A curfew is in place in the provincial capital. After Shen Yun settled down, he saw that the sun was already in the west, so he didn't plan to go out again. When it came to the meal that the guy said, he went to the lobby for dinner. In the lobby sat only five men and a six or seven-year-old male doll.

He walked into the lobby, except for the male doll who looked at him curiously, the rest of the tenants didn't even lift their eyelids, and just buried their heads in eating.

Shen Yun found an empty table and sat down.

The guy in the afternoon brought the meal over with a smile, and while setting the meal, he introduced: "Shen Gongzi, there is usually one meat and one vegetable at night. Tonight's dish was stir-fried greens and orchid dried tofu. If the rice is not enough, you can say it, and the small one will be added to you. ”

Previously, Shen Yun took out some of the information in his store from his mouth: his name is Zhang Xiaowu, he is the distant nephew of the shopkeeper Zhang, and he is also the only guy in the store; Like him, he is also related to the shopkeeper.

Glancing at the orchid dried bean curd in the bowl, Shen Yun raised his head and asked, "Brother Xiao Wu, is this a meat dish?" There is no meat foam at all, I don't know where the "meat" comes from?

Zhang Xiaowu shook his head, pushed the green vegetable bowl forward slightly, and the smile on his face did not decrease: "Shen Gongzi, this is the way." It is fried with our home-made lard. ”

Lard, of course, is considered meaty...... Nothing seems wrong with it. Shen Yun's head was full of black lines.

Zhang Xiaowu said again: "Shen Gongzi, everything you buy now is more expensive than before...... The chefs in our store, and the guests who have eaten said that they are good. You taste it. ”

He was also very helpless.

In the past, this dish was obviously "fried vegetables with oil residue...... When the oil residue was finished, it was changed to "fried vegetables in oil".

Don't look at the missing word, it will become a big problem for him. Every time he serves a dish, he has to explain it to the guests. When he encounters a guest who is easy to talk to, it is enough; when he encounters a difficult one, he makes amends, and he has to scold and greet him with a smile. There's no way, in this world, it's not easy to eat.

Shen Yun saw that these two dishes were also on the other tables, so he didn't squeak anymore, and picked up a "meat" green vegetable and started eating.

Well, the vegetable leaves are quite tender, and the lard fried is really smoother than the boiled at home...... Well, people are "meat dishes"!

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaowu said with a smile, "You use it slowly", and left with the empty paint plate.

There are few tenants, and at night, the store is very quiet. Shen Yun punched in the room for half an hour and practiced his mental method seven times before he lay down to sleep - although he insisted on practicing every day, his mental method had not made any progress. It's been more than a year, and I still can only practice seven times a night.

The next morning, he went to the lobby for breakfast.

Zhang Xiaowu served him a small plate of salty pickles, a bowl of hot rice soup and two white-flour steamed buns.

Shen Yun tried to ask, "Brother Wu, I have something to go out today, and I can't come back for dinner at noon." Can you wrap me two steamed buns?" I don't know how long I have to wait in the provincial capital, and whether I can find a job smoothly is even more problematic. No matter how much money you have, there will always be a time when you run out. So, save if you can.

"Okay, wait a minute. Zhang Xiaowu responded happily, and after a while, he brought him an oiled paper bag.

Shen Yun opened it and saw that there were not only two steaming white-flour steamed buns, but also a thumb-thick pickled melon.

Lunch is solved, let's find a job with peace of mind.

What kind of work are you looking for? After touching the wall several times in succession, Shen Yun walked on the busy street, feeling at a loss in his heart.

Previously, he only saw the bustling provincial city and the shops were like clouds, so he thought that there was work everywhere and it was not difficult to find a job. No, everyone is the same as Yunkelai, often only inviting one or two guys.

Seeing him enter the store, the guys all smiled like flowers, however, as soon as they heard that he was looking for a job, they immediately changed their faces:

"Go and go, who can afford to raise idlers in these years?"

"It's early in the morning, it's not open yet, you're looking for bad luck!"

......

In this way, Shen Yun wandered around Nancheng District for a morning, but he couldn't find a store that was willing to recruit men.

His intestines were like thunder, he rubbed his stomach, found a clean alley, sat down, took out the oil paper bag from his arms, and ate cold steamed buns with pickled melon. While eating, I made a plan in my heart: I will find it in Nancheng District today. If you don't find it, you'll go to the Western-style town tomorrow and look for it again.

The reason why he wanted to go to Xicheng District was because he found that there were almost no martial arts halls or the like in Nancheng District, let alone Bai Yutang - before the hall owner left, there were no other clues left except Bai Yutang. The provincial city is so big, and his eyes are black, if he wants to find the hall owner, he can only follow this only clue and look all the way.

On this day, it wasn't until the sun was in the west that he dragged his sore legs back to Yunke with nothing.

Early the next morning, he asked Zhang Xiaowu to wrap two white-flour steamed buns and a small pickled melon, and went straight to Xicheng District.

As a result, after going there, he found that this area was completely different from the southern district: the sun was shining, the streets were very clean, and occasionally he could see a few yawning and drowsy pedestrians, and there was hardly a figure in sight.

Looking closely at the brightly lit shops on the side of the road, his face changed: "Red Pink Building" and "Yiyue Building"...... As far as the eye can see, the signboards of the surrounding color buildings are all a route.

In the Codex of Taishi Zu, this category is collectively referred to as "the land of fireworks".

