Chapter Twenty-Six: To the Holy Martial Arts

The next day, Lan Chen, who walked out of the house, ushered in good news.

Seeing that Xiao Zhou happily handed over a cloth wrap, there were a few scripts in it, and there were a few silver taels.

"Young master, I heard that Yuge sent it over, saying that it was this time to divide the profits, and there were forty taels in it. I also sent a first printed copy. ”

The heavy sense of security made Xiao Zhou smile.

Lan Chen nodded, "It's okay." Six scripts, three or seven profits, but it's only the first few times that I can have this kind of income. ”

At this, the tone was calm, so calm that Xiao Zhou was a little surprised.

Forty taels of silver, it's okay, right?

That's how many years a family has been living in.

It looks like I'll be able to earn this kind of income in the future.

Xiao Zhou blinked his eyes, full of admiration, "The young master is really powerful, he can write a script, and he can earn so much." ”

Lan Chen smiled happily and took out twenty or two of them, "You take these to Zhu Laosan." also let him have a sumptuous dinner, and he will take it as a breeze for you. By the way, I think you can read? ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Nacheng, these books are also given to you, as entertainment when you have nothing to do."

"Thank you, young master." Xiao Zhou's cheeks were slightly red, and he lowered his eyebrows, it was a great blessing to be able to witness Lan Chen's masterpiece with his own eyes.

But Lan Chen also forgot about the one placed at the bottom....... But it's a golden plum.

For initial ignorance, it's really exciting.

After learning about the most famous martial arts halls in Xuzhou from Xiao Zhou's mouth, Lan Chen also walked out of the door.

Due to the existence of 'Qi Neng', the martial arts hall has fallen a lot, but it has also taken on more of the function of 'teaching and educating people'.

After all, the number of supernatural people is pitifully small, and there are more ordinary people.

And what ordinary people can rely on is one move and one style of martial arts.

Those who have completed their studies will go to the guard, to the dart board, and to the first place.

What's more, go to the capital and achieve a hegemony.

The two groups of martial arts practitioners and miracle people are not-for-tat, but they are by no means harmonious.

Just like here in the north of the city, the Holy Martial Arts Hall and the Qi Neng Private School, standing across the street, it seems that the martial arts hall is full of people, but in the sparse exchange on the opposite side, there is quite a capital of self-sustaining pride, the people of the Wonder have never seen the heat on the opposite side, what if there are few people, a person with a sense of ability often needs ten, hundreds, or even thousands of martial arts practitioners to be able to deal with, they have their own proud assets.

Without hesitation, Lan Chen walked towards the 'Supreme Holy Martial Martial Pavilion'.

His physical fitness is extremely poor, let alone a trick and a style of parrying, nothing.

As far as he is concerned, it is only necessary to sacrifice silver taels to become stronger, but the only way to fight for it overnight is such a down-to-earth method.

That's why he wanted to come here to find some opportunities.

Entering the martial arts hall, full of the breath of the rising sun, the wide central hall is full of naked people, tied up with horse steps, punches and kicks out moves, sweat in the sun, gradually evaporated, but also testing the willpower of martial artists.

Seeing that Lan Chen was a little eager to try.

His body is full of sickness and gentleness, and there is no masculinity at all.

After throwing the last punch, the martial artist who led the exercise also said, "Okay, today's morning exercise is over, the inner hall disciples will stay, and the outer hall disciples will not forget to teach, remember to practice more when you go back, go back." ”

About half of them bowed, changed into civilian clothes and left, and the rest of the inner hall disciples began to prepare for the next drill.

Seeing this, Lan Chen hurriedly stepped forward and asked how to join the martial arts hall.

After some introduction, I went to the inner hall and met the curator.

"Director Song, someone is looking for you. I'm here to say goodbye. ”

"Got it. Come, please sit and have tea. Curator Song hurriedly greeted and motioned to sit on the bench.

When he saw the person who came, Director Song showed a surprised expression, "Isn't this the little lord?" What wind is blowing you here? ”

"Recognize me? Then you don't have to say hello. Lan Chen smiled embarrassedly, he clearly saw a flash of 'disgust' in his eyes, but then it was sycophancy.

The slightly raised sword eyebrows, I'm afraid I am not thinking about how to kill myself.

Does it really look like a 'big boss'?

"When the old lord was still there, he had a lot of dealings with the Blue Mansion, have you forgotten? Didn't those guards hire from me before, of course, after the little lord lived in Xuzhou, the guards did not do a good job, so they were also dismissed. ”

Curator Song smiled, Lan Chen was a little ashamed when he said this.

Where is the dismissal, it is clear that 'yourself' has almost ruined the family, and there is no money to hire guards.

But Curator Song just replaced the tea leaves that had been soaked for an unknown amount of time without changing his face, and then methodically took out the hidden tea cans and put on new tea.

While rushing for tea, he also talked about things in the market enthusiastically, and the enthusiastic look, I don't know how familiar the two are.

"Come on, little lord, try this new tea, I bought it from a horse merchant, it tastes very good."

"You're welcome."

Seeing that the other party was polite, Lan Chen also hurriedly held the teacup with both hands and tasted it carefully, "Well, good tea." It's much better than what I have in the house. ”

"The little lord is humble, how can he compare to the house." Curator Song smiled complimentarily, put down the teacup and raised his hand, and whispered, "This time, is there anything to take care of the little lord?" ”

"The things in the house, I have heard a little, and now that I have come, I should have passed the difficulties, first congratulations to the Blue Mansion for being reborn, so this time are there five guards, or eight? Recently, I have several good seedlings here, who are hard-working and dedicated. ”

The more he spoke, the more his eyebrows danced, as if he wanted to show his strength.

Lan Chen showed a bitter smile, no wonder Director Song was so enthusiastic, he was so anxious to let his disciples have a way out.

Guards do have their role, especially Lan Chen's identity, plus the flies that Yan Fang will attract in the future.

But that's for the future.

Now it's a good idea to find a guard by your side.......

Suddenly, an idea came to his mind, and Lan Chen smiled and said, "I never thought that Director Song was so attentive to the Lan Mansion and was so loved. ”

"But you should also know that everything is still just a waste to be rebuilt, and you don't need so many guards for the time being, one is enough, but this time, I have another purpose, I have a brother, who said that he wants to embark on the road of martial arts, and he wants me to ask about it."

Curator Song had an unpredictable look on his face, but when he heard that he wanted a guard, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the fact of apprenticeship made him smile.

Immediately, he also introduced the cost and other related issues to Lan Chen in detail.

If you think about it, it's like hiring a guard is more cost-effective.

"Cheng, I'll tell Brother Ren when I go back, let him decide for himself, Director Song, you can help me call a more experienced guard, it's best to be the kind of veteran who can give a point, salary is not a problem."

"Well, I happen to have a veteran here, who has run darts, floated across the sea, and has several alien heads in his hands." Curator Song looked proud, "But ...... It's that he has suffered internal injuries, and sometimes his body is not so strong, but the salary is easy to say. January 42? ”

Lan Chen's eyes lit up, this kind of veteran is better.