Tables made of sandalwood were set around the area, adorned with fine wines and delicacies, as groups of guests huddled together, raising their glasses and drinking freely.
On the second-floor corridor, women could be seen leaning against the railings from time to time, their makeup exquisite, with pearls and jade in their hair, and their bodies wrapped in fine silk and satin, their eyes full of enchantment.
If a guest caught their eye, they could go up to the second floor to spend the night together.
The men from the Ding Fire Department looked around excitedly, as if they were country folk entering the city for the first time.
With the government coffers empty, they usually only went to brothels or private kilns to relax, and rarely visited such "high-end places" since just the Tea Service Fee could amount to a month's salary.
Where have they ever enjoyed the "public funded visit to courtesans" treatment?