Shen Yun was puzzled, and specially asked the master: "Why is the place where fireworks are made decorated with flowers?"

The master glanced at him and said bluntly: "The fireworks are lit up at one point, can the workshop be lit up every night? ”

There is no such place around the Liujia Boxing Gym, but he mingles in the market, and occasionally hears people mention it, and knows what kind of business this kind of place does.

He also knew that when those people mentioned these places, their eyes lit up and their hearts longed for them, but in their bones, none of them looked down on such places.

Shen Yun was full of black lines, and hurriedly walked through the streets and alleys in front of him.

I don't want to, I turned a corner, and the roadside is still full of colorful buildings......

Isn't the entire Xicheng District a land of fireworks? He didn't believe in this evil and ran two more streets.

Sure enough, yes.

He's certainly not going to be looking for a job here. And Bai Yutang will definitely not be in this kind of place.

didn't turn around again, taking advantage of the fact that it was not yet noon, and it was still early, Shen Yun decisively withdrew and left, turning to Beicheng District.

As a result, on the street at the junction of Xicheng District and Beicheng District, he finally saw the first recruitment sign.

It was a large pharmacy called Myokatedo. They were going to recruit an apprentice.

Shen Yun was overjoyed in his heart, and he didn't care about wiping his sweat, and hurriedly walked into the store.

There was only one young man in a green cloth robe in the shop. He sat at a square table and read a book. Seeing someone coming in, he raised his eyes and asked, "Little brother, are you here to ask for work?"

Shen Yun nodded and walked over, arching: "Yes." ”

"Is there a way?" said the young man unhurriedly as he continued to read, "We only recruit good people in our store. Three years of apprenticeship, in charge of food, no salary for the first year, and 20 yuan per month for the second two years. ”

The conditions are so harsh that it is no wonder that I did not see other people asking for work. Shen Yun suddenly realized that a good citizen is at least a martial artist in his family, and he has some industries, so he doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking. Is it to ask which good citizen's son will run out to be an apprentice? Twenty big money is not enough for the next restaurant.

Unless it's Shen Yun!

However, in the hierarchical world, how many people can have the same luck as him and meet the hall master?

Shen Yun took out the guide from his arms and said, "Sir, please take a look." ”

The young man didn't expect that there would really be a good citizen's child who came to ask for work, so he raised his head unexpectedly and glanced at the guide.

That's right, it's really a good people's guide!

He put down the book, got up, took it with both hands, read it carefully, returned it with both hands, and asked puzzledly, "Why did Shen Gongzi come to our store to ask for work?"

Shen Yun saw that he was condescending and respectful, and saw that this person's identity was a pariah.

"I came to the provincial capital to study. Shen Yun replied half-truthfully, "No, the house that my family bought in the provincial capital caught fire two years ago." The house and the old servant who watched the yard were gone. There was no place to live for a while, so I could only stay in the guest house. There is a lot of daily expenses. I can't get into the martial arts hall right now, and I don't want to return to my hometown like this, so I decided to do a part-time job to make a living first. ”

"I see. "Few good people would surrender their status for such a reason, and the young man couldn't help but look at him, "The world is difficult, and it is not intentional to blaspheme when we recruit apprentices to good people, but it is also a last resort." ”

It turned out that it was another new rule for Bei Dashuai: starting from the New Year, all pharmacies and iron shops in the provincial capital must hire at least one good citizen. Otherwise, they will all be closed for rectification.

Why is there such a rule? Everyone knows it -- it is not to appease and win over the good people of the city! Who does not know that in the pharmacies and iron shops, even the wages of ordinary men are much higher than those of other shops.

It's just that good citizens can be easily invited? The wages are low, the work is hard, and no good people are willing to come. However, spending a lot of money to support a good man who doesn't do anything and is high up, everyone doesn't know how awkward it is.

In the past, everyone was accustomed to going against the grain, so how could they dare to have an "awkward" feeling? However, after the rebels won the provincial capital, they forcibly broke the distinction between good and low. Over the past two years or so, they have suddenly discovered that untouchables have a nose and two eyes, and they also eat grains, so what is the difference between them and good people? Why should Lao Tzu be grateful to endure your exploitation and oppression?

Well, afraid of Bei's shaved butcher's knife, everyone dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, but each had its own way to deal with it:

The smaller shop stopped with his hands and mouth, so he had to pinch his nose and invite a good citizen to the store as a god to offer;

And a person like Miaohandang, who has a solid net worth, can't starve to death if he doesn't open for a year or two, so he really stopped business and was ordered to rectify. They hung up a sign outside the store, put forward extremely harsh conditions, openly agreed, and secretly resisted - well, even if Lao Tzu sits and eats empty, he will not support you big men. Let's see how long you can go on the rampage!

There was no trace of arrogance in Shen Yun's words and deeds, which greatly reduced the unhappiness and resistance in the young man's heart.

Maybe it's fate. Everyone takes what they need. The young man should go down: "If it is convenient for Shen Gongzi, please come over again the morning after tomorrow." The guys in the store and Lang Zhong were sent back to their hometowns. It will take a day or two to reopen and gather them. ”

"Thank you, owner. Shen Yun thanked him, "Everyone in my family calls me Brother Yun." If the proprietor doesn't mind, he can call me that way. ”

"Okay, Brother Yun. The young man laughed, "My surname is Wu, and my mouth is Wu." The family has been running a pharmacy for generations. ”