Chapter 8 Talking Happily

Back in the courtyard, Bai Moran shivered, quickly walked through the lobby, bypassing the screen of the ink painting, it was the bedroom, as soon as she entered the room, a faint fragrance of Xuanyi grass came to her nose, and the wall was a six-foot-wide agarwood bed, and there was a colorful light gauze tent hanging next to the bed, the wind swayed, Mo Ran only felt that the cold wind invaded her body, she walked to the side of the bed and closed the window tightly, and then climbed onto the big bed and wrapped it in a quilt.

In the utility room where I met Jiang Caier before, three women appeared at this time, in the dim candlelight, take a closer look, and the leader was Dong Ping, who was dressed in red, with a playful expression on her face, Jiang Caier was detained by two other women and knelt on the ground, unable to move.

"Dong Zhang, I will do everything according to your requirements, as long as you can help me be promoted to the third senior in the future, I am willing to do anything" At this time, Jiang Cai'er knelt on the ground and explained desperately.

"Very good, I know you understand what you should do after the war, as long as she can successfully receive training and study in the Children's Art Hall, it is your credit" Dong Ping smiled and turned her back to Jiang Cai'er, but there was a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes.

"Yes, I know what to do"

After listening to this, Dong Ping and the three walked out of the utility room slowly, leaving Jiang Cai'er alone, lying on the ground, panting with palpitations.

"Sister Ping, is that Bai Moran really suitable for cultivating Lingyin?"

A woman who walked out of the utility room with Dong Ping asked.

"It was personally tested by Lord Linshui Zhenju, I heard that girl is very sensitive to music and rhythm, whether she can cultivate or not, and get training in the Children's Art Hall," Dong Ping replied as she walked.

The genius was bright, Bai Moran woke up in a daze, she opened her eyes, and suddenly felt that her face seemed to be wet, and she touched it with her hand, as if it were tears. Do you secretly cry in your dreams? But she couldn't remember her life, she looked up at the colorful light gauze tent around her, as if she was in a fantasy, she lay down like this for a while, feeling flustered, she got up, found a black cloak in the room and got out of bed, first opened the window, and then someone pushed the door in.

Bai Moran saw that it was a woman who was guarding, and saw the woman come in expressionlessly, stretched out her finger and pointed to the other side of the lobby and said, "The bathroom is over there, you go and wash up, and I'll bring you something to eat later."

"Yes"

Ringing what Jiang Cai'er told her last night, she took it to heart, let's try to obey them first.

She followed the woman's instructions, and sure enough, she came to the bathroom, and after washing, she returned to the lobby, and saw a pot of hot water on the tea table, which should have just been delivered, she walked over to check that it was indeed hot water, she took the kettle to the couch, sat down and made tea as if nothing happened.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and a young girl walked straight in.

"Sister Cai'er?"

Bai Moran looked for a sound, and when he saw the person who came, he instantly smiled, so he greeted her, took her hand and led her to the tea case, and asked as he walked: "Sister Cai'er, how did you know that I live here?" ”

"Your courtyard is the closest to that room, don't you know if you guess?"

Bai Moran led Jiang Cai'er to climb onto the couch, then poured her a cup of tea, and then poured herself a cup.

At this moment, two women walked in, holding food in their hands, and placed it on the opposite table. Bai Moran drank a cup of tea in one gulp, got up and got out of bed, came to the dining table, looked at the food delivered, and then turned to Jiang Cai'er and said, "Sister Cai'er, come over and have dinner together?"

"Hmm. Okay"

"Please get another person's tableware," Bai Moran said to the woman who had put the food and was about to go back.

"I saw that the woman nodded slightly, and left"

The two were eating, when Dong Ping walked in with a smile, glanced at Bai Moran who was eating heavily, threw a zansang expression at Jiang Cai'er, and then looked at Bai Moran and said, "Take a rest today, tomorrow morning, someone will come to pick you up and take you to the Children's Art Museum."

Saying that, she looked at Jiang Cai'er again and said, "You can go with her tomorrow."

"I'm going too?"

"Do you want me to say it a second time? Otherwise, forget it" Dong Ping had a playful expression, like a cat playing with a mouse, and squinted at Jiang Cai'er and said.

Jiang Cai'er hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked at Dong Ping with pleading eyes and said, "Don't, in charge, I was wrong, I'll go, I'll go"

After speaking, Jiang Cai'er's eyebrows and eyes stretched, and her expression of secretly happy expression was overflowing.

"Ah, that's great"

After Dong Ping went out, Jiang Caier jumped up suddenly, dancing happily, and almost didn't give the food on the table.

"Sister Cai'er, why are you so happy, is there any benefit to going to the children's art hall?" Bai Moran put his hands on the dining table and asked puzzledly.

Jiang Cai'er sat down, her eyebrows drooped, and she sighed and said: "What can be good, it's all sin, instead of being abused here, I might as well go to the Children's Art Museum!"

"Being insulted?"

Jiang Cai'er glanced at Bai Moran, and said with a smile: "Hehe, what do you know when you are so young?"

Jiang Cai'er left the table, and walked to the step of the road: "I am now approaching adulthood, it is the time to train to pick up guests, and the head of the department will let all kinds of men train us on how to receive guests, but these men do not treat us as human beings, all kinds of beatings, torture, in the name of let us experience the life of guests in advance, to avoid encountering guests in the future."

Saying that, she showed a sad look on her face, she glanced at Bai Moran, who seemed to understand whether she understood or not, and then continued: "In fact, if you have a certain posture, you can learn a skill in the children's art hall, and if you are lucky enough to be personally ordered out by the dignitaries, then you will have the opportunity to be promoted to the third long, or even the study, which can be regarded as a salted fish in the wind and dust, and it will be a yellow and prosperous."

There was a hint of loneliness in her eyes, but also a glimmer of hope.

"Sister Cai'er, I don't understand a lot, such as what 'job hopping', 'out' and 'Changsan', 'Shuyu', you explain to me more, I don't have anyone close here" Bai Moran also followed to the tea case and asked.

"Job-hopping is very simple, that is, when picking up customers, they are disliked, they are replaced by guests, and the girls who have encountered job-hopping in Qiuxianglou are afraid that there is no hope of promotion; Out of the game, is to accompany the guests out to have fun, if you are lucky enough to meet the dignitaries out of the game, you will have the opportunity to be promoted to the third long; Chang San is an identity grade in the Qinglou, from low to high are Ye Ji, Ji Ji, Chang San and Shuyu, Ye Ji's status is the lowest, and those who solicit guests on the first floor are; Ji Ji is also called Ji Er, and she is a girl who accompanies wine, plays, plays, plays and sings on the second floor; The status of the eldest third is relatively high, and he is generally favored by dignitaries, so except for the dignitary, he generally does not sell his body on the third floor."

Saying that, Jiang Cai'er continued to take a sip and said: "As for the book, the status is higher, that is, compared to the Oiran and the like, such as our Qingwan girl in Qiuxianglou, that is a showman, not a person, in fact, most of them are either from famous families, or they are women with superb appearance, elegant temperament, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and are deeply loved by the majority of women."

"Then Sister Cai'er, what grade are you?" Bai Moran continued to ask.

"This..."

Jiang Cai'er looked embarrassed, she didn't know how to answer, and then said, "I haven't officially picked up the guest yet!" So there is no grade"

"That's even lower than Nohime?"

"Uh..."

Bai Moran was very happy in the lobby. Before I knew it, a day had passed, and when Jiang Caier left, Bai Moran had eaten dinner, so he climbed into bed early, covered with a quilt, and waited anxiously for the arrangement to go to the Children's Art Museum tomorrow.

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