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Chapter 26: The Holy Martial Arts Hall

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

Seeing that Xiao Zhou happily handed over a cloth bag, there were a few verbal books inside, and some silver coins.

"Young Master, this is from Tingyu Pavilion. It is said that it is the split-run this time, and there are forty taels in it. What else is the first printed copy delivered to you?"

The heavy sense of security made Xiao Zhou smile happily.

Lan Chen nodded, "It's okay. Six stories are so good, but only the first few times I can get such an income."

At this point, the tone was calm, which made Xiao Zhou a little surprised.

Forty taels of silver, is that okay?

This is how many years of living expenses a family has.

It seems that I will still have such income in the future.

Xiao Zhou blinked his eyes and said in admiration, "Young Master is so amazing. You can still earn so much if you can write a storybook."

Lan Chen laughed happily and took out twenty two of them, "Please take these to Zhu Laosan. Let him have a sumptuous dinner, just treat it as a welcome to you. By the way, I remember you know how to read?"

"See it and see it."

"That's it, these few stories will be given to you, let's have fun when you have nothing to do."

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

But Lan Chen also forgot the book that was placed at the bottom...it's Jin Ping Mei.

It's really exciting for the initial ignorance.

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

Due to the existence of "strange energy", the martial arts school has fallen a lot, but it has also assumed the function of "teaching and educating people".

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

What ordinary people can rely on is martial arts with one move at a time.

Students should go to the guards, go to the escort agency, and go to the place where they are first served.

Even more, I went to the capital to achieve hegemony.

The two groups of martial artists and the extraordinary people cannot be said to be tit-for-tat, but they are by no means living in harmony.

Just like here in the north of the city, the Sheng Martial Arts Hall and Qi Neng Private School stand across the street. It seems that the martial arts hall is crowded with people, but in the sparse interactions between the opposite side, there is a lot of capital to be proud. The strange people have never seen the Reteng opposite directly. So what if there are few people? A strange person often needs ten, hundreds, or even thousands of martial artists to deal with. They have their own pride.

Lan Chen walked to the "Zhisheng Martial Arts Hall" without hesitation.

His physical strength is extremely poor, not to mention his every move, he can't do anything.

For him, becoming stronger only requires a silver sacrifice, but the only way to fight for it overnight is this down-to-earth method.

That's why he thought about coming here to find some opportunity.

Entering the martial arts hall, the sun was full of the sun. The wide central hall was full of naked people, stances, punches and kicks, and sweat gradually evaporated under the baking of the sun, which also tests the willpower of martial artists.

Lan Chen was so excited that he was about to try it.

His body was full of sarcasm and slightness, not masturbation at all.

After wielding the last punch, the martial artist also said, "Okay, the morning exercises are over today. Stay in the inner cousin, don't forget to teach the disciples in the outer cousin. Remember to practice more after going back, go back."

About half of the people bowed, changed into plain clothes and left, and the remaining inner-city disciples began to prepare for the next exercise.

After seeing this, Lan Chen hurriedly stepped forward and asked how to join the martial arts school.

After some recommendation, I went to the inner hall and met the director.

"Director Song, someone is looking for me. I have brought it here and say goodbye."

"I understand. Come on, please sit down and have tea." Director Song hurriedly greeted and signaled to sit on the chair.

When he saw the person coming clearly, Director Song showed a surprised expression, "Isn't this the little lord? What wind blows you?"

"If you recognize me? Then you won't be greeted." Lan Chen smiled awkwardly. He clearly saw a flash of "disgust" in his eyes, but then he had a flattery.

The slightly raised eyebrows were probably not thinking about how to kill me.

It really looks like a 'subter'?

"When the old Lord was still there, he had many contacts with the Lan Mansion. Have you forgotten? Didn't the guards hired from me before? Of course, since the young Lord Lord lived in Xuzhou, the guards were really bad, so they were fired."

Director Song smiled, Lan Chen felt a little ashamed of what he said.

It is not just a dismissal, it is obvious that "I" defeated my family very much and had no money to hire a guard.

But Director Song just changed the tea leaves that had been soaked for a long time without changing his face, and then took out the hidden tea pot in an orderly manner and placed the new tea.

While cooking tea, they also talked about the market enthusiastically. Those who don’t know how familiar they are.

"Come on, sir, try this new tea, specially bought it from Mashang, it tastes very delicious."

"Then you're welcome."

Seeing that the other party was polite, Lan Chen hurriedly held the teacup in both hands and savored it carefully, "Yeah, good tea. It's much better than what we have in our house."

"The little master is so modest, how can he be compared to the mansion?" Director Song smiled complimentedly, put down the teacup and raised his hand, and whispered, "Is there anything you can do to take care of when I come here this time?"

"I have heard a little about the matter of the mansion. Now that I have come here, I must have overcome the difficulties. Congratulations to the Lan Mansion on its rebirth in the ashes. Should I come here for five guards or eight? Recently, I have several good seedlings here, who are hard-working and loyal to my duties."

The more he talked about it, the more Director Song became more and more arrogant, as if he wanted to show his strength.

Lan Chen showed a bitter smile. No wonder Director Song was so enthusiastic. It turned out that he was so anxious to give his disciples some way out.

Guards do have their own functions, especially Lan Chen's identity, and Yan Fang's success in the future will attract many flies.

But that's also going to happen in the future.

It's really a matter of finding a guard around you now...

After suddenly thinking, Lan Chen smiled and said, "I never thought Director Song was so concerned about Lan Mansion and was loved by her kindness."

"But you should also know that everything is still in a mess. There is no need for so many guards. One is enough. However, when I come this time, I have another purpose. I have a kind brother who said he wants to embark on the road of martial arts and wanted to ask me to ask."

Director Song had an unpredictable look on his face, but when he heard that he wanted a guard, he couldn't help but sigh, and the matter of becoming a disciple and learning skills made him smile.

I immediately introduced the fees and other related issues to Lan Chen in detail.

After careful calculation, it seems that hiring a guard is more cost-effective.

"So, when I go back, I will tell the guy and let him decide for himself. Director Song, please help me call a more experienced guard. It is better to be a veteran who can give me some advice. The salary is not a problem."

"Okay, I happen to have a veteran here. I ran over the darts and floated across the sea. There were several foreign heads on my hands." Director Song looked proud, "But... he had suffered internal injuries, and sometimes his body was not so tough, but the wages were easy to say. Four taels per month?"

Lan Chen's eyes lit up. Such a veteran is better.

Chapter completed!
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