilion generally has no name, usually only a blank plaque is placed in front of the small pavilion. (from Baidu)

Well, well, it is true that male prostitutes in ancient times had a lower status than **, not only in ancient times, but also in modern times.

Men have been warlike creatures since ancient times, and they will never sell their bodies to become male prostitutes unless they are cornered. And women are used differently, women are relatively weak creatures compared to human beings, she goes to be **, although it is also forced by life, but people's sympathy for ** is much higher than that for male prostitutes.

Otherwise, since ancient times, why have no male prostitutes been known, but those delicate female prostitutes have been known? (Such as the top ten famous prostitutes in Beijing, Li Shishi, Chen Yuanyuan or something)

The life of a male prostitute is not easy, in addition to picking up female customers, sometimes they have to pick up male customers. Of course, this is not nonsense, but real, which is also a sign of the prevalence of male style.

Wicked!

In this era, the male style is not very popular, and most of the small houses are opened to satisfy the deep resentment of women! Of course, this kind of transaction can only be sneaky, not open, no way, caused by the general trend of this era. Men's status is relatively high.

Most of the people who come to the small hall for recreation are rich and powerful women.

Anyway, it is legal to open small restaurants, otherwise these small restaurants would have been seized a long time ago. It can't be open here openly.

"There aren't any guests these days, just a few of us waiting here." The man replied to Yuan Qing's words.

Since there are no guests here, then these men are the little ones here, Yuan Qing glanced at them. No wonder no one comes here, these little guys, old guys, (thirty-something is considered old for those who do this business). Young and young, in their teens, the smell of milk has not dried up, and all of them have no energy and are dying. It's like smoking opium.

Yuan Qing sighed lightly and said, "It's okay." ”

"Miss, aren't you satisfied with us?" The man said again.

"Is there anything you can do that will satisfy me?" Yuan Qing asked rhetorically.

Hearing this, the man looked back, indeed, these men were mediocre and depressed......

Yuan Qing was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly a middle-aged man rushed forward and stopped Yuan Qing, as if he was pleading. "Miss, you just stay for one night, just one night, I promise that the little guy in our Nanfeng Pavilion can serve you comfortably."

Nanfeng Pavilion has not had guests in the door for a long time, and the middle-aged man is the owner of the pavilion, how can he just let go of this guest who finally walked in? At the very least, we have to keep it.

Yuan Qing's purpose in coming to the Xiaoqi Pavilion was just to take a look at the situation, and she didn't mean to recruit Xiaoqi, she waved her hand and said, "There is nothing else in the hall except for these Xiaoqi?" ”

The middle-aged man listened, and said with a bitter face: "Miss, now the price of the little man has risen." The good ones have been poached by others, and although the little ones left here are a little worse in appearance, their abilities are still good. And the price is definitely cheaper than the Qifeng Pavilion opposite, so give it a try, Miss. ”

Now the competition for opening a small restaurant is fierce. The good-looking little guy was pulled away by the rich owner, presumably the owner of the Nanfeng Pavilion was a little tight, otherwise he was a person who opened a small pavilion, how could he not know that the little guy was the foundation of making money? Do you want to hit the muzzle of the gun to make a few gestures sorry for the audience to solicit customers in the museum?

"We'll talk about it later." Yuan Qing waved his hand. She really wasn't interested in these men, "You're the owner here, right?" ”

"Yes, I'm the owner of the Nanfeng Pavilion." The man said.

"Do you want to buy this Nanfeng Pavilion?" Yuan Qingdao. This small shop, he, the owner, can't afford to buy a better one, which shows that he really can't do it.

"What do you mean, miss?" The man's eyes lit up and he stared at Yuan Qing tightly.

"This Nanfeng Pavilion is like this, I think the owner of the pavilion has also tried his best, if it is transferred, this Nanfeng Pavilion may be able to come back to life." Yuan Qing said leisurely.

The man had indeed tried his best, and he had no ability to find a better one, so he could only let these stumps pick up customers. If the software doesn't work, it can be changed, but the hardware can't, so you really have to change it.

A small house, the hardware is the small house itself.

"Is the girl going to take over the Nanfeng Pavilion?" The man said.

"I can take over." Yuan Qing nodded lightly.

"Miss, if you take it sincerely, then let's take a step to speak." The man said.

"Okay."

Nanfeng Pavilion, on the second floor, a relatively clean private room, Yuan Qing and a middle-aged man walked in.

A man brought a cup of tea, and the two of them sat opposite each other, drinking tea and tasting tea.

"Pavilion Master, what is the current situation of this Nanfeng Pavilion?" Yuan Qing glanced at him lightly and asked.

The man is the owner of the pavilion, this Nanfeng Pavilion is his, there is no other ingredient mixed with it, and the title deed of the Nanfeng Pavilion is his.

"In the past, the Nanfeng Pavilion and the Qifeng Pavilion opposite, there were still their own merits in business, but a month ago, the Qifeng Pavilion made a trick and dug up all the better little people in our hall, causing the business in the hall to plummet, and I didn't have any extra money on hand, and I couldn't buy some good small ones to fill the ......" The man said.

"Besides, Nanfeng Pavilion looks like this, who wants to come? The slightly better ones all ran away. ”

Yuan Qing also understands what he said, "So does the owner have the idea of transferring the store to someone else?" ”

"Yes, but who will take over?" The man was helpless.

"Okay then, I'll take over, what does the owner think?" Yuan Qing smiled and said quite righteously.

"It's Chen's blessing." The owner's surname is Chen, and his name is Zhongyu. This Nanfeng Pavilion was taken over by him the year before last, and the owners of the Nanfeng Pavilion have also changed one after another.

"Okay, Pavilion Master Chen, I only buy the right to operate Nanfeng Pavilion, and I don't buy anything else." Yuan Qing said slowly.

"What do you mean?" Chen Zhongyu was puzzled.

"The title deed of this Nanfeng Pavilion is still yours, I don't buy it, I just rent a place with you to do business. How is it? "Yuan Qingdao, if you buy this Nanfeng Pavilion, it will definitely cost a lot of money