The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 114 An Attempt, Back to the Dorm
Zhao Xiaochui chuckled and said, "It's not that Brother Zheng won the lottery, but because I know Brother Zheng's character."

Zheng Ye was pleased with the indirect compliment, and he laughed heartily, "Little Hammer, I think as long as you take care of things, no customer can refuse now, right?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaochui's expression became somewhat complicated.

Seeing this, Zheng Ye asked in surprise, "What's wrong? Has someone actually rejected you?"

Zhao Xiaochui: "Brother Zheng, we have a lot of new customers today."

Zheng Ye was very surprised: "I remember you weren't listed on review and group-buying platforms, were you? Rujia Hotel is still shown on the map."

Zhao Xiaochui: "Brother Zheng, you're right, but an older woman posted something on her WeChat Moments."

Zheng Ye: "What did you say?"

Zhao Xiaochui: "An auntie posted on her WeChat Moments: 'A certain store offers kidney care for two people for 8888 yuan. They're robbing people!'"

"..." Zheng Ye was thinking about what he would do if he saw this post on his WeChat Moments.

"This lady must have had a high social standing before she retired, right?" he asked.

Zhao Xiaochui nodded and revealed what he knew: "Before retirement, he was with the district Federation of Industry and Commerce, and received the retirement benefits of a division chief."

This woman really doesn't understand men!
Zheng Ye smiled bitterly to himself, thinking of the men who had come out of curiosity to experience it:
"Will I be unable to get dates with these four girls in the future?"

Zhao Xiaochui didn't know how to answer this question. He gestured to Guoguo to lift the bath towel that had been set up like a tent, and then he helped Zheng Ye adjust his position.

"Brother Zheng, I have a suggestion. If you're willing to cooperate, you can come once a week for a month. The price is just enough to cover the technicians' hard work."

Zheng Ye asked without hesitation, "How do we cooperate?"

Zhao Xiaochui: "No sexual intercourse for one month, and record the number of morning erections."

"..." Zheng Ye was so excited that he was trembling. He couldn't care less about being embarrassed at this moment. "Little Hammer, I haven't heard this word in a long time."

At his age, he had never even considered the possibility of morning erections, let alone waking up early.

"Then you should experience it for yourself."

Zhao Xiaochui's words surprised the four girls, because it was essentially a guarantee to the customer.

Such a guarantee is something that even professional doctors wouldn't casually give, let alone massage therapists.

Fortunately, this is a massage parlor, so if that statement were exaggerated, at worst it would be considered consumer fraud, and the consequences wouldn't be too serious.

They had no idea that this service had started from Zhao Xiaochui's casual conversation, and that every word he said was aimed at amplifying the 'placebo effect'!
The case of the big star is too complicated. If Zhao Xiaochui wants to do what a team can only do by himself, he must seize every opportunity to learn through practice.

Lily's words that morning gave him a great reminder—he needed to involve his customers in his treatment.

Zheng Ye: "Okay, then I'll cooperate. But no need for a discount. If it works, the girls' tips won't be small."

This is the effect you want!

Zhao Xiaochui laughed. He checked Zheng Ye's pulse for a while, and after confirming it, he gestured for the girls to take his pulse while saying, "Brother Zheng is so generous."

A common ailment among middle-aged men: Kidney Yang deficiency.

The kidney care service has been restarted, changing from a two-person to a four-person service.

Two people were responsible for the upper body, and two people were responsible for the lower body. They massaged specific areas, and then reapplied heat to all other exposed areas.

Everyone was busy, including Zhao Xiaochui, who was adjusting his approach to the essential oil blending.

General skincare formulas using rose, tea tree, and jojoba oils are no longer suitable.

This time, it's a treatment that combines Eastern and Western traditions.

Ylang-ylang essential oil improves erectile function by inhibiting PDE5 enzyme; cedarwood lowers cortisol by regulating GABA receptors; ginger promotes microcirculation in the lower back and is a TRPV1 channel activator.

