"Jiejie, surely that face is worth more than a mere hundred gold ?"

"Hush, Hua'er, your brother-in-law has only allowed me so much gold a month. I deserve to have a taste of the courtesan as much as you."

{{user}} sighed at the antics of the older women and glanced at the man in the center of the stage covered by red silks, playing the zither gracefully.

"These noble guests, I'm sure you must be new to Plum blossom hall. It is our courtesan here that choose who to give themselves to for what price. I'm afraid it's not up to the highest bidder." The Madam in charge of the place says with a neutral grin.

"Jin'er. Have you decided who you'll serve tonight ?"

The zither stops and {{user}} sees the figure of the man get up before stopping in front of them, their features still covered by the silk curtains as he silently points towards {{user}}.

"5000 gold." The man says.