Qin Wushuang waved his hand: "Not now."
That female brothel keeper's eyes lit up as she said: "Anything else I can do for you?"
"Prepare a table of good dishes and drinks for me, then call the top ten girls from your brothel. Remember, don't try to cheat me and don't try to deal with me."
Stunned, that female brothel keeper knew that this Young Master was not easy to deal with. At the moment, she smiled apologetically: "Young Master, in our Wafting Fragrance Brothel, we don't have the so-called top ten. In here, we have at least thirty or fifty good ones. It's easy to call ten. Only…"
"Only what? Are you afraid that I have no money?"
"Of course not, your big pouch of gold is enough to call twenty. Only, the good girls are popular. Each of them have their own host. Sooner or later they would be called upon. I am afraid that if I called them over, the others would call them back. It would disappoint you."