Chapter Fifty-Eight: Writing Books to Make Money?

"Then what do you mean by this, is there any other possibility of making money in the Dream Weaving Garden? "This Xu Qingyou is not clear, he is beating around the bush and is in a hurry to die.

"Eh, listen to me tell you slowly, you are not a man, let alone a frequent visitor to the Dream Garden, you won't know, these Oiran, eat the age meal, and the age is the new person for the old person, in fact, this reality Every woman who steps into this line of work knows it, but do you know why many girls are still willing to commit themselves to the Dream Garden?"

How can Jing Ning know about this kind of thing, but I have heard some things about the Dream Weaving Garden, I heard that the person in charge of the Dream Weaving Garden can be described as a strange person, but there are a lot of rumors among the people, if there is really a chance in the future, I really want to ask in person, and the rest of her is not very clear.

"The reason why they are still willing to commit to this is because their families are poor, at least they can survive in the Dream Garden, and when they are old, the Dream Garden will also arrange a place for them to retire and send them to the end, these girls have their own small coffers in their hands, like I sometimes go to paint a picture for them, and they are still rushing to pay me. Speaking of this, Jing Ning somewhat understood what Xu Qingyou meant.

"Can I write a book for them? Jing Ning replied tentatively.

"That's right, that's what I'm going to say, there are a lot of stories about those women, and they themselves want someone to record them for them, but there are few literate women who don't say it, and those sanctimonious hypocrites have a heart in their mouths, but they don't think the women in their arms are unbearable, and they won't really write their own stories for them. Listening to Xu Qingyou's regretful tone, she couldn't help but really feel a little pity for these girls, now it seems that this is indeed a good errand, that is, General Tan Xin knows that she will go to the Dream Weaving Garden to make money, and will be angry and classify this as an evil way, but after thinking about it, she didn't do anything hurtful, gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, and agreed.

"But the general can't know about it. Zuo Jingning specially instructed.

Xu Qingyou was also afraid of being discovered by Lin Moran, think about it, after all, Lin Moran asked him to help Zuo Jingning, and Moran also explained that the reason why he was embarrassed for Jingning to let her go out was because she didn't want her to be trapped in the house by her identity, as long as Jingning was dressed up and dressed, she was still by her side, it should be no problem.

Jing Ning was also a little excited in her heart, although she was a little bored at first, after all, she had never worked hard outside before, and she couldn't think of anything to do, but she didn't hate what she could do now, but she was a little looking forward to it.

"You can't dress up like this, I'll have to take you to do a few outfits. "Last time Xu Qingyou said the same thing, as a result, Zuo Jingning was dressed up as a Taoist aunt and forced to accompany him out to be abducted and deceived, in this matter Zuo Jingning is full of distrust of Xu Qingyou, under Zuo Jingning's questioning eyes, Xu Qingyou's command, Ah You's skillful hands, three times five divided by two, Jingning was turned from a beautiful lady to a handsome and dashing son. Ah You was a little embarrassed to see Jing Ning.

"Ayu, why are you blushing? Jing Ning looked at Ah You, the little girl's eyes were dodging, it was very funny, and she deliberately put her face close to her and quipped.

"It's nothing, Madame is so good-looking...... Hey. Ah You replied with a puff of eyes and a whisper, listening to his wife's voice was still gentle and beautiful, thinking that he was shy just now because of his wife's men's appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

"Jing Ning, your voice is too feminine, you try to lower your voice again, and then you want to call her son, pay attention." "