As for these things, they are useful anyway. There are so many confidantes around me, so at least I can give them gifts when I meet them in the future.

The ladies and ladies around them suddenly exclaimed, casting strange glances from time to time:

"What a scumbag, you actually bought so much."

"What do you know? This is called charm. Is it unusual for a young and rich young man like him to have ten concubines in his house?"

"Yes, look at the wealthy and powerful people in the city. There isn't any family that doesn't have hundreds of wives and concubines. This young master only has ten wives. He is so single-minded."

"And everyone has gifts, which are good for all women. It's so enviable."

"Hey, it's a pity that I'm already married, otherwise I would have wanted to recommend myself to the bed mat."

"Can you go and give it a try? What if I have a good wife?"

…

Zu An's head was black. At this time, the shopkeeper packed all kinds of rouge and gouache in exquisite boxes and handed them over: "Sir, this is your thing. I don't know where you live. We can arrange for someone to deliver it."
Chapter completed!