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Chapter 9 009, join the magic gate now!

"Okay, I'll take you here, get off."

A few hundred meters away from the city gate, Chen Xuanfeng signaled Ni Kun to get off the car.

"Uh, it's already afternoon, aren't Brother Chen and Sister Mei going to town?"

Ni Kun made a gesture of reluctance.

The actual situation is that Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng ransacked him, except for a cassock and a half-worn clothes given to him by Chen Xuanfeng, there is nothing left.

I don't have a single coin in my purse, what can I do if I go to the city?
Sleeping on the street part-time beggar gang disciples?
"There are still two hours before dark, and we have to continue on our way, so we won't enter the city." Chen Xuanfeng said lightly.

"Alright then." Ni Kun jumped out of the car and looked up at Chen Xuanfeng.

Chen Xuanfeng didn't respond, he just flicked the reins and started the carriage.

Eh?
Ni Kun blinked twice: "Brother Chen..."

Chen Xuanfeng raised his hand:

"The world is far away, see you by fate!"

Ni Kun said anxiously: "No, Brother Chen..."

Mei Chaofeng opened the curtain, blinked at him, and interrupted him:
"Little brother Ni, if you really can't do it, you should just practice the Sunflower Book! Going to the palace to do things is also a way out."

"No, what I mean is..." Ni Kun raised his hand as a form of retention: "Little brother, I am penniless, can I borrow..."

"Hey ~ drive!"

Chen Xuanfeng swung the whip violently, and there was a crackling sound. The horse spread its hooves and galloped away quickly, dragging the carriage.

"Goodbye, take care!" Mei Chaofeng smiled and waved at him.

"..."

Looking at the carriage flying away amidst the rising smoke and dust, Ni Kun looked dazed, and the wind was chaotic:

"Why don't you be so stingy..."

In any case, both Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng had left, and Ni Kun, no matter how poor he was, could only bite the bullet and walk to the city gate alone.

Speaking of which, he was very grateful to Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng.

If it weren't for them, he would still be blind to the world.Now, with some basic understanding, I won't be completely confused.

"Recruiting people, recruiting people!"

When approaching the gate of the city, a gong was heard suddenly, and someone shouted in the open space in front of the gate to invite people.

On the open space outside the city, there are many men and women with shabby clothes and disheveled faces. It is not known whether they are poor local people or refugees who moved to Xiangyang to escape the war.

Hearing the call at this time, the large group of men and women suddenly cheered up and swarmed over.

"Recruit me, recruit me! I am an expert in farming, and I am not afraid of hardship!"

"Recruit me, I have plenty of strength, I only need two full meals a day, and I can serve as a cow for my boss!"

"Recruit me, recruit me, I can farm the land, and my wife is good at cleaning, cooking, washing, weaving and weaving..."

Amidst the din, those poor men and women were about to flock around the person who was beating the gong, when suddenly a few big men rushed out from behind him, beating them with sticks in their hands, and drove away the surrounding poor men and women.

The little hat in green clothes, in his 30s, who looked like a gong-beater in charge of a big family, laughed, knocked the gong twice, and said loudly:

"I am in charge of Qian Dalongtou's mansion sent by Hanshui. For this recruitment, the first choice is a hero who knows how to fight, fight and punch without fear of death! Peasants who don't have skills, don't join in the fun! Those who have skills come to me first. Stand in line and wait for the selection!"

As soon as this remark came out, most of the men and women retreated in disappointment, and sat back around the open space helplessly.

Only a dozen or so men stayed in line in front of the steward of the Hanshui faction.

Ni Kun was so poor that he didn't even have dinner for today. Hearing that the manager was recruiting, he was naturally moved. He wanted to go over and try to find a part-time job.But when they heard that Hanshui was recruiting thugs, they had no choice but to stop.

He is a refined scholar, but he can't be a gang thug who fights and kills.

Besides, he also knew about the Hanshui faction, the gang under the name of Qian Duguan, the richest man in Xiangyang.

That Qian Duguan, nicknamed "Double Swords", is not only a rich man in the silk business, but also a martial artist with strong martial arts skills.

If Ni Kun wants to join the Yin Gui Sect and take the Sunflower Book as a gift, it is definitely right to find money alone.

Although Qian Duguan is a member of the Demon Sect, he still has the status of a businessman and the leader of a big gang. Naturally, he will not act as he pleases, cruel and narrow-minded like the core disciples of the Yingui Sect.

