Qin Hong recalled the legend of the distant past and the continuation of the martial arts Jianghu's aristocratic families. She suddenly said in a trance,
"Martial arts can connect the distant past and the new future. It is the continuation of the will of the family heroes of the past generations. It is the life form of the family that artificially changes and evolves. This road of inheritance … is so long that I can't see the end."
"Our current hand bones, five fingers, and spine … weren't they also the shells that generations of ancient ancestors obtained through the hard work of the natural world, through continuous survival and evolution? That's the blood of countless ancestors. "
She clenched her fists and felt that every inch of bone shape, muscle, and skin was a gift accumulated by generations of ancestors for tens of thousands of years. It was already a relatively perfect form in life.
Fu Qingjun didn't know what Qin Hong was thinking about.
He just felt that it was inevitable for her to find a gang to join. After all, to learn martial arts, one had to join a gang. Unless one's family was rich, it was impossible to support such a huge expenditure.
"You've passed the test. If you want to join, you can learn martial arts."
Fu Qingjun glanced at Qin Hong and said in a businesslike manner, "But you have to pay for what you get. You eat and use the gang's resources. When it's time for you to contribute, you have to contribute, even if you might die or get into trouble."
"Do you understand? Almost no one who enters Jianghu has a good ending. If you don't even have the determination to do this, don't live a bloody life. It's better to go back and be an ordinary person. "
"I know."
Qin Hong nodded resolutely.
Fu Qingjun said again, "Speaking of which, it's time for our watch shop to open. Call all the brothers here. Let's have a meeting to decide the future development of our gang."
"Okay." Bai Yu nodded and smoked a cigarette.
Fu Qingjun went around a street and saw a large cloth shop at the corner of the next door.
Two or three shops were connected together. It was one of the largest cloth shops in the entire Duguan Town.
Everyone knew that Miao Chuntang was in charge of the old school's clothing, food, housing, and transportation industries, while the Ten Swords Society had opened a factory, researched machinery, and textiles. It was said that they even had exchanges with foreigners outside the autonomous region.
Soon, Fu Qingjun sat on a chair in the textiles shop and watched the bustling crowd of martial artists squeeze their way over. He found it a little strange and bizarre. 'Gang leaders …'
"The entire gang, including the new girl, 37 people are all here." Bai Yu walked over and said in a low voice.
In the past, their numbers weren't that small, but recently, their numbers had declined greatly, and they had lost more than ten brothers.
"It's good that you're here." Fu Qingjun smiled. He did not have much grandeur as the leader of a sect, but while he did not understand the matters of the world of martial artists, he still had the logic to earn money.
Fu Qingjun said, "Today, I want to announce something. Our own watch shop has been established."
Pa, pa, pa.
"Alright!"
"Alright!"
The crowd applauded wildly, and countless straightforward men cheered.
Fu Qingjun raised his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet. "A lot of people don't understand what happened. Why did the brothers under your command restrain themselves and stop being so aggressive? Let me explain it to you."
"The world of martial artists is gone. Everyone understands."
As soon as Fu Qingjun's voice fell, everyone became quiet.
"But the world of martial artists is gone, not the martial artists."
"We martial artists have to find a new world of martial artists in the new era and find a new way to survive … If we can't adapt to it, there will be no more martial artists."
"Now, let's see how the enemy's Ten Swords Society changes."
Fu Qingjun took a piece of chalk from the canvas and began to write and draw on a large wooden board.
"From this board, we can see the business logic of their gang. They don't collect protection fees, and they don't fight for territory. They build factories … What about their martial artists? Do they just eat? We can see that their martial artists don't fight. They start working as blacksmiths. They work with sledgehammers! "
"Martial artists have a huge advantage in this aspect."
"What if someone dares to come to their factory and collect protection fees? They are martial artists themselves. They protect themselves and produce and sell their own products. They are one! "
There was a lot of noise below.
"Brother Fu, do we have to do the same?"
"We have to change too?"
"Yes, we're getting poorer."
"But working as blacksmiths and manual forging factories is too …"
Someone shouted from below.
In the previous era, martial artists were responsible for cultivation, eating, and drinking. They didn't have to work.
The nature of most gangs was equivalent to that of a local's guards.
They resisted bandits, bandits, murders, and even presided over fair trade between local merchants. The local merchants and farmers were responsible for offering to the local gangs.
Fu Qingjun smiled and said, "No! We are not like the Ten Swords Society! We will still follow the old traditional model. Everyone only needs to practice martial arts …
The benefits will be the same, or even better. We will open our own business, and you will form a security force …
I just want you to know what kind of transformation other gangs are facing! What kind of pressure do we, the Miao Chuntang, have to bear to give you this kind of treatment? "
"We will still adhere to the style of the old martial artists. Loyalty comes first!"
There was some commotion among the martial artists below. Something in their hearts was touched.
"What you need to do is to practice martial arts hard, protect your jobs, and become a blade of the Miao Chuntang."
Fu Qingjun paced back and forth in front of the board and continued, "In the future, our gang will have a base salary of five taels of silver per month. We will also expand the noodle restaurant and build a big cafeteria. Every brother will have food. Not only will you eat your fill, but you will also have good food. You can even bring your family members to eat."
"Of course, your family members will have to work in the Miao Chuntang. Weaving fabrics, pocket watches, music boxes, and uniform martial arts uniforms will all need people to do it. The Miao Chuntang doesn't support useless people … We are all family. In the future, when we have money, we will build a residential building for family members."
This time, all the martial artists were excited.
This treatment was really good.
