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Sinking Heart Pavilion.

Bing-Er got up early in the morning. After dressing up, she walked out of the room. This time, she did not wear a veil, because the majority of the men who came here to enjoy the music and dance rarely came here to find women for the night. Furthermore, in the beginning, she was very famous, and the number of men who came to meet her was countless, but because of the quick thinking and the fact that she often wore a veil, people often thought that she was a faceless person. Over time, those men lost interest in her, and now that the men had almost forgotten about her, she did not wear a veil either, because no one knew that she was Liu Bing'er.

Today was the first day of Liang Zhu's promotional day. Peony had already invited all the painters in the capital to the Blossom Heart Pavilion as per her orders. Let them paint a picture in the story of Liang Zhu. In addition, Zhu Yingtai and the pomegranate dressed up as Liang Shan Bo. They stood side by side, letting the painters draw for Liang Zhu using their own imagination and their own as the model.

In the hall, behind a dozen tables stood a painter. Painting.

Bing'er walked by the painter's side, nodding her head in satisfaction every time she got there. The artists in the capital were indeed extraordinary. Their painting skills were superb, and their paintings were almost always so vivid that they could express the meaning of Liang Zhu's story.

Aunt Mei was standing on the stage on the second floor with the help of two maidservants, looking at the painters and Bing'er. A faint smile appeared on his face. She didn't know what Bing-Er wanted with all these painters, but she knew she wouldn't be disappointed. It was as if she could see a lot of silver notes flying towards her from Bing-Er's body.

When the painters had finished painting, Bing'er told them to write their own names on the bottom of the painting. She also asked them to write a line of words at the bottom of the painting, which was, "Liang Zhu" would be performed at the Pavilion of Gravity's Hall tomorrow.

Bing'er asked each of them to draw 100 identical paintings, and bought the paintings for 10 taels of silver.

As soon as Bing-Er finished talking, Peony pulled Bing-Er aside by her sleeve. They were both quiet and nervous.

"Bing-Er, ten taels of silver for a painting. If a person wants to draw a hundred paintings, it would be a thousand taels of silver. There are about a hundred people here, which would be a hundred thousand taels of silver."

Bing'er calmly looked at Peony and asked, "I know, it's only 100,000 taels of silver." "What's wrong?"

Peony looked at Bing-Er in surprise. A hundred thousand taels of silver! How could Bing-Er say that?

She grabbed Bing-Er's sleeve again, "Bing-Er, one hundred thousand taels of silver! Where the hell did we get so much money from?"

Bing'er smiled, and then she looked up to see Aunt Mei standing on the second floor. "Don't worry, Aunt Mei will help us out with these hundred thousand taels of silver."

"Aunt Mei?" Peony followed Bing'er's gaze and looked at Aunt Mei doubtfully. "She will pay a hundred thousand taels of silver?"

"Of course, because the 100,000 silver would bring her more benefits." Bing'er said confidently to Peony.

"But, even without these painters, we would still be able to reap great benefits! Moreover, these 100,000 silver were taken out by us for nothing. One hundred thousand silver taels, when will we earn it back? " Peony muttered in a low voice. She was full of confidence in her performance this time, but 100,000 taels seemed to be a bit too much.

Bing'er reached out her hand to pat Peony's shoulder and comforted her, "Don't worry, a hundred thousand taels is a small sum. We will get it back soon."

"How fast? How can I take it back? " Bing-Er didn't seem to care. It made Peony angry. 100,000 silver taels was not a small amount. Bing-Er just laughed it off.

"Of course it was taken back from the customer." Bing-Er looked at Peony with a smile.

Peony looked at Bing-Er in confusion.

Looking at Peony's puzzled expression, Bing'er let out a helpless sigh. She pursed her lips and asked, "How much are we getting now?"

"One hundred silver." Peony answered Bing'er.

"Tonight's ticket price is one hundred and fifty taels." After saying that, Bing'er turned and left, leaving Peony standing there in a daze. She didn't want to explain to Peony what it was like to be a sheep, so she let Peony figure it out.

It wasn't until the 1800s that the painters finished.

Peony, Red Dust and the others carried all the paintings to Bing'er and placed them on the table. Peony pointed at the pictures on the table and looked at Bing'er. "It's all done. What should we do now?"

Bing'er didn't even look at the drawing on the table and said lightly, "Hong Chen, Ling Long, you two call everyone into the hall, including Aunt Mei and the two maidservants beside her.

Hong Chen and Ling Long looked at each other, and then both of them went up to the second floor to call everyone into the hall.

Aunt Mei sat on the chair and looked at Bing'er calmly.

Seeing that everyone was present, Bing'er said slowly, "Each of you take the ten paintings and bring them to the street. Send every single one of them to everyone on the street and tell them that we will put on the 'Liang Zhu' show tomorrow." Ask them to come and watch.

Peony, pomegranate and the others looked at each other. Bing-Er actually asked them to send a ten silver portrait to everyone at will!

"Still not going?" Bing'er looked at the unmoving pomegranates and peonies. Right now, they were the main girls of all the girls in the Sinking Heart Pavilion. If they didn't want to move, the other girls wouldn't dare to take their paintings to the streets.

The pomegranate and peony looked at each other, then helplessly walked to the table. No one took out ten paintings and walked out of Clear Heart Pavilion. When the others saw Peony and Pomegranate leaving with the painting, they all went up to them and left the building with the painting. Even the two maidservants that served Aunt Mei and Ling Long left with the painting.

There were nearly a thousand paintings on the table, and not a single one was left. The smile on Bing-Er's face gradually widened. She was just waiting for the effect of the advertisement.

The sun was setting. The sky had already darkened. Bing-Er stretched her back and went up to the second floor.

"Who's the boss here?" A domineering and domineering woman's voice came from outside the door to the hall.

Bing'er stood on the second floor and turned around to look at Aunt Mei. Then, they both looked at the entrance of the hall and saw a girl wearing a noble maid attire walking into the hall. She was standing in the hall and looking at the building's decorations with disdain.

"I'm asking you, who's the boss here?" The young maid looked at Aunt Mei arrogantly as she asked.

Aunt Mei looked at the young maid with displeasure. She had been in the Clear Heart Pavilion for so many years, so what kind of person hadn't she seen before? How could she allow the young maid to look at her with such an arrogant gaze?

"This old one is the boss of Blink Pavilion." Aunt Mei replied coldly.

"Oh, so you're the boss here." The young maid sized up the setting of the Clear Heart Pavilion while walking up to Aunt Mei.

When the maidservant arrived in front of Aunt Mei, she took out a stack of banknotes from her bosom, "Tomorrow night, I will take care of this." At the end of her sentence, she seemed to be afraid that she wouldn't know what a booking meant, so she kindly explained to Aunt Mei, "In other words, only my Miss and Young Master are watching Liang Zhu in the whole pavilion today."