This person's reputation is not bad, and he is quite popular in Xiangyang City. If he makes a deal with him with the Sunflower Book, maybe there will be some protection.

However, for a "big man" like Qian Duguan, with Ni Kun's current situation, it is impossible to meet him, let alone enter the room to make a deal.

If you become a disciple of the Hanshui School first, you will have a chance to get close to Qian Duguan, but the problem is that they won't want him!

Ni Kun stood aside, mixed among those poor men and women, watching the Hanshui faction steward examine the dozens of men who lined up.

The method of assessment is also simple, that is, to compete with a few disciples of the Hanshui School brought by the steward, whether you are really skilled, you will know if you do it.

The big man at the front of the line asked the steward of the Hanshui School for a wooden stick, held the stick in his hand, and fought with a disciple of the Hanshui School.

"Kungfu is not bad. Look at your sword skills, is it a way to kill in the army? Deserters? Don't be afraid, our Hanshui faction doesn't have so many taboos, and we welcome heroes in the army... You passed! Next! "

"Well, my skills are a bit rough, but my strength is not bad. I can barely be a caravan guard. Next! ... Hey, you don't know anything, but you dare to come here? I'm blind if you want to get away with it. ?”

"Grandpa, please do me a favor. I am small and have great strength, and I am not afraid of suffering..."

"Stop talking nonsense, my Hanshui faction doesn't raise peasants..."

After some examination, a few peasants who were lucky enough to try to sneak in were sent away, and a dozen or so strong men with some skills were picked out. The steward of the Hanshui School beat the gong again and said loudly:
"My Hanshui school still needs to recruit a few accountants. Is there anyone who can read, write, and count? As long as they can read, write, and count, they can recruit as many as they want. The salary is good, food and housing are included, and there are two sets of new clothes every season. The monthly money is still higher than that of ordinary gangsters!"

These days, cultural knowledge is in the hands of aristocratic and powerful families.

For ordinary people, nine out of ten are illiterate, and the remaining one can barely read a basket of characters with big characters, far from being able to read and write.

Therefore, those who can read and write, and also know how to count are considered talents, and it is only natural that they are well paid.

Hearing this, Ni Kun's eyes lit up immediately, he hurried out of the crowd, raised his hand and said:

"I, I can read, write, and count!"

The manager of the Hanshui School didn't expect to meet a "talent" who could read and write among these refugees, so he just shouted at random to try his luck.

Seeing that someone came out to apply for the job, he was a little surprised. He looked up and saw that although Ni Kun was dressed plain and old, he looked handsome, with fair skin, and his raised right hand had slender fingers, thin skin and tender flesh. laughed:

"A wealthy young man like you also thinks highly of our Hanshui School?"

Ni Kun shook his head sadly:

"What kind of rich son? He is just a person who was destroyed by the gangsters and only escaped with his own life."

Since the seventh year of Daye, "Zhi Shi Lang" Wang Bu wrote "The Song of Death in the Waves of Wuxiang Liaodong" and raised the flag of righteousness for the first time in Changbai Mountain. Chaos has gradually arisen in the Sui Dynasty, and various rebellions have emerged one after another in the past five years.

In the ninth year of Daye, there was also Yang Xuangan's rebellion. Although the rebellion was quickly put down, it had greatly shaken the rule of the Sui Dynasty.

Today, the world is full of rebels and bandits everywhere.

I don't know how many big families were wiped out by the rebel army.It is not uncommon for a rich man to live in the countryside.

Therefore, the steward of the Hanshui School did not doubt Ni Kun's statement, and nodded with a smile:
"Since you come from a wealthy family, you can read and count. Come here."

Afterwards, he asked Ni Kun's name and origin. Ni Kun only said that he was from Jingling.The steward took out another volume of historical records, randomly dug out a passage for Ni Kun to read aloud.Ni Kun read it in a cadence, and the steward gave some basic addition, subtraction, multiplication and division exams. After passing them one by one, the steward twirled his beard in satisfaction, indicating that he passed the exam.

In this way, on the first day Ni Kun arrived in Xiangyang, he successfully joined the Hanshui School and became a glorious reserve accountant.

Although it seems that there is no future, at least the problem of survival has been temporarily solved, and there is no need to sleep on the street hungry at night.

And seriously, he is now an organized person——

"Shuangdao" Qian Duguan, a peripheral member of the Yingui faction of the Demon Sect, is the reserve accountant of the Hanshui faction, and I ask you if you are afraid!
[Ask for a ticket~! 】

(End of this chapter)