Chapter 009 Join the Demonic Sect Now!
"Okay, I'll take you here. Get off now."
When they were still a few hundred meters away from the city gate, Chen Xuanfeng signaled Ni Kun to get out of the car.
"Uh, it's already afternoon, aren't Brother Chen and Sister Mei going into town?"
Ni Kun acted reluctant to leave.
The actual situation was that he was robbed of everything by Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng, and was left with nothing except a cassock and a half-worn piece of clothing that Chen Xuanfeng had given him.
What can I do if I don’t have a penny in my pocket and go into the city?
Are you sleeping on the streets and working part-time as a Beggar Gang disciple?
"There are still two hours before dark. We have to continue on our journey and will not enter the city." Chen Xuanfeng said lightly.
"Okay then." Ni Kun jumped out of the car and looked up at Chen Xuanfeng.
Chen Xuanfeng didn't react at all, he just shook the reins and urged the carriage to start.
Huh?
Ni Kun blinked twice: "Brother Chen..."
Chen Xuanfeng raised his hand:
"The road ahead is long, we'll see each other again if we're lucky!"
Ni Kun said anxiously: "No, Brother Chen..."
Mei Chaofeng opened the curtains, blinked at him, and interrupted him:
"Brother Ni, if it really doesn't work, just practice the Sunflower Manual! Working in the palace is also a way out."
"No, what I mean is..." Ni Kun raised his hand to persuade him to stay: "I have no money, can I borrow..."
"Hey, go!"
Chen Xuanfeng whipped the whip violently, and with a crisp sound, the horse started to run away, dragging the carriage along with it.
"Goodbye, take care!" Mei Chaofeng waved at him with a smile.
“…”
Looking at the carriage speeding away in the rising dust, Ni Kun was confused and his hair was messy in the wind:
"Do you have to be so stingy..."
In any case, Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng had already walked far away. No matter how poor Ni Kun was, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk towards the city gate alone.
Speaking of which, he was quite grateful to Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng.
If it weren't for them, he would still be completely in the dark about this world. Now, he has some basic understanding and is not completely confused.
"We're hiring, we're hiring!"
When they were almost at the city gate, they suddenly heard a gong sound, and someone was shouting for help in the open space in front of the city gate.
In the open space outside the city, there were many men and women in tattered clothes and pale faces sitting. It was unclear whether they were from poor local families or refugees who had moved to Xiangyang to avoid the war.
Hearing the shouting, the large group of men and women immediately became energized and swarmed over.
"Hire me, hire me! I'm an expert in farming and I'm not afraid of hardship!"
"Hire me. I have plenty of strength. I only need two full meals a day, and I can be used like a cow by my boss!"
"Hire me, hire me. I can farm, and my wife is good at sweeping, cooking, washing clothes, and weaving..."
Amid the noise, the poor men and women were about to gather around the man beating the gong, when suddenly several big men rushed out from behind him, holding sticks and beating them, driving away the poor men and women who had gathered around them.
The gong-beater, who was in his thirties and looked like a manager of a wealthy family, laughed and struck the gong twice with great force, saying loudly:
"I am the manager of the mansion of Qian Dalong, the leader of the Hanshui faction. This time, I am recruiting people. I prefer heroes who know how to use fists and weapons, dare to fight and charge, and are not afraid of death! Farmers who don't have kung fu should not join in the fun! Those who have kung fu should line up here and wait for selection!"
After these words were spoken, most of the men and women retreated in disappointment and sat back around the open space helplessly.
Only a dozen men remained queuing in front of the manager of the Hanshui faction.
Ni Kun was penniless and didn't even have dinner for the day. He was naturally tempted when he heard that the manager was recruiting people. He wanted to go over and try to get a part-time job to solve the problem of survival. But when he heard that it was the Hanshui Sect recruiting thugs, he had no choice but to stop.
He is a refined and elegant scholar, but he is not capable of being a gang thug.
Besides, he also knew about the Hanshui Faction, which was the gang under the name of Qian Duguan, the richest man in Xiangyang.
Qian Duguan, nicknamed "Shuangdao", is not only a wealthy man in the silk business, but also a martial artist with strong martial arts skills and great talent in administration. Most importantly, he is also an external member of the evil Yingui Sect.
If Ni Kun wanted to join the Yingui Sect and offer the Sunflower Manual as a gift, it would be a good idea to ask Qian Duguan for help.
Although Qian Duguan is a member of the Demonic Sect, he also has the identity of a businessman and the leader of a large gang. Naturally, he will not act as arbitrarily, cruelly and narrow-mindedly as the core disciples of the Yingui Sect.
