Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Lin Feng was stumped by the question.

He then waved his hand, "It's nothing, if you don't know, that's fine, you don't need to know."

"Oh, okay." Although Zhao Erniu didn't understand, he obediently stopped asking questions and focused on the snacks on the table.

It was getting late, around 8 p.m.

The atmosphere inside Wangchun Pavilion grew increasingly lively.

The soft light from the octagonal glass lanterns hanging from the beams and eaves shines through the colorful lampshades, casting dappled shadows.

Red veils hung around the stage in the center of the hall, casting shadows and adding to the allure.

The sounds of string and wind instruments had somehow become melodious and lingering, like weeping and lamenting.

The lobby on the first floor was crowded with people, mostly well-dressed men, including the sons of local wealthy merchants, merchants passing by, and even a few martial artists in tight-fitting clothes with strong auras.

The reputation of the courtesan Xueyao is clearly quite attractive in Yongguan County.

As a clear and melodious pipa melody rose to a high pitch, several graceful dancers in brightly colored clothes stepped onto the stage and began to dance to the music.

Meanwhile, on the second-floor corridor, several maids carrying flower baskets were scattering handfuls of fresh flower petals from upstairs.

In an instant, the hall was filled with the fragrance of flowers, bringing the atmosphere to its peak.

The madam appeared on the second floor at just the right moment, clapped her hands, and the music stopped for a moment.

She glanced around, a smile on her face that seemed to melt ice and snow, and raised her voice:

"I'm sorry to have kept you gentlemen waiting. I'm sure you've all been eagerly anticipating this, haven't you?"

She paused deliberately, building up the anticipation, before raising her voice, "Now let us welcome the top courtesan of Wangchun Pavilion, the number one courtesan in Yongguan County, Miss Xueyao."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone's eyes were focused on the beaded boudoir on the second floor, directly opposite the stage.

A soft rustling sound came from the beaded curtain as a slender, fair hand gently parted it.

A woman dressed in a moon-white floor-length gown, with a graceful figure, slowly walked out, supported by two maids, and leaned against the vermilion railing on the second floor.

Her face was covered by a thin white veil, revealing only a pair of eyes as clear as autumn water.

The madam herself stepped forward and gently removed the veil from the woman's face.

A beautiful and delicate face appeared before everyone's eyes.

With skin so smooth and delicate, and features so exquisite, she was none other than the courtesan Xueyao.

However, in stark contrast to the bustling noise throughout the building, Xueyao's face showed no joy whatsoever; instead, it was pale and somewhat wan.

Her eyes were lowered, her lips were tightly pressed together, and her face was blank, even carrying a hint of undisguised humiliation and resistance. She looked like a lifeless jade sculpture, a stark contrast to the atmosphere of the brothel around her.

Her fingers unconsciously gripped the railing tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

The madam ignored Xueyao's expression.

Her smile widened, and she turned to the guests who were eagerly waiting downstairs, saying loudly:

"As you all see, this is the treasure of our Wangchun Pavilion, Miss Xueyao."

Today is the auspicious day for Miss Xueyao's "combing" ceremony.

As for tonight, who will be fortunate enough to be Xueyao's first guest and personally 'bleed' for her...?" She deliberately dragged out her words and said again, "That depends on which of you gentlemen offers the highest price and the most sincerity."

"Stop your damn nonsense and get started!" a fat man with a face full of scars shouted impatiently.

"Exactly, I've been waiting forever, I've been wanting to kiss this little beauty's cherry lips for ages."

"Tsk tsk, that face, that figure, I have to get my hands on her tonight no matter what."

"Hehe, it's still uncertain who will emerge victorious."

This Xueyao is destined to be mine.

The foul language from downstairs came in like a tidal wave, without any attempt to conceal it.

Xueyao's face seemed to turn even paler, and her body trembled almost imperceptibly.

The madam was quite satisfied with all of this; this was exactly the kind of screaming effect she wanted.

She smiled and raised her hand again to signal for quiet:

"Since you gentlemen can't wait any longer, let's begin."

The starting bid for Xueyao's virginity is one thousand taels of silver.

Now, let's begin!

As soon as the madam finished speaking, the audience erupted in uproar.

"I'll offer 1,500 taels!"

"Two thousand taels!"

"Three thousand taels"

"Four thousand taels"

"Four thousand five hundred taels"

The bidding was in full swing.

But after the price reached four thousand taels, the number of bidders decreased.

"Six thousand taels, let's see who can compete with me now."

Just as everyone was arguing fiercely, a fat, middle-aged man stood up.

The entire room fell silent. Six thousand taels was no small sum, and everyone present chose to give up.

They're not willing to spend too much on the right of first night.

They would be willing to spend more if they could buy it.

The Wangchun Pavilion was brightly lit, and the madam, dressed in brocade robes, was smiling so much that the powder on her face was about to fall off.

The madam asked again, "Is there anyone offering a higher price?"

Just then, Lin Feng's voice came from the second floor, "Six thousand five hundred taels."

Upon hearing this, the madam beamed with joy; she knew Lin Feng was a big spender.

"Gentlemen, is there anything even better?"

Everyone shook their heads, deciding to skip the first time; they would come back after that.

These days, fallen petals are worthless.

"Okay, congratulations..."

Just as the madam was about to finalize the deal, a sharp crack came from the second floor. Xueyao slammed down her teacup: "I'm not selling!"

Everyone was taken aback.

The madam's expression changed drastically, and she whispered, "What's wrong with you, you little hussy?"

Do you know what six thousand five hundred taels of silver means?

Xueyao knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face: "Mother, please, I really don't want to... I don't want to be with that young master Lin."

Clearly, Lin Feng's blunt words, spoken during their first meeting, made her very uncomfortable.

The madam sneered, "I spent a fortune to buy you, raise you, and teach you back then, not so you could act like this. If you don't comply tonight, don't blame me for being impolite."

You know what I'm capable of."

"Mom, I'll earn it slowly."

"Make money? You're 19 already, how many years can you make that kind of money?"

Once your youth has faded, what value will you have left?

"While you're at the peak of your fame and youth, and can still fetch a good price, why are you pretending to be innocent?"

After saying that, he expressionlessly turned to the two maids beside him and said, "Take her inside."

"Yes"

After Xueyao was led inside, the madam smiled again.

Xueyao was a little shy, after all, it was her first time doing this normally.

Congratulations, Young Master Lin, on winning Xueyao's virginity.

"Gentlemen, besides Xueyao, we have many other beautiful girls."

To celebrate Xueyao's "combing" (a traditional Chinese wedding ceremony), all purchases tonight will be 10% off.

After saying that, the madam hurriedly came to Lin Feng with a smile.

"Young Master Lin, Xueyao is yours tonight."

Lin Feng nodded: "What should I do if I don't have enough money, madam?"

Upon hearing this, the madam's face immediately darkened. Just as she was about to speak, her eyes lit up when she saw that Lin Feng had a transparent crystal ball the size of a billiard ball in his hand.