"Auntie, Auntie, do you know any spider beasts?"
Another day, Su Yan ran to his aunt's bedroom and found Chong Qiong sitting cross-legged.
He excitedly asked his aunt if she knew any spider beasts. He thought of a way to help the brothel make a fortune.
Finally, the brothel did not need to be transformed into a Fox Immortal Temple, Mahjong parlor, or a Dominoes parlor.
But before that, Su Yan needed the help of a spider beast friend.
Otherwise, he would not be able to realize the things he had envisioned in his heart.
"Spider beast?"
Aunt stopped cultivating and looked at Su Yan, standing before her bed with sparkling eyes. With a complicated look, she said, "Why are you doing this?"
"What?"
Su Yan froze when he saw the indescribable expression on his aunt's face, "What's wrong with me? I want to find a spider spirit and ask for some spider silk to weave beautiful clothes. Is it illegal to take spider silk?"
"No, you don't want to!"
Aunt said confidently, "You should be thinking about the spider beast's round and plump body. It's hard to hide the dirty thoughts in your heart. You want to go up and touch her with your hands, but you hesitate because you don't have the courage. You want me to help you hold her down and make her bottom up."
Su Yan was dumbfounded. When he returned to his senses, he put his hands on his aunt's shoulders and shook her crazily.
"Wake up. Have you forgotten what you said on the first day I came to Xiayu? Xia Yu had a complete castration law against outlaws!"
"Will you follow the laws?"
Seeing that Su Yan was jumping up and down quickly, Aunt raised her hand and pressed it on his head, "I'm just teasing you!"
Aunt placed her arm on Su Yan's head and gently lifted her body into the air. She spun in the air and landed steadily on the tea table. She revealed her true appearance as an insect.
"Although I know the spider beast, it lives too far away. If you need spider silk, I can make it for you."
The insect was the Mountain God of Pingfeng Mountain. It looked like a human with two heads. It was the leader of stinging insects and the home of all bees.
This was the rough description of the Insect Race's original form that Su Yan had read at home in the appraisal scroll, Beast Clan, and Monsters.
Su Yan had always thought Insect Auntie's original form was a two-headed wasp.
Only now that he saw his aunt's true form did he realise how ridiculously wrong the book was.
Aunt revealed her original form and landed on the table. She was a spider.
Her body was white and flawless. Pink patterns on the surface of her body to her abdomen formed a charming smile.
Her eight spider legs were as black as ink from the bottom to the knee joints, giving off a feeling of dull paint.
Why did you secretly wear black stockings? I thought I had invented stockings.
Su Yan sighed in his heart as he looked at the young insect before him.
"Hmph."
The insect opened its mouth and spat out the white spider silk before it.
The spider web rolled into a ball under the Insect's control and bounced twice on the ground, showing its extraordinary tenacity.
"Cough cough cough…"
After throwing the spider web ball to Su Yan, aunt got down from the table to clear her throat and complained, "It's been too long since I've made a web, and I almost got stuck in my phlegm. It's so uncomfortable."
To Insect races, the ability to spit web was only used to keep their bodies moist during molting or to build a suitable nest for their newborn Insect babies.
In other battles or hunting, they would spray poison or bite once. There was no chance for them to use the ability to spit web.
Chong Qiong had long since grown up and could not unshell. So far, it was still a single old insect.
In the past three to five hundred years, it has not considered the reproduction problem.
Naturally, it had not used its web-spitting ability for a long time. Once it was unfamiliar, it would get stuck in its throat.
"Auntie, come and have some tea."
Su Yan immediately understood what his aunt was trying to do. He helped her sit at the tea table and personally served the tea to his aunt.
"Oh right, Auntie, look at which girl can do better needlework in our brothel. Introduce one to me for a trial use. I guarantee that I will get you some good business!"
"In the future, we'll spend and earn spirit stones, and our whole family will be rich and healthy, dominating Xia Yu's brothels!" Su Yan said confidently.
As for how to boost the sales of the brothel, Su Yan had been thinking hard for the past few days and had a rough plan!
First of all, dressing up the girls would attract customers who were willing to spend spirit stones.
Considering the tough folk customs in Xia Yu, Su Yan started with black and white stockings as his important strategy.
He asked the girls to remove the trousers under the flat-chested or low-chested traditional dress.
Then, he arranged for the girls to wear a cheongsam and high heels set meal. She would sit on the stage and play the lute gently, playing and singing. They would drive the men crazy!
The girls did not need to work when they were in a bad mood. Su Yan could also be freed from his busy work and work hard to break through to the Foundation Establishment level.
"Regarding needlework skills, Xiao Hong should be good at it, right? She had learned needlework from her mother, who was born in the southern state. With that needlework, she had charmed her husband."
The aunt said after thinking for a while.
Hearing this, Su Yan left his aunt behind and ran to Xiao Hong's bedroom on the second floor.
He pulled Xiao Hong up from the bed and asked her to knit a pair of stockings for him.
However, as soon as Su Yan finished speaking, Xiao Hong's face turned red, and she spat at Su Yan.
Su Yan looked at Xiao Hong in confusion.
Xiao Hong blushed and did not say anything. She just picked up the zither strings on the table and straightened them.
She opened her mouth and flicked her tongue to perform the so-called "needlework" for Su Yan.
In a short moment, Xiao Hong's clever tongue weaved the strings into a gene spiral structure that Su Yan was extremely familiar with. The little fox was dumbfounded.
Xiao Hong covered her face and pushed Su Yan out of the room.
"I knew it. I should have noticed something was wrong when I mentioned the Southern Region. How could there be proper needleworkers in the Southern State? I'm really stupid."
Su Yan was born in the Southern Region. It was a gathering place for beast cultivators in the cultivation world and was under the jurisdiction of the beast sect. It was common for people to fight fiercely there.
During cultivation, they were gambling dogs who skipped classes and took shortcuts.
They would rather be struck by lightning than cultivate hard.
They gambled on having fun in the Ten Thousand Flower Pavilion. If they could not, they could also show their fearlessness.
In such an atmosphere, how could there be any decent girls?
But Xiao Hong's inherited needlework skills were indeed impressive.
After Xiao Hong refused him, Su Yan went to look for the girls who usually played with him.
However, their needlework skills were limited to embroidery. They could only make a patch on their clothes.
You could go to a tailor if you did not have new clothes.
Why did you need to work hard to weave them yourself?
Embroidery was only used to pass the time and overcome one's anxiety. There were no needlework skills.
"I know a little about weaving, but that's all."
The blonde man with blue eyes looked at Su Yan lying on the ground and said, "But I can introduce you to someone. When I lived in the Imperial City, she was the one who weaved the cloth."