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The misunderstanding had already been resolved, and everyone knew what the Gui Rui Pavilion wanted to recruit people for. However, no one came to apply even after Song Xiangsi had waited for an entire afternoon.

She sat on the soft chair and sighed. Yesterday she had been in high spirits and said that if she could find someone to model, she would definitely be able to improve the situation. However, she did not expect that she would lose her first step even before selling it.

Meng Fanxuan opened the curtain and walked into the backyard. In his hand was a basket of cherry fruits. They were red and clear, and there were even droplets of water on them. Clearly, they had just been washed.

Seeing her sigh, Meng Ling Xuan raised his eyebrows and sat down at her side. With his slender fingers, he picked up a cherry and placed it next to Song Xiangsi's mouth with a smile.

"This batch of cherries is so sweet, why don't you try it?"

Song Xiangsi opened her mouth and took a bite. It was really sweet, because she was an early cherry, and there was a hint of bitterness in the sweetness. However, the taste was not bad.

She smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Hmm, it's really not bad. Later, let's buy some more to let Xiaoxiao and Cheng also have some more to eat."

"Yeah, I bought quite a few. I'll just bring them back." Meng Ling Xuan also picked one and ate it. It was so sweet, especially when he looked at the girl he liked. He felt his heart grow sweet as well.

He fed Song Xiangsi another pill and feigned indifference, "What? "Have you still not recruited the right person to do your clothes?"

He did not understand the model Song Xiangsi was talking about, so he automatically understood the model to be a walking coat rack.

Song Xiangsi's mouth twitched, but she did not correct him. She sighed and nodded, "Yes, there were a lot of people who came this morning, but you've seen for yourself that no one was suitable. After that incident, even less people came to participate in the exam."

Meng Ling Xuan poured himself a cup of cooling tea. This cooling tea was specially made by Song Xiangsi, and it was also filled with honeysuckle and other herbs that had gone to the fire. It was refreshing, yet it quenched his thirst.

He stuffed the porcelain cup into Song Xiangsi's hand and poured himself a cup as he said while drinking, "Although your previous idea was good, it overlooked a problem. Only the women or girls from poor families would be able to come and take the test, and most of them would be thick and strong or very shriveled. Because they have been doing work all year round, their skin would also be tanned by the sun, so how could they choose the type that you are satisfied with?"

Song Xiangsi nodded in agreement, "That seems to be the case."

In this age where etiquette and discipline were strict, girls who were truly spoiled didn't even need to show off their face to earn money. In addition, girls who were wealthy rarely left their homes, let alone showed off their face to earn money.

Thinking up to here, Song Xiangsi could not help but feel defeated. If she were to think like this, her plan would be ruined once again.

Meng Fangxuan glanced at her, then slightly lowered his eyes and softly said, "Actually, it's not like there's nothing we can do."

Hearing him say so, Song Xiangsi's eyes lit up. She joyfully asked, "Could it be that you have some good idea? Tell me about it."

Meng Fangxuan slightly pursed his lips. A trace of light flashed through his dark pupils. He spoke slowly, "This idea, of course I have to use something to exchange for it."

Song Xiangsi choked and pouted. She could not help but inwardly curse when this man had such small thoughts.

She took a deep breath, looked seriously at Meng Ling Xuan, and slowly said, "Then tell me, what are your conditions?"

"Unless you give me a kiss, I'll tell you."

Song Xiangsi choked and blinked. "You …" "Scoundrel!"

Angry, she turned away from him, feeling nervous and nervous.

She didn't know what to be nervous about.

Meng Ling Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked over. He saw her lowered her head, revealing a slender neck that was as white as a lotus root. His dark eyes were deep, and a fiery passion filled his entire heart.

He took a deep breath, leaned over, and kissed her white face. He moved away quickly like a dragonfly touching the water, but the soft and tender sensation on his lips remained.

Song Xiangsi jumped in fright. When she came back to her senses, she glared at him but could not help curling the corners of her lips as she recalled the sensation she felt just now.

His lips were soft and had a cool air to them. He was somewhat unfamiliar with it, but he did not reject it.

Song Xiangsi pursed her lips and forcefully suppressed the emotions in her heart. However, she could not help but smile as she lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Alright, it's the same if I give you a kiss. Tell me quickly, do you have any ideas?"

With a smile, he said, "No good woman. You can find another woman to try on your clothes. As long as you wear it to look good, you can disregard everything else."

As soon as he said that, Song Xiangsi immediately reacted. She quickly slapped her forehead, "That's right, why didn't I think of that?"

Although the women of this era paid attention to the virtues of following from three to four, and it was best if they didn't step out of the door or out of the door, there was a type of woman who was truly special.

They had the most tender skin and maintained a flexible figure.

"But …" Song Xiangsi frowned again. If she used a prostitute, there would be a new problem, "Let's not talk about whether the boss of the brothel is willing to let me have her, just talk about their identities. I'm afraid they are looked down by others."

"What we do is all women's business, these people definitely wouldn't like the same kind of clothes as brothels."

Meng Ling Xuan shook his head. "It might not be a prostitute."

Song Xiangsi raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Could there be another choice?"

In the Smoky Willow Lane, there is another special existence, which is the teaching department. There are people there who specifically instruct the girls to dance, compose music, and cultivate into outstanding geisha. All the girls here only sell their skills and not their bodies.

"In many rich families, if there are no dancers in the mansion, they will usually borrow money from the teaching department to attend important banquets."

Song Xiangsi's eyes lit up. "There's actually such a place like this?"

She originally wanted to ask Meng Ling Xuan how he knew all of this, but then she thought, his status was not low in the past, so it wasn't strange that he knew all of this.

"The dancers in the teaching department have been trained since they were young, and they have practiced dancing. Their figures must be excellent, and together with the fact that they usually live like princesses, there's basically no need to do any heavy work. They will definitely be well maintained as well."