He whispered the name and effects of each essential oil, but there was one thing he didn't mention: the placebo effect has never been ruled out in modern medical experiments.

A few drops of the prepared essential oil were applied to Zheng Ye's back.

"Guoguo, Xiaoye, massage the Bladder Meridian of Foot Taiyang."

Zhao Xiaochui checked Zheng Ye's pulse to observe his absorption, while watching the girls' movements.

When the four girls, who were completely focused, started playing at the same frequency:
"Brother Zheng, breathe in sync with their movements." Zheng Ye said with a wry smile, "Little Hammer, it's uncomfortable down there."

Fortunately, the 100,000-level massage bed had all the functions, and Zhao Xiaochui quickly made adjustments.

What about now?

“The hammer is working at the same frequency,” Zheng Ye replied in a muffled voice, “but my mind is a mess.”

Zhao Xiaochui understood this as well. He could control himself with two beautiful female technicians, but now there were four. He himself would also have trouble keeping his mind wandering.

Fortunately, he greeted Li Muqingfeng before coming in.

I gently tapped the invisible earpiece twice.

The background music in the 'Rock' room immediately changed.

Theta-Binaural Beats can significantly reduce amygdala activity (a study on binaural beats was published by Stanford University Medical Center in 2017).

While waiting for Zheng Ye to calm down, Zhao Xiaochui came up behind Xiao Ye and placed his right hand on her back.

“Feel it with your heart.”

The petite and delicate Ono blushed slightly and quickly followed the instructions.

Gradually, her slightly flushed and shy expression began to change, turning into surprise and shock.

"What does it feel like?"

A masculine scent wafted in his ear, but Ono Yoshimi was oblivious, muttering as he replied, "Cedar, there's a bit too much cedar."

At this moment, Ono, like the girls in the women's club, is going from 'learning' the calling technique to getting to the basics of it.

Once they step through this door, aside from lacking in-depth chemical knowledge, each of them can become an unparalleled essential oil fragrance engineer by observing how customers absorb essential oils.

After releasing Ono, Zhao Xiaochui did the same to Puff until she also completed the initial steps, then let the two of them leave quietly.

With two hands missing, Zheng Ye gradually relaxed with the help of the unique music.

Under the guidance of Guoguo and Tangtang, the undulations of his body gradually blended into the two women's techniques.

As he drifted back into a half-dreaming, half-awake state, he was unaware that he had already 'learned' the incantation of calling out.

Zhao Xiaochui gripped his wrist again:
"Sister Guoguo, massage the Shenshu acupoint in a circular motion with the base of your palm."

"Sister Tangtang, press the Mingmen acupoint vertically with your thumb."

Previously, out of caution, all the girls' techniques were meridian rubbing. Now they have "entered the door" of the breathing technique, and even if they are not familiar with the specific techniques, they can use this to guide the acupoint stimulation.

Zhao Xiaochui carefully examined the techniques of the two technicians and completed the final adjustments to the essential oil formula.

After confirming that everything was in order, he quietly left the "Rock" room.

Half an hour later, Zheng Ye, bent over and carrying the departure gift, left Relaxing Walk furtively.

After seeing the guests off, Zhao Xiaochui finally relaxed.

At this moment, faced with the complex medical case of the big star, he finally had a sliver of confidence.

In a great mood, Zhao Xiaochui declined the late-night snack invitation from the bespectacled female academic genius and took 12 girls to Baoduwang instead.

He could still tell the difference between a single tree and the entire forest.

Of course, that was a joke; he mainly just found it troublesome.

"Liu Li..."

With lots of women, there's never a shortage of excitement.

In what resembled a private room in a duck farm, Zhao Xiaochui finished off his third plate of mutton tail fat before pulling Liu Li aside to whisper something:

"Come back to my dorm with me tonight."

(End of this chapter)