When the newspaper seller walked up to him, Yang Lu couldn't help but wonder: "Murong, why did you come to Haiya Pavilion?"
Seeing Mr. Yang again, Murong gently stroked his cloth bag and said with some embarrassment: "After the last batch of newspapers was sold out, I wanted to make more money, so I went back to Pan's Trading Company to pick up a new batch of newspapers.
newspaper……"
Yang Lu looked out through the window and continued to ask, "I don't seem to see any other newsboys nearby!"
Murong's expression seemed a little embarrassed: "This is the wealthy area of Haiya City. Many wealthy people order newspapers directly from their homes, so there are very few newsboys coming over. I wasted some time when I went back and forth to pick up the newspapers. I have a better location.
They have all been snatched away by other newsboys. I have no choice but to come to Haiya Pavilion to try my luck..."
As the top inn in Haiya City, Haiya Pavilion's diners are all the city's wealthy class and cultivators.
High-end consumer products for ordinary people like "Xiu Zhen Financial Weekly" are just daily consumption for the guests of Haiya Pavilion, and their purchasing power is definitely not a problem.
But this kind of high-end place is not accessible to low-level newsboys. Newsboys like Murong need to bear great risks when they enter Haiya Pavilion to sell newspapers. It would be okay if the staff turned a blind eye, but
If a customer complains, she will definitely be kicked out by the staff here.
If she hadn't seen Yang Lu waving to her, she would have been ready to retreat.
Yang Lu also noticed that when Murong was telling his story, he couldn't help but glance at Yang Lu's remaining food from the corner of his eye, and even saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth without even realizing it.
Seeing the cute and greedy look of the other party, Yang Lu pointed to his leftovers and said: "I only have some leftovers here. If you don't mind-"
"Mr. Yang, is this really okay?"
Seeing Murong's longing eyes and fast speaking speed, Yang Lu smiled and made an invitation gesture to her.
Murong was obviously still a little girl at heart, and would not hide her thoughts at all. After hearing Yang Lu's confirmed answer, she started to look at the leftovers without any image.
Seeing the girl selling newspapers wanting to lick the plate clean, Yang Lu couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Murong looks about fifteen or sixteen years old at most. On Earth, he would have just graduated from junior high school or just entered high school. If he dared to treat a girl of this age to eat leftovers on Earth, let alone get a look of gratitude.
, if the other party doesn’t regard him as a hooligan who wants to take advantage of him, a slap in the face would be considered polite.
Looking at Murong like this, if she could, she could even swallow the whole plate!
It wasn't until there was nothing left to eat that Murong reluctantly put down the clean plate.
Noticing Yang Lu looking at her with a half-smile, her face suddenly turned red: "Mr. Yang, thank you!"
Looking at this poor girl selling newspapers, Yang Lu couldn't help but asked curiously: "Murong, how long have you been selling newspapers in Haiya City? Are you planning to sell newspapers for Pan's Trading Company all your life?"
Murong didn't expect that Yang Lu would suddenly ask such a question. He was stunned for a moment before answering: "I have been selling newspapers for two years. For the time being, the only job I can do is selling newspapers, otherwise I will have to go to the shelter...
However, in more than two months, the Haiya City Immortal Ascension Conference will begin, and I am ready to try my luck then."
The Ascension Conference is the most important celebration in the world of cultivation.
All the major cities in Zhongzhou will hold a Shengxian Conference every five years. Any young girl who is over 15 years old and has never participated in a Shengxian Conference can participate in a Shengxian Conference for free. This process is also called
To seek immortality.
Only after passing the test of the Immortal Ascension Conference can ordinary people know whether they have the spiritual root qualifications required for cultivation.
For ordinary people, the Ascension Conference is like a carp leaping over the dragon's gate. No matter what your origin is, as long as you can test your spiritual root qualifications, even the worst inferior spiritual roots, you are qualified to embark on the path of cultivation and leap forward.
Become the ruling class in the world of cultivation.
It’s just that there are very few people with spiritual root talents. On average, there will be only one spiritual root qualification holder in 1,000 people, and most of them have inferior spiritual roots. Only a few lucky people have low-grade spiritual roots. As for mid-grade spiritual roots.
Spiritual roots, top-grade spiritual roots, top-grade spiritual roots, holy-grade spiritual roots, are things that only exist in the urban legends of Haiya City.
Therefore, most carps who dream of jumping over the dragon's gate have to accept the cruel reality that they are indeed carps.
Haiya City has not held an Immortal Ascension Conference for more than four years, and the next Immortal Ascension Conference will begin in three months. Of course, Yang Lu also hopes that he has the qualifications for cultivation. After all, he is one of the only time travellers in a million.
, it’s okay if you don’t have a golden finger. If you don’t even have a spiritual root qualification, then this God is too unfair!
Murong also knew that the chance of the Immortal Ascension Conference was very slim, and said in a slightly depressed tone: "It would be best if the spiritual root qualifications can be tested. If the spiritual root qualifications cannot be tested, I really don't know what else I can do besides selling newspapers.
What……"
Yang Lu comforted him softly: "There must be a way to reach the mountain. Even if you are selling newspapers, I believe you can do a good job."
Seeing that a big man like Yang Lu would take the initiative to care about him, Murong seemed to have found someone to talk to, and couldn't help but say with emotion: "Mr. Yang, I'm afraid you don't know how difficult the life of a newsboy is. Although Pan's Trading Company strictly prohibits malicious competition among newsboys
, but often only strong newsboys can occupy the best sales areas. If you hadn't helped me sell 100 newspapers quickly in the pub just now, after the other two newsboys arrived, I would have been
For the sake of driving them away..."
Just like tigers in the forest have their own territory, newsboys also have their own sphere of influence. A female newsboy with average physical fitness like Murong is probably only qualified to fight guerrilla warfare.
Pan's Commercial Bank employs underage boys and girls as newsboys in order to squeeze out labor costs as much as possible. Murong, a weak newsboy, is also squeezed horizontally by other strong newsboys. She is said to be one of the working people at the bottom.
The same goes for the working people at the bottom.
This is indeed a story that makes those who hear it sad and those who see it cry!
But then again, Murong would rather accept the cruel exploitation of Pan's Trading Company than go to a shelter run by cultivators to take food. It is conceivable that the shelter provides pig food and pig nests for the homeless.
What level is it probably at?
Seeing this newspaper-selling girl who "felt sympathy", Yang Lu encouraged her softly: "Don't lose confidence. In fact, there are skills in selling newspapers. If you can read and write, or even memorize the contents of the newspaper, you are already better than other newsboys."
The starting point is much higher. When selling newspapers in the future, you can completely refine the main content of these news and then come up with an eye-catching title, so as to arouse the curiosity of potential customers to the greatest extent. This is the so-called headline party."
After hearing Yang Lu's step-by-step introduction to the secrets of "clickbait", Murong also showed a look of deep approval. Just now in the tavern, she had seen with her own eyes the power of "clickbait".
In fact, "Xiuzhen Financial Weekly" was not sure about President Li Qingyang's physical condition, but with just a few vague rumors and an eye-catching headline, the newspaper instantly sold out!
