When I Sneeze, I Travel to an Ancient Brothel and Work as a Turtle Boss

After a sneeze, I, a social animal with modern education, turned out to be the lowest-ranking turtle in the "Drunken Red Mansion" of the Dasheng Dynasty. Here there is music and singing all night long, with red sleeves swaying, but there is also a strict hierarchy and people's hearts are like a well. As a turtle man, I have seen the absurdity of powerful people spending huge sums of money, and I have also seen through the desolation behind the oiran's smile. I wanted to survive, but modern people's thinking always inadvertently subverts the rules: using the "membership system" to reorganize the accounts, using psychology to mediate the disputes between the girls, and even almost coming up with gunpowder to drive away rats in the backyard. Until I met Su Zhi, a poor woman who only sells her art but not her life. She was like a piece of snow falling in the mud, quiet and fragile. I taught her how to read simplified Chinese characters, and she served me the first cup of hot tea in this strange era. The unspoken understanding between us has become the only shore in this troubled world. However, when she was named by the powerful, when the shadow of the court shrouded the drunken building, I was shocked to realize that Fengyue Field has always been a chess game that cannibalize people. Should he continue to hide and cower, or should he fight for a clean future for her and for the countless "hers" in this building? This time travel may be just for me, the most inconspicuous little person, to sneeze the loudest and shatter a certain era of cannibalism.