This person has a pretty good reputation and is quite popular in Xiangyang City. If you use the Sunflower Manual to make a deal with him, you might be able to get some protection.
However, given Ni Kun's current situation, it is impossible for him to even meet a "big shot" like Qian Duguan, let alone enter his house to do business.
If he could first become a disciple of the Hanshui School, he would have a chance to get close to Qian Duguan, but the problem is that they wouldn't want him!
Ni Kun stood aside, mixed in with those poor men and women, watching the Hanshui School manager assess the dozen men in line.
The assessment method is quite simple. It is to fight with several Hanshui School disciples brought by the manager. You will know whether they really have kung fu skills after a fight.
The big man at the front of the line asked the manager of the Hanshui Sect for a wooden stick, and then he started fighting with a disciple of the Hanshui Sect with the stick in hand.
"Your Kung Fu is not bad. Look at your swordsmanship. Is it a military killing method? A deserter? Don't be afraid. We in the Hanshui sect don't have so many taboos. We welcome brave men in the army the most... You passed! Next one!"
"Well, my skills are a little rough, but my strength is OK. I can barely be a caravan guard . Next one!... Hey, you don't know anything, but you dare to come here? You want to get away with it, do you think I'm blind?"
"Master, please be kind. I am very strong and I am not afraid of hardship..."
"Stop talking nonsense. We, the Hanshui sect, don't support farmers..."
After some examination, they sent away a few farmers who were trying to sneak in with a fluke, and picked out a dozen strong men with some skills. The Hanshui faction manager struck the gong again and shouted:
"My Hanshui sect is still looking to recruit a few accountants. Are there any who can read, write, and do math? As long as they can read, write, and do math, we'll hire as many as you want. The pay is generous, with food and lodging provided, two new sets of clothes every season, and the monthly salary is higher than that of ordinary gang members!"
Nowadays, cultural knowledge is in the hands of aristocratic families and wealthy families.
Among ordinary people, nine out of ten are illiterate, and the remaining one can only recognize a few big characters, which is far from being able to read and write.
Therefore, those who can read, write and do arithmetic are considered talents, and it is natural that they are paid well.
Upon hearing this, Ni Kun's eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly walked out of the crowd, raised his hand and said:
"I, I can read and write, and I know arithmetic!"
The manager of the Hanshui faction had not expected to run into any "talent" who could read and write among these refugees. He just shouted casually and tried his luck.
Seeing that someone actually came out to apply, he was a little surprised. He looked up and saw that although Ni Kun's clothes were simple and old, he was handsome and had fair skin. The five fingers of his raised right hand were slender and tender. It was obvious that he was not from a poor family. He smiled and said,
"A young master from a wealthy family like you, do you think highly of our Hanshui Sect?"
Ni Kun shook his head sadly:
"What rich young master? He is just a poor man who was robbed of his family and family by bandits and barely escaped with his life."
Since the seventh year of Daye, when "Zhi Shi Lang" Wang Bu composed the "Song of Not Dying in Liaodong" and first raised the banner of rebellion in Changbai Mountain, chaos gradually arose in the Sui Dynasty, and various rebellions occurred one after another over the past five years.
In the ninth year of Daye, there was the rebellion of Yang Xuangan. Although it was quickly put down, it had greatly shaken the rule of the Sui Dynasty.
Today, the whole country is filled with rebel armies and bandits.
Countless wealthy families were wiped out by the rebel army. It was not uncommon for rich sons to end up wandering in the countryside.
Therefore, the Hanshui School manager did not doubt Ni Kun's statement and nodded with a smile:
"Since you come from a wealthy family, you must be able to read and do math. Come here."
Then he asked Ni Kun his name and hometown. Ni Kun only said that he was from Jingling. After his family was destroyed by bandits, he fled here with the refugees to avoid the chaos. The steward took out a volume of historical records and randomly picked out a passage for Ni Kun to recite. Ni Kun read it in a rhythmic way. The steward gave him a few basic addition, subtraction, multiplication and division tests. After he passed them one by one, the steward stroked his beard with satisfaction, indicating that he had passed the test.
Just like that, on the first day Ni Kun arrived in Xiangyang, he successfully joined the Hanshui School and became a glorious reserve accounting clerk.
Although it seems that there is no future, at least the survival problem has been temporarily solved and I don’t have to sleep on the streets hungry at night.
And seriously speaking, he is now considered an organized person——
Are you afraid of the reserve accountant of Hanshui faction under the command of Qian Duguan, a member of the demonic Yingui faction known as "Double Blades"?
