Chapter 109 Private Show
"Mom, I can't dance anymore. Those men didn't see enough tonight, so they will come back next time to watch the show and continue to support Xunfang Pavilion's business. If I let them see enough in one go, then they won't care about my dancing no matter how good it is."
It’s not that Qianhuan doesn’t want to earn the extra ten taels of silver, but she understands the principle of modern hunger marketing. The less she satisfies them, the more they will want to see, and the next business will be even more popular.
"Hey, Miss Feiyan, why does it feel like what you said makes sense to me?" After hearing what she said, Mother Yang thought about it for a while and then listened to her.
Qianhuan continued, "Mother Yang, go out and tell everyone that Miss Hongyu will be performing again at the end of the month. If everyone really likes Miss Hongyu, please come and show your support at the end of the month."
So Mother Yang hurried downstairs to comfort the male guests.
Mother Yang said to everyone with a slightly apologetic tone: "My dear gentlemen, my dear Miss Hongyu said that she will perform on stage again at the end of the month. If you really like her, then please come to Xunfang Pavilion to support her."
When the male guests heard Mother Yang say this, they all cheered enthusiastically: "Okay, we will definitely come to support Miss Hongyu at the end of the month."
Mother Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that everyone had been comforted.
At this time, her personal maid Chuntao came over again and said anxiously: "Mother Yang, Master Lin'an said that he wanted to invite Miss Hongyu to perform a dance in the private room, and specifically asked her to dance the long silk fan dance that she performed in the last courtesan competition."
Qianhuan had already changed back into her own clothes and was just about to start removing her makeup when Mother Yang came rushing over again.
"Fei Yan, don't take off your makeup yet. Mom is in big trouble and you have to step in to fix it."
"Mother Yang, what on earth is making you so anxious?"
"It's like this. Young Master Lin'an is a frequent visitor to our Xunfang Pavilion. He paid a large sum of money and specifically asked Hongyu to go to the private room to dance the long silk fan dance that she danced in the last courtesan dance competition. You know Hongyu, she doesn't know how to dance the long silk fan dance at all. You must help your mother this time." Mother Yang said anxiously.
"Mother Yang, didn't we agree before that if there are customers, I don't need to come out to deal with them?"
Qianhuan didn't want to cause trouble. It would be bad if she was discovered. She wasn't afraid of having her reputation ruined, as it wasn't shameful for her to make money with her expertise. But her parents would definitely care and would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood.
"We did make an appointment in advance, but today's situation is special. Usually, guests come to Hongyu to drink a little wine and sing a song. Even if they ask her to dance, she can barely handle it. But Master Lin'an asked her to dance the fan dance for the competition that day. Mom really can't handle it this time. In the entire Xunfang Pavilion, no one except you can dance that dance. Just help mom, and mom will give you more money, is that all right?"
Mother Yang really didn't want to offend this Young Master Lin'an, as he was their big money sponsor and often brought his friends to visit their Xunfang Pavilion.
"Who is this young master from Lin'an? How much did he pay to watch the dance?" Although dancing in a private room was a bit risky, it was not impossible to consider it if the money paid was high.
"This young master Lin'an's family is a famous wealthy businessman in Qingxi County. His family runs many businesses. I heard that he has relatives who are officials in the capital. I really can't afford to offend such a person. He offered Hongyu a hundred taels of silver to dance tonight." Mother Yang explained.
"Okay, I'll help mom this time. But the reward of one hundred taels of silver must be mine."
"Of course, the reward money for your performance will belong to you. I have asked Chuntao to bring your long silk dance fan. Please change into your dance clothes and shoes and follow me."
Mother Yang agreed immediately. He was the God of Wealth. If she served him well, she would be able to earn back a lot of money.
So Qianhuan followed Mother Yang to the private room, and today Ji Feng could only wait for him a little longer.
After entering the private room, Qianhuan was dumbfounded when she saw the nobleman sitting at the top. Wasn't this the Young Master Chu from Zuixianju? It turned out that Young Master Chu was the Young Master Lin'an that Yang's mother had mentioned.
Qianhuan followed Mother Yang in with a nervous look on her face. Although she was wearing a veil and was confident in her makeup skills, it was a close contact after all, so she was still a little worried that Master Chu would recognize her.
She secretly glanced at Chu Yichen who was sitting at the top. She saw that he was wearing a crescent-shaped white robe and a jade crown of the same color on his head. The jade pendant hanging around his waist was obviously worth a fortune. His outfit looked very noble. He was indeed a wealthy man.
He was not the only one in the room. Next to him sat a young man in a scarlet robe with a nonchalant look on his face.
Qianhuan guessed that this person should be the young man who helped her out that day. She was wearing a veil that day, and the white veil partially blocked her vision, so she couldn't see the person clearly.
When I saw him today, I realized that he was also very handsome, but his handsomeness was completely different from that of Young Master Yi Chen. Just by looking at the way he was dressed, I could tell that he had a somewhat flamboyant personality.
Qianhuan thought of what Shopkeeper Zhou had said during the day, that Young Master Chu was accompanying his cousin, and she thought that this young official from the capital must be Young Master Chu's cousin.
Qianhuan took a quick look at him and thought: He is indeed a noble young man from the capital. The scarlet clothes he was wearing were obviously made of expensive materials, and the folding fan in his hand was also very delicate. Although he looked sloppy, he had the romantic and suave manner of a noble young man from the capital.
Young Master Chu and the young master also glanced at Qianhuan. Qianhuan saw that Young Master Chu did not have any unusual expression after seeing her, and knew that he did not recognize her at all, so she finally let go of her worries.
"Gentlemen, Miss Hongyu is here. May I ask if we can start dancing now?" Mother Yang said flatteringly to the two gentlemen sitting in the upper seats in the private room.
"Okay, let's start now." The one who responded was Chu Yichen who was sitting at the top.
Following them in was musician Qin, who set up the guzheng in the room, and the two began their performance.
Qianhuan, wearing a veil and holding a long silk fan in her right hand, began to dance gracefully.
She was dancing to the same "Human Fireworks" that she had danced to in the competition that day. She still only used 70% of her dancing skills today, and she still showed some clumsiness.
After the dance was over, Chu Yichen looked at the red-clothed young man beside him and asked, "My cousin Shaoqing, you also watched Miss Sisi's dance at Yichunyuan last night. Now that you are here at Xunfang Pavilion tonight, what do you think of Miss Hongyu's long silk fan dance? How does it compare to the dancers in Kyoto?"
"Miss Hongyu's dancing is indeed the best in Qingxi County, much better than Miss Sisi's. But if compared with the top performer in the largest brothel in Kyoto, there is a big gap. However, I think the music of this dance is very nice." Du Shaoqing's evaluation of Qianhuan's dancing level was without any mercy.
Mother Yang stood aside and smiled awkwardly, "My dear, Qingxi County is just a small place in a remote corner of the mountains. How can it be compared with a place like the capital with outstanding people and beautiful scenery?"
Qianhuan stood in the room without changing her expression. She was not annoyed even though the Red-robed Young Master belittled her.
In this world, there are always people better than you. There is no best, only better.
Besides, she had only used 70% of her dancing skills. If she used her full strength, she felt that her dancing level would not necessarily be much worse than that of the Beijing Dancer. As a singing and dancing host with tens of millions of fans, she still had some confidence in this.