My lord, you crushed me

Murong talked with Fengchenju's procuress for a long time before he got permission. After Han Shaoyan learned of Qu Jiangliu's background, Qu Jiangliu kept a distance from him. Every time Han Shaoyan took the initiative to approach, he could finally feel Qu Jiangliu's resistance.

Today is the day of the prime minister's big wedding, and there are fewer people going up and down in Loulan Kingdom. Even the city gate guards have relaxed a lot. They came out of the capital of Loulan Kingdom with ease. Only then did Han Shaoyan know that Prime Minister Zuo didn't dare to be an emperor. Presumptuous underfoot.

Murong is the noble young master in Fengchenju, and he has already started to cry out that he is tired after only two steps. From the words he just exchanged with Qu Jiangliu, it can be seen that they are not simply going out for fun, but also go to that left In the prime minister's barracks, signing a life-and-death certificate as a dead waiter, Murong's legs softened a little at the thought of this.

The place where Prime Minister Zuo recruited people was not very hidden. A group of people went out of the city gate and turned a corner and arrived directly. However, this is Loulan Kingdom, and Prime Minister Zuo had to fight Yan Yuanjie in the capital, so he had no time to come in person. have a look.

Looking at the recruiting force, it is really not to be underestimated. Most of the men in Loulan Kingdom are willing to sign up for a try, just waiting to take this opportunity to turn Xianyu, and their status in Loulan Kingdom will no longer be so humble.

At the recruiting site, there was also a man who was holding the announcement of Prime Minister Zuo’s recruitment of Deadpool in his hand, and looked at it uncertainly, and finally threw the announcement on the ground with a sigh and went to line up by himself.

Mo Jue frowned and stepped forward to pick up the announcement that the man left behind just now, and sneered when he saw the big four words "heavy money and sincere employment" on it. Other positions were recruited as a cover. On the surface, everything was normal, except that 1000 taels was written on the salary.

This is the reason that attracts so many people to apply for the job. The 1000 taels is a lot of money no matter where it is placed. It is enough to feed and drink poor people for a year and a half, and it can also save a dying patient from death. Pull out from the gate of hell.

"This Prime Minister Zuo is really generous. He only hired a few cooks, and the salary is only 1000 taels. This cook is incredible."

Murong didn't see the tricks in it, after he read the words on the announcement, he began to sigh secretly, thinking that when he was the oiran, he might not be able to reach the large amount of 1000 taels given by Prime Minister Zuo, this cook is already so Is it popular?

"Drunkards don't mean to drink." Han Shaoyan shook his head, Murong was still too young and had no experience in the world, so he thought it was normal that he couldn't see the play given by Prime Minister Zuo.

"He is using the name of recruiting cook to choose Deadpool for himself. I still remember that there was an old saying in Langjing that if you have a big face and a thick neck, you are either a rich man or a cook."

Generally, those who can work as cooks in the kitchen are stronger and more physically fit, and these are just in line with the requirements that Prime Minister Zuo needs when he recruits Deadpool.

"But what's wrong with the cook? The salary of the cook in Loulan is indeed quite high, and they only paid ten times the price. What are those people anxious about?"

Murong can't understand, anyway, no matter how much money he earns, it's not his. He earns money every day and looks at the face of the old bustard to live. If he makes more money, the old bustard's face looks good. If he offends Which guest officer, the old bustard must skin him.

Even though Murong said so, he wanted to join in the fun, so he squeezed into the crowd as soon as he finished speaking.

"Come on, let's go."

Murong was petite, in front of a group of muscular men, he was pushed back and forth, and was squeezed out before he could stand still.

Qu Jiangliu neatly folded the announcement just now and put it in his arms, looked back at Han Shaoyan, and followed Murong to line up. Standing behind Murong, he looked at the person who was in charge of the recruitment here not far away, and felt a little familiar .

Originally, Momo also wanted to join in the fun, but Mo Jue refused to let him go, just kidding, how could Momo be allowed to do such a life-threatening job, Mo Jue wished to protect Momo all the time, Momo was a little disappointed, smiled at Mo Jue, and looked at Qujiangliu's group from a distance.

When Murong was queuing up, he happened to meet the God of Wealth whom he had just sent away. When his eyes just touched the God of Wealth, Murong turned away without hesitation, but the God of Wealth kept looking at him intently.

"Hey, isn't this Murong, the oiran of Fengchenju..."

Suddenly there was a sharp voice from the crowd, mobilizing the boring atmosphere of queuing up. Murong gritted his teeth and lowered his head. He didn't know how to deal with this situation. As long as the fig leaf is torn apart, it will be shameful.

"The treatment of this top oiran should be good. Why did you come here to grab jobs with us vagrants?"

As soon as someone said Murong, a group of people turned their heads to look at Murong with ridicule in their eyes. Murong also listened to Qu Jiangliu's words and said that it would be fun to participate in this meeting, so he followed. He did not expect the reaction of the crowd to be so strong.

Murong clenched his fists, thinking that as long as he ignored them, they would feel bored and stop. Murong underestimated their ability to cause trouble, and many of them came here for the public announcement of their salary of 1000 taels, and some people came here Join in the fun.

This time Prime Minister Zuo recruited cooks, in order to deceive others, he didn't dare to make too much fanfare, and only ten places were reserved for cooks, and he asked people to sign up before going through layers of screening.

"What? Murong, you are not shy, are you?"

The instigator walked out of the crowd and walked up to Murong. If there was anyone in the crowd who didn't know Murong before, almost everyone would know now that he disturbed him.

The instigator is Murong's God of Wealth. Before Qu Jiangliu and the others arrived, the man Murong had been with him was Xie Feng.

"I just watched the crowds and came to join in the fun."

Fengchenjuli has its own rules, no matter how big a brand you are, you can't conflict with your customers. Murong just wants to let this matter go quickly, and don't want everyone's attention to be on him. After all, this is a recruitment site .

"Join in the fun?" Xie Feng wasn't satisfied, he wouldn't stop until he saw Murong being bullied to the point of crying. Although the voice of the first few sentences was relatively low, when he spoke later, his nasal voice was deliberately aggravated, even Everyone who registered in the front row heard his words, "Why didn't you tell me when you were on the bed just now that you like to join in the fun, you said it, and I brought you here!"

After Xie Feng finished speaking, he laughed on the sidelines.