"Hall Master Zhang, this child is a relative of my family."
"Please help me, he dreams of going to Nanjianmen to learn martial arts."
The woman pulled Xiao Feng over, and she really opened her mouth.
"Just him?"
Zhang Lichun frowned and glanced at Xiao Feng with disdain.
You're such a pretty boy, and you're so hunched over? You're such a bear and you're qualified to practice martial arts? I'll have to torture you to death in two and a half days.
Xiao Feng grinned innocently, the more stupid he looked, the better.
"No, no, it doesn't look like martial arts material."
"Sister, please don't cause trouble for me."
"Last time we introduced two idiots, this time we have a weak boy. What are you doing?"
"Our Nanjianmen is like Taishan Beidou, how can we accept everyone?"
Zhang Lichun was unhappy.
"Oh, you can think of a way."
"I'll treat you to a drink alone some other time and make arrangements for him."
The woman twisted her waist and rubbed her thigh against the man.
"Ahem..."
Zhang Lichun coughed on purpose, and looking at the way he was enjoying himself, you knew he was an old pervert.
"Boy, have you ever practiced martial arts before?"
"No, I have cut vegetables in a restaurant before."
Xiao Feng was talking and gesticulating.
"That's just right. Our Nanjianmen kitchen is still short of a handyman. Do you want to come?"
Zhang Lichun curled his lips and asked.
"Do you do some odd jobs?"
"Then can I have the opportunity to learn martial arts? If I have the chance, I will go."
Xiao Feng behaved very actively.
"When you enter our Nanjian Gate, you will have plenty of opportunities."
"If you are extremely talented and watch others practice martial arts every day, you can become a warrior in the Yellow Realm."
Zhang Lichun raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Okay, I'll go then!"
Xiao Feng responded.
"follow me!"
'Snapped!'
Zhang Lichun patted the woman's butt, and then led Xiao Feng away with satisfaction.
Bing Ling and Hua Murong were hiding in the corner of the second floor, and a cold light flashed from the corners of the two girls' eyes at the same time.
…
Nanjianmen is located in the northernmost part of the town, and the entire sect just occupies a large mountain.
From the bottom of the mountain to the top, they are all buildings of Nanjianmen. The entire sect is majestic and majestic.
Especially the three big characters of Nanjianmen are painted in gold, and there are two large stone lions at the door, which are full of power and domineering.
Compared with this, Xiao Feng's martial arts gym is simply not worth mentioning.
Outside the gate, there were four guarding disciples holding long swords. After seeing Zhang Lichun, the four of them bowed at the same time.
Zhang Lichun raised his hand, and the four of them dared to straighten up. Xiao Feng followed him closely with his head bowed like a little eunuch.
After walking into the South Sword Gate, Xiao Feng began to observe quietly.
Fortunately, he was not reckless. There were almost a thousand disciples in the entire Nanjian Sect.
There are hundreds of patrolling disciples on the road alone.
The entire martial arts training ground was buzzing with people. Hundreds of disciples were practicing martial arts, and the sound of fists and kicks was deafening.
Xiao Feng stopped and took a closer look.
The forty or fifty people standing in the front row were all warriors at the peak of the Xuan Realm, and a few of them were minor achievers in the Earth Realm.
You must know that in the entire Northern Martial Alliance, there are at most twenty or so warriors at the peak of the Xuan Realm, and there are even fewer warriors at the Earth Realm.
"Boy, are you envious?"
Seeing him stop, Zhang Lichun asked with a smile.
"Yes! I will definitely become a martial arts master in the future."
Xiao Feng put on an excited look.
"What? Martial arts master?"
"Haha...you kid is really imaginative."
"You can have fun being a warrior in the Yellow Realm."
"To tell you the truth, there are only about twenty earth realm warriors in the entire Nanjian Sect."
"Even our leader is only a highly accomplished warrior in the heavenly realm, and there is still a long way to go before he becomes a martial arts master."
"You're not even a beginner now, so stop daydreaming."
