"Thirty taels!"
"One hundred taels!"
"Three hundred taels!"
"..."
Jinger, with her alluring figure and soft, melodious voice, quickly captured the hearts of the men present. The bidding had started at thirty taels and had already reached three hundred. The madam of the house was grinning so hard her face was etched with wrinkles.
"Five hundred taels! My fine gentlemen, any higher bids?"
"Five hundred and fifty taels!"
Whether they had the money or not, everyone felt the urge to stand up and shout, if only to feel a sense of participation. They knew this woman was not someone they could realistically claim—the powerful men in the front row hadn't spoken yet, so they could safely throw out their own bids.
"Do you know the history of this Jinger?" Jia Lingyun heard some men whispering behind him and turned to ask.
"What history?"
"She was the wife of the wealthy merchant Zhang Gen. Her real name is Zhou Jing. She isn't just a beauty; her true asset is her sharp mind. Zhang Gen's entire business was managed by her. It’s a pity that scoundrel Zhang Gen was hopeless—he gambled every day, squandering his vast fortune until not only was he broke, he even mortgaged his wife, Zhou Jing, to Huaman Building!"
"The part that really makes people jealous is... heh heh... that Zhang Gen is useless in bed. There’s a good chance he never even consummated the marriage with Zhou Jing!"
Chapter 69