Chapter 36 Commission
"Your shop has already been rented, does it need to be remodeled?"
Scar, who looked extremely ferocious because of the scar on his face, asked.
Mo Lan touched his nose, feeling a little uncomfortable.
"How much?"
"Twenty copper nas a day."
Scar said coldly.
"Yes, help me expand the door from a single door to a width of four doors. No door is needed. Prepare long wooden planks the size of the door for me."
"make a deal."
Scar nodded coldly, then went to the yard to find someone and said something. Soon a few people came over. Mo Lan was about to take them to the shop, but suddenly he remembered something and stopped.
"Al, take them to the store and tear down the wall first. I'll be here shortly."
The house that Mo Lan rented was a double-story stone-walled house. The walls were made of stones glued together, and it would take a lot of time to dismantle them.
"Yes, sir."
After Mo Lan finished speaking, he looked at Scar again.
"I just heard you say you accept commissions here?"
"You want to change your job to become a warrior? You can't do that with your physique."
Scar said coldly, shaking his head.
"Will you accept the commission?"
"I won't accept your commission to change jobs. You are too weak."
"Then I'll ask you to find a spell."
Mo Lan thought for a moment and spoke out loud.
"What spell?"
"My physique can withstand the spell."
Scar frowned and looked cold when he heard that. He took a shield from the side, put it on his hand, and then patted the shield.
"Punch upward with all your strength."
Mo Lan didn't hesitate when he heard that and punched him immediately. After a moment, Scar shook his head.
"Impossible, you can't become a warrior. It's useless to ask for your help. Give up as soon as possible."
Mo Lan looked at the gang leader who had a cold and ferocious face but kept trying to persuade him, and suddenly felt a little funny.
This agent is truly honest.
"I finally understand why your Black Crow Gang has been able to survive in Red Maple City for decades. You must be unique, right?"
Scar's expression remained unchanged when he heard this, but Mo Lan seemed to see a hint of pride in his eyes, and he only heard him say this coldly.
"Other gangs will be gone in three years at most. We are different. We are the strongest gang in Red Maple City."
"I understand. Thank you for your persuasion. I still want to stick to my commission. I want a spell that my physique can withstand."
"No, you can't withstand any attack spells."
Scar said grimly.
"No, you misunderstood. I don't want offensive spells. I only want spells that strengthen my physique. As long as my body can bear it, the more it strengthens my physique, the better."
As soon as Mo Lan finished speaking, Scar looked at him as if he was a fool.
"Even if you change your job like this, you still can't beat a level 3 warrior."
“Will you accept the commission? How much will it cost? Can you complete it?”
Scarface shook his head silently, probably having already concluded in his heart that Mo Lan was a fool with a lot of money.
"We are only responsible for finding spells, not helping you change your job. The commission amount ranges from one silver nas to ten silver nas. Please pay one silver nas as a deposit first."
Scar glanced at Mo Lan again after he finished speaking and added something special.
"As long as the spell meets your requirements, no refund will be accepted no matter what happens afterwards, and you must pay the balance."
"As long as the spell fits."
Mo Lan stretched out his right hand to Scar. Scar hesitated for a while, thought about it, stretched out his hand and shook hands with Mo Lan, then grinned.
“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”
“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”
Mo Lan turned and left, crossing several streets and arriving behind the Adventurer's Guild.
Watching the door of the house on the corner being removed and the stones that made up the wall being moved away one by one, when the space was large enough, a man who looked older used the removed stones to make a door frame. Mo Lan walked forward to take a look, and found it beautiful and sturdy.
This made Mo Lan look at the five people who were busy. These people had rosy and shiny faces, which was a far cry from the skinny and listless people around them.
Especially when they are working, their faces are cold, their weapons are always on them, and they are surrounded by murderous aura, making people dare not look directly at them.
But Mo Lan found that they worked very seriously and efficiently, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, but when Mo Lan was paying, a man with a fierce face and a ferocious look showed a silly smile.
"Hmmmm??? You must be dazzled, right?"
This seemed to be Mo Lan's illusion. He looked again and didn't find any trace. It was still that ferocious gang thug.
Looking at the few people who left in a domineering manner, Mo Lan supported his chin with his hand and muttered to himself.
"This group of people...are quite interesting."
"Al, are all the gangs in Red Maple City like the Black Crow Gang?"
Upon hearing this, Al checked around and only spoke in a low voice after seeing that no one was around.
"No, the Black Crows are the only gang like that.
The Black Crow Gang's sphere of influence has the most shops and the most people in the city.
Moreover, the Black Crow Gang is very powerful. Even the guards dare not act wildly when they come here and have to speak politely.
Also, now other gangs have also started to learn to collect protection fees, but they are all very greedy, and the protection fees are getting higher and higher. After collecting again and again, no one except you will open a shop there anymore."
"Oh, so that's it. The Black Crow Gang is really talented. They can play both sides. In this era, they understand the concept of investment and sustainable development. This is... awesome."
Mo Lan said while shaking his head, then he stood up and started cleaning the shop, and then asked Al to take him to buy some simple wooden display cabinets.
After the wooden display cabinets were arranged, the shop finally looked presentable. All the things, big and small, were ready. Everything was ready except for the easterly part. As long as the goods were ready, the shop could open at any time.
Only then did Mo Lan stop to rest, looked at Al who was also resting next to him, and suddenly asked.
"Al, I'm short of a helper in my shop. I need to clean, cook, receive guests, and organize the display cabinets. Food and accommodation are provided. I'll pay 10 coppers a month. Do you want to do it?"
As soon as Mo Lan finished speaking, Al looked at Mo Lan excitedly, at a loss as to what to do.
"Really?"
"Really, if you agree, go talk to your parents today and explain the situation, and then go back to work tomorrow. "
Al's eyes dimmed when he heard this.
" I have no parents."
Mo Lan's expression froze, and without saying anything, he took him directly to a small compartment behind the lobby on the first floor.
"This is your room. You can use the quilt on the second floor. You will start working from today. Any questions?"
"No, no, thank you sir, thank you sir."
"Go sweep the floor, and clean the second floor as well."
"yes!"
Al answered loudly, Mo Lan looked at him and smiled, then opened the chat box and tagged everyone.
"Ding Jin, Zou Peng, Zhang Haobo, are you here yet?"
