CHAPTER 278: CHAPTER 278 BACKYARD BLOSSOM

Pig fat?

Nezha rubbed his fingers and couldn’t help but say, "Miss, you are truly taking a unique approach. I admire that."

Jiang Xiao laughed, "So, are you in or not? If you’re willing, I can dance for you before we start. I learned it properly from a master in our building."

Only then did Nezha notice that Jiang Xiao had a small piece of gold leaf on the mole at the corner of her eye, shining brightly, her skin almost translucent white.

Jiang Xiao blushed, looking at Nezha in the darkness, her gaze almost melting.

She gently punched Nezha’s chest, shifted her position, and said coyly, "You’re so annoying, still saying you don’t want it."

Nezha could only smile wryly and gently pushed the girl away.

Although the girl was beautiful and quite aggressive, he wasn’t used to intruding on friends’ wives’ backyards.

He said, "Thank you for your kindness, miss."

"You don’t want to?"

Nezha answered truthfully and sincerely.

Jiang Xiao blushed, her eyes welled up with tears. She said, "What should I do then? I haven’t earned enough silver for today."

Nezha thought, even though it’s chaotic and silver is hard to come by, you’ve taken at least seven clients today, how much silver is enough?

"Miss Jiang Xiao, may I boldly ask, how much silver does it cost for one trip to the backyard?"

Jiang Xiao replied, "It depends, one client at a time. Some who like to watch me dance, I can earn more from them. But on average, it’s ten copper coins per client."

The last time Nezha spent ten copper coins was for two bowls of lousy meat noodles in Outer World Town.

He vaguely remembered that every time he went to the Spring Breeze Building to talk to Yumao’er, just holding her hand and chatting, or having the chubby cat play a couple of tunes would cost him enough to enter Jiang Xiao’s backyard hundreds of times.

"That’s really tough, huh."

"Yes."

Nezha took out a piece of loose silver from his pocket, not much, just enough for Jiang Xiao’s two days’ work.

Sure enough, Jiang Xiao’s face lit up with joy as she took the silver, jumped back on the bed, lifted her skirt, revealing her round, white buttocks.

"What are you doing, granny!" Nezha was so shocked that he rushed over to grab her skirt and cover her bottom.

"Why? You’ve given the silver, wouldn’t it be a loss if we don’t do it?"

"Granny, you are my sister-in-law, this is inappropriate!"

Jiang Xiao pouted and threw a tantrum, saying, "If you don’t want it, then take your silver back."

"What nonsense is this?"

Jiang Xiao said, "I’m a prostitute, not a beggar. What does it mean if you give me silver for no reason?"

Nezha glanced at the package in Jiang Xiao’s hand and thought, could that be the pig fat she mentioned earlier?

My god.

Don’t see what’s improper, don’t think improper thoughts.

Nezha said, "In that case, just chat with me for a while."

"Alright, but you better not go back on your word."

"I swear I won’t."

Nezha quickly got off the bed, not caring about his wet and sticky pants, and sat down at the table.

The girl sat opposite him, the moonlight falling right on her face.

Nezha asked, "How long have you known the monk?"

"About three months. We met during a temple fair. He was debating with the old monks in the temple about worldly matters, past and future. Those old monks, with their long beards, couldn’t argue with him and were stammering. He’s amazing." When the girl talked about Wu Xiang, her eyes sparkled with excitement.

He laughed, "So now you plan to marry no one but him?"

"How could that be? There are lots of smart and talented people in the world. If he doesn’t treat me well, I won’t bother with him." Jiang Xiao said this as if it was self-evident.

Nezha nodded, "You’re right. Then what happened next?"

"Of course, it’s the hero saving the beauty, or rather the monk saving the prostitute, haha." The girl covered her mouth and laughed, "At that time, our building’s procurer had just finished with my backyard, got aroused, and forced me for my first time. I didn’t want to, so he hit me. If Wu Xiang hadn’t come, I would have been beaten to death."

"So..."

"Of course not, I told him saving me once is useless. As long as I stay here, I’d still be forced into doing something I don’t want. Many clients are like that, I’ve had several close calls."

Jiang Xiao grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds from the table, laughed, "But our monk, he’s truly too kind. When I told him this, he took me away, gave me food, bought me new clothes. He’s better to me than my own parents. And you know what, despite his abilities, he doesn’t earn much. The last time we were in a big town, he couldn’t even beg for food for two days. I had to sell myself to get food for him, but he wouldn’t accept it, so he went into the mountains to help people carry stones and do hard labor. He worked until he was dizzy with exhaustion..."

Indeed, the girl was beautiful and talkative, and Nezha listened with great interest, though he wasn’t sure how much of what she said was true.

After all, considering Wu Xiang’s skills and endurance, it’s unlikely he’d get dizzy from carrying a few stones. He could probably go ten years without eating if he wanted.

"He said he’d liberate me, let me become a Buddha. But aren’t monks all men? How can a woman become a monk? Isn’t he funny?"

Nezha nodded, laughing, "In the daytime, he tried to persuade me to stop eating meat. I thought about it all night and decided people eat meat, and so do tigers. Even if I stop, tigers will still eat meat. Why doesn’t he go and persuade tigers and wolves not to kill?"

"You’re a person, a tiger is a tiger. How can that be the same?"

"The monk also said that all beings are like cattle and horses, so how is it different for people and tigers?"

Jiang Xiao said, "Well, at least tigers wouldn’t be interested in my backyard. Except for monks, all men are the same."

"That’s a bit too broad a statement."

Jiang Xiao continued, "What, do you think you’re different from others?"

Nezha, puzzled, "There has to be some difference, right?" He thought to himself, I haven’t had my way with you, after all.

Jiang Xiao said, "You actually want to, but you just held back."

Nezha responded, "Any man would think about it, wouldn’t he? Does that mean the monk doesn’t think about it?"

Jiang Xiao shook her head, "When I was on top of him, he recited the Sutra of Salvation. It made both of us not want it. But when hunger hit the next day, I had no choice. I really can’t live without men."

Hearing this, Nezha nodded, "So when the world is in chaos, productivity doesn’t develop, and there will be no shortage of prostitutes?"

"I don’t understand what you’re saying."

"You don’t, but the monk will. When dawn comes, you can tell him what I said."

Jiang Xiao didn’t wait for dawn; she ran out immediately, spent a long time talking to the monk, and then returned with a joyful pace.

Nezha, still waiting at the table, asked when the girl came back, "What did the monk say?"