Zhang Lichun shook his head and smiled.
With just one sentence, Xiao Feng got the information he wanted.
It is indeed a major sect in the martial arts world, with more than twenty earth-level warriors, Nangong Jinsheng or heaven-level great warriors. If we really have a head-on confrontation, both sides will lose.
"Let's go, stop looking."
Xiao Feng followed him and came to the kitchen of Nanjianmen.
The entire back kitchen is about to catch up with his martial arts studio, there are at least sixty or seventy people.
"Hey, Hall Master Zhang, why are you here?"
A man in his fifties, with a chubby face and a sinister face, walked over with a smile.
"Boss Hu, this guy is a new handyman, so I'll leave it to you."
Zhang Lichun said a few words, turned around and left.
Manager Hu curled his mouth and looked at Xiao Feng with his triangular eyes.
"Boy, what's your name?"
"My name is……"
"I don't care what your name is. From today on, your codename is 1250. Remember?"
Manager Hu said sternly.
"Ah? Two hundred and five? Why?"
Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment.
"Asshole!"
"You are not qualified to ask. The only answer here is yes, understand. Do you understand?"
Manager Hu stared.
"Yes, I understand, do you understand?"
Xiao Feng repeated.
"Hey! You stupid boy, who asked you to repeat what I said?"
"Listen to me, no matter whose connections you rely on to get in, I have the final say in this one-third of an acre of land in the kitchen."
"Just do whatever you are told, and don't ask why, otherwise I will be angry."
"If I lose my temper, I won't be able to reap the benefits for you. Do you understand me?"
Manager Hu threatened.
"Yes, understand!"
Xiao Feng stood at attention and nodded.
"Yeah! I guess you have some discernment."
"1250, have you seen these trash cans in the kitchen? You will take care of them from now on."
"Work hard, this is a promising job."
Manager Hu showed a sly smile.
Whenever a newcomer comes to report, he will give you a showdown to show his status.
Xiao Feng put on his work clothes, put on a mask and hat, and started his first day as a chef.
Xiao Feng, a dignified supervisor of the Northern Martial Arts League, director of the Dragon Boxing Gym, and a master of traditional Chinese medicine, became a handyman in the kitchen for the first time.
After handling these trash cans, he started scraping fish scales, selecting and washing vegetables, washing dishes and washing dishes. Anyway, he did all the hardest and most tiring tasks.
"1250, come and peel the potatoes."
"1250, put all the plates on the table."
"1250..."
Xiao Feng had no time to spare. He was shouting about this and that. He was so busy that he hit the back of his head with his feet.
It wasn't until dinner was over and the entire kitchen was cleaned up that Xiao Feng's work for the day was considered over.
It was already past seven o'clock in the evening and it was getting dark.
"Okay, okay, get ready to eat."
Manager Hu shouted, and then the people in the kitchen started eating.
Manager Hu and the chief chefs sat at one table, a dozen assistants who prepared dishes sat at another table, and the other apprentices sat at another table.
There are nine handymen like Xiao Feng in total, and they don't even have tables or chairs.
Each person holds a big bowl in his hand and squats directly on the ground to eat. Not to mention the appearance, he is almost like a prisoner.
More importantly, Manager Hu and several chefs had ten dishes and one soup, including chicken, duck, and fish.
These handymen each had two bowls of vegetable soup and two steamed buns, but not even a piece of meat.
Xiao Feng squatted on the ground, looked around, shook his head and smiled helplessly.
It's really unreasonable for a small chef to classify people into three, six or nine grades.
From top to bottom in the Dragon Boxing Gym, except for different positions, everyone is equal and has the same food and use. Even Xiao Feng will not receive special treatment.
I don’t know if this is a consistent tradition of Nanjian Sect, or if he is just messing around and doing evil on his own.
Xiao Feng sat down on the ground and stretched again.
"1250, what are you doing?"
Suddenly, Manager Hu's face darkened and he shouted angrily.