Their previous treatment was basically just to eat their fill, which was already a very happy thing for martial artists … And now, they had such a high amount of silver. Previously, they had said that the Ten Saber Society was good, but now, their treatment was even better than the Ten Saber Society.
In fact, providing food and lodging may be considered a generous treatment in the future, but here, it was unprecedented.
Fu Qingjun continued, "Also, our gang is divided into three levels of treatment according to the martial arts realm. They wear gold, silver, and bronze badges respectively …"
Fu Qingjun took out a golden mechanical badge the size of a ping pong ball and placed it on the table, "Second Master, Third Master, come up and receive it."
Bai Yu and Little Loud Mouth, surprised, went up to take the badge and found out it was a mechanical pocket watch.
Many of the people below were green with envy.
Just by looking at this exquisite mechanical badge, it should be worth at least thirty to forty taels of silver, right?
If I can become a master, how noble would the identity of wearing this thing be? The little girls and widows next door must be staring at me. I can definitely find a beautiful wife to bring home …
However, the martial arts of the big master and the second master are indeed worthy of such a beautiful watch.
"For now, we will first distribute the gold badges." Fu Qingjun was incomparably calm, he looked down and said, "Bronze and silver, they will be distributed in the following week. Everyone will have a share, just that the color will be different."
We have one too?
All of a sudden, all the martial artists' eyes went straight. They sat on the small benches below and were as reserved as primary school students.
That is a mechanical pocket watch!
The value is …
One for each person, isn't that 37 taels? How much money is that?
Some martial artists felt a warm blood rush to their brains. We are uncouth people, can we use the luxury goods that only these nobles can have??
This exquisite mechanical badge in the palm of our hands, are we afraid of accidentally crushing it?
"Big Brother, this is too …"
"This watch is more exquisite than us, right?"
"Even if you sell us, we can't give this price."
Many people wanted to speak. These naive burly men were just envious, but now that they had it, they didn't dare to ask for it, feeling that they were not worthy of it.
Fu Qingjun felt that these startled burly men were quite cute, but he didn't care about them. He continued in a deep voice, "As for our guests, we also have a membership system. We give out membership cards to symbolize our friendship with Miao Chuntang. The lowest level of membership card can enjoy a 10% discount on all our business."
"Currently, we only have the lowest level of membership card."
Fu Qingjun took out a slightly thin two centimeter square card. He pressed on it lightly, and a melodious classical bell was released. It was actually an exquisite music box.
On the music box, there were two rows of words written in calligraphy:
Crossing the border, Miao Chuntang.
Life kisses me, I will return it with songs.
"This name card …" Qin Hong looked at the concise calligraphy on the name card, which could even play music. She fell in love with it at first glance.
Other martial artists were not cultured and couldn't understand it, but Qin Hong had become a martial artist halfway through her life. When she saw this line of words, she only felt that it was too domineering! It was simply too awesome!
Life kisses me …
I will return it with songs.
This short sentence on the name card was too poetic. The first impression it gave outsiders was that this was a gang with a cultural heritage. It was a very noble feeling, not a rude and violent one.
It was just a short sentence, but it was enough to express the martial artists' unwillingness to accept the end of the martial world. The martial artists' bloodlust, domineeringness, unrestrained freedom, and pleasure in repaying kindness and enmity were all vividly expressed in that one sentence in an extremely implicit manner!
Great literary talent!
She looked at the tall and handsome gang leader with a tall crown on his head.
She secretly sighed with emotion. This Fu Qingjun's literary talent was probably even better than her own teacher.
At this moment, she was really shocked by this amazing design. She thought that her vision was still not broad enough and she suffered because of her lack of culture. The Angel Empire of the past could not come up with such a fancy hierarchy system.
She had to learn from this person.
"Big Brother, this is so expensive. Are you giving it to the guests?" Bai Yu looked at the music box and felt that it was exquisite. He said in surprise, "Big Brother, this should cost at least a dozen taels of silver, right?"
One tael of silver was enough for an ordinary person to live for a week.
Fu Qingjun shook his head and sighed that he was still too young. "This is not something that ordinary people can get. This is a symbol of status … In the future, everyone will be proud to have the friendship of Miao Chuntang!"
Everyone showed unconcealable joy.
Fu Qingjun continued with a smile, "We are loyal to each other. We can sell our lives for our brothers, but it is not vulgar to talk about money. Miao Chuntang will only get bigger and bigger. Today, I promise you that as long as the 37 brothers here work hard enough and practice martial arts diligently, all of you will be in the top management. In the future, all of you will become rich and famous!"
Everyone was shaken.
Even Qin Hong, who was sitting in the corner below, was dumbfounded. Miao Chuntang's generosity and ambition were too great.
Even the second-in-command of Bai Yu, who was sitting next to him, was full of admiration. The spiritual brotherhood and the material well-being were the best way to strengthen the gang.
However, this could only be supported by a very exaggerated supply of goods. Could it be done all the time?
"Second-in-command Bai Yu, come here." Fu Qingjun called.
He walked over.
"Don't think that this thing is expensive."
Fu Qingjun personally hung the golden mechanical badge on his collar. He looked down and said,
"Brothers, in this world, there are two kinds of views on money."
"One is that the mechanical watch you are wearing is worth a hundred taels of silver. The other is that you have worn this mechanical watch before, so it is worth ten thousand taels of silver."
"One day, the 37 elders here, this mechanical watch will be worth ten thousand taels of silver because you have worn it before."
This sentence had a great impact on these martial artists. All the brothers were shocked speechless, and their minds went blank.
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