Guo Qian also stood under the scorching sun on the school field for a whole day today, and a sour military uniform is still thrown under the bed, the most unfortunate, if you accept Xuanjing as a horse boy, you don't have to worry about this laundry quilt in the future!

What's more, Guo Qian's father is only a candidate in Diji, and his annual income is only more than 100 taels of silver, plus some usual gray income, and the family is really not a rich family. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the monthly case of five taels of silver per month in the Shaolin Club is actually a big expense for Guo Qian, so Guo Qian urgently needs to find another stupid hat to help him share this cost.

If Xuan Jing becomes his horse boy, then in addition to handing over five taels of silver to the Shaolin Club every month, Xuan Jing also needs to pay a fee to Guo Qian, which is Guo Qian's real wishful thinking.

The reason why Guo Qian is so concerned about the affairs of the Shaolin Society, in the final analysis, is still thinking about how much benefit he can get from this Shaolin Society, since he has paid five taels of silver every month, then if Guo Qian pays these five taels of silver, Guo Qian will be distressed to death, and he is eager to develop the downline, for this reason.

Xuan Jing put down his chopsticks, stood up lazily, and turned to look at the two people in front of him, he was not going to clash with anyone today, provided that these people didn't touch their bottom line!

"Brother Song, right? Brother Guo has already told me about the Shaolin Club, so I don't need to trouble you to say it again. ”

Xuan Jing said and took out a silver ticket from his sleeve, a Wantong silver promissory note with a denomination of fifty taels of silver, and any Wantong number in Kyushu can be seen and exchanged.

"Brother Song, here is fifty taels of silver, even if it is my ten-month membership fee, I think in the future, there should be no one to trouble me again, right?"

Song Ji and Guo Qian on the opposite side were stunned, they had originally prepared a bunch of rhetoric to persuade Xuan Jing to join the club, or if Xuan Jing was a dead brain, Song Ji even prepared a few powerful but non-hurting kung fu to show it, so that this little barbarian could completely surrender.

However, all this is of no use to Xuan Jing, as soon as people come up, they directly pay the membership fee for ten months, doesn't Song Ji just want money?

Okay, I'll give it to you, you don't have anything to say this time!

And Xuan Jing also reminded Song Ji by the way, he is also a member of the Shaolin Association now, and in the future, if there is still someone to harass Xuan Jing in the Jingluo Academy, then he will slap Song Ji in the face again.

Yi Ye was behind Song Ji, seeing this scene, he was so surprised that he almost dropped his jaw to the ground, he never thought that Xuan Jing would swallow his anger like this, is this really the same person as the white-haired demon king who drank and killed in the Baihualou that day?

"You kid, why don't you know what to do! Brother Song is ......"

Guo Qian's words were not finished, but he was interrupted by Song Ji beside him with a gesture.

"Good! The little brother is really a cheerful person, since you have paid the dues, you will be considered a brother of the Shaolin Association in the future, I Song Ji is here to guarantee that in the Jingluo Academy, absolutely no one will trouble you! ”

Anyway, Song Ji has also been mixed in Fengdu for some years, whether it is vision or generosity, it is not comparable to the son of an emperor like Guo Qian, although Xuanjing just now agreed to join the club and paid the membership dues in full, but Song Ji could see that in Xuanjing's eyes, there was not the slightest fear and flattery.

This kind of calm bearing should not have appeared in this teenage boy, Song Ji could feel that the young man in front of him might not need his own protection at all, he took out fifty taels of silver, just to buy a clean one, as long as the Shaolin Club stopped pestering him to say anything about joining the club, this young man would definitely pay the dues in a fraction.

For Song Ji, this is now a more acceptable result, after all, this is Zuo Weiwei's camp, not on the streets of Fengdu, if something really happens, it will not end well.

Song Ji patted Xuan Jing on the shoulder, meaning that he had approved Xuan Jing to join the Shaolin Society, and then put the silver ticket into his arms, turned around, and walked back to his group of brothers with Guo Qian.

Of course, what Song Ji didn't know was that in Xuan Jing's heart, Song Ji had been classified as a man who was only worth fifty taels of silver.

Although Xuan Jing also knew that Song Ji was just at the beginning of the establishment of the gang, he used some subordinate means to forcibly increase the strength of the gang, but Xuan Jing believes that the eldest husband was born between heaven and earth, and he did something and did nothing, what is the difference between the Shaolin Club founded by Song Ji and the gangsters who collect protection money on the street?

This kind of man, even if he has some patterns, I'm afraid it is very limited, it's a pity that he has a good martial arts.

And when Guo Qian was leaving, he glared at Xuan Jing fiercely, in Guo Qian's heart, Xuan Jing should have been a fat sheep under his hands, but now Xuan Jing directly handed over the fee to Song Ji, which made Guo Qian very crazy, he didn't get any benefits, how could this work!

Seeing that the two of them had finally left, Xuan Jing sighed softly, turned around and sat down, although the food was a little cold, Xuan Jing was still ready to finish it.

Although Xuan Jing grew up in Prince Cheng's mansion since he was a child, it does not mean that Xuan Jing has any extravagant and wasteful habits.

On the contrary, whether it is Prince Cheng or the princess, they all uphold this concept of diligence and thrift in the education of Xuanjing.

And Xuan Jing himself has been wandering outside in the past few years, and he has also seen a lot of squatting beings, when some people from the princess family lamented that they did not auction their beloved antiques at auctions, the beggars in the neighborhood next door to them may not even be able to eat a leftover.

Xuanjing sometimes can't figure out what contributions those so-called noble children have to the country and the people, why are they born with glory and wealth, while most of the people work all their lives, but in the end they don't even have a place to stay?

"Master Xuan, this bearing just now is really admired by the younger brother!" Rao Chen's words were filled with some appreciation.

In Rao Chen's opinion, having strong strength is not enough to be respected, but being able to perfectly control his emotions is the most terrifying, and Xuan Jing in front of him has done a good job in what happened just now!

Xuan Jing smiled faintly, "Brother Rao is the real master, even that Song Ji didn't dare to invite Brother Rao to join the Shaolin Club, it seems that he is still afraid of Brother Rao!" ”

Rao Chen was silent, his family's strength in Fengdu is indeed not as simple as it seems, but there are not many people until this matter, Xuan Jing just made a judgment on his strength through Song Ji's eyes and attitude just now, it seems that this white-haired young man really can't be underestimated!