At noon the next day, Zuo Zhicheng had yet to get out of bed as he had been practicing martial arts and killing people every night. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the door opening.
It turned out that Xiao Lan had skipped in. At this time, she had changed out of the tattered clothes she was wearing before and changed into a set of white clothes. Coupled with her slender figure and cute face, she looked even more clean and beautiful. It had to be said that people rely on clothes.
When she saw Zuo Zhicheng lying on the bed, she shouted in surprise, "Brother Zuo, the sun is almost up. Why are you still sleeping?"
"I slept a little late last night." Zuo Zhicheng replied casually. He looked behind Xiao Lan and saw a girl in the same white clothes walking in slowly. The girl had a medium build and delicate skin. Her appearance was outstanding, especially her snow-white skin that made people want to pinch it.
However, her temperament was like an unsheathed sword, showing off its sharpness. Coupled with the pair of sharp eyebrows on her face and the training clothes she was wearing, she gave people an unusual feeling of heroism. She was like a sword immortal or a swordsman in ancient legends.
However, when she saw Zuo Zhicheng who had just gotten out of bed, there was a hint of disgust in her eyes.
Xiao Lan introduced, "Brother Zuo, this is Sister Jiang Qing. She is Master Jiang's daughter. She has been taking care of me in the martial arts center for the past few days."
"Hello, my name is Zuo Zhicheng. Thank you for taking care of Xiao Lan." Zuo Zhicheng smiled. The infrared vision of his left eye pierced through the blindfold and looked at Jiang Qing. He saw that her hands and wrists were already connected with pink Xiantian Qi.
It seemed that Zuo Zhicheng's previous guess was right. The Haoran Martial Arts Center did have true martial arts.
However, what he didn't know was that Jiang Qing already had a bad impression of him the moment she saw him. For the past few days, Xiao Lan had been staying at the Haoran Martial Arts Center. Because of her innocence, kindness, and pitiful background, she quickly gained Jiang Lan's sympathy.
Jiang Qing had also heard him mention Zuo Zhicheng because Xiao Lan had once asked her for help. She wanted to ask if the martial arts school still needed to recruit people.
Originally, Jiang Qing had heard that Zuo Zhicheng had been looking for a job at the docks for a few days without finding one. She had thought that he was a lazy person. As long as one was willing to work hard at the docks, one could at least find a job as a porter.
What Jiang Qing hated the most in her life was this kind of people who didn't seek to improve themselves and only muddled along. Now that she saw Zuo Zhicheng lying in bed in the middle of the day and not looking for a job, she felt even more disgusted with him.
"You're welcome. Xiao Lan's family background isn't good, and she encountered the Hai Long Gang. It's not safe for a girl to live here."
Zuo Zhicheng asked "by the way, Xiao Lan, why did you come back today?"
Xiao Lan said, "Well, it's okay now. I heard that the Black Hearted Tiger was killed, so I can move back today. Sister Jiang Qing was worried about me coming back alone, so she sent me here. "
Zuo Zhicheng said in "surprise," "The Black Hearted Tiger is dead? How did he die? "
Jiang Qing explained, "He was killed by someone. I heard that it was killed with one punch. I don't know where the master came from. " Her eyes were filled with admiration. "To be able to kill the Black Hearted Tiger with one punch, his martial arts are probably not inferior to my father's."
"That's unexpected," Zuo Zhicheng said calmly, "That's good. Xiao Lan, you don't have to worry about anything."
"Yes," Xiao Lan said happily, "I can go fishing with my father again."
Hearing Xiao Lan's words, Jiang Qing frowned. She didn't want Xiao Lan to go fishing after seeing how poor her house was. She didn't want Xiao Lan to go fishing every day. This kind of life was torture for a girl. Besides, the docks were full of good and bad people. It was not suitable for a girl to go there every day.
She thought for a while and said, "Xiao Lan, Aunt Ye will go home to take care of her grandson. The martial arts center needs a cook. I don't know if you'd like to come."
Xiao Lan was reluctant at first. She didn't want to leave the fishing boat she grew up on. However, under Jiang Qing's repeated persuasion, she finally agreed.
However, she looked at Zuo Zhicheng and seemed to think of something. She suddenly said, "Sister Jiang Qing, isn't the martial arts center still lacking a permanent worker? Why don't you let Brother Zuo go? We can meet every day. "
Jiang Qing frowned and looked at Zuo Zhicheng with a scrutinizing gaze. She said, "You haven't found a job yet?"
Zuo Zhicheng smiled indifferently and said, "I haven't found a suitable one yet."
Hearing Zuo Zhicheng's words, Jiang Qing secretly curled her lips. She thought that he was biting off more than he could chew. She wanted to immediately refuse to help Zuo Zhicheng, but then she remembered that Xiao Lan seemed to like this lazy guy.
She suddenly thought that if this guy really wanted to rely on Xiao Lan's family and continued to eat and drink here, it would be troublesome. She might as well let him work at her house. Xiao Lan saw this guy with the other disciples. She could naturally tell the good from the bad.
And when he came to the martial arts center, he naturally couldn't cheat. If something like this happened, he would be kicked out. It would also let Xiao Lan see this guy's true colors.
Thinking of this, Jiang Qing smiled slightly. "The martial arts center is indeed lacking a permanent worker. The main job is to sweep the floor, wipe the table, and serve tea. The salary is ninety yuan a month. Lunch is included, and there's meat for every meal. I don't know if you're willing."
In New Continent City, if an adult man didn't eat meat, he would only earn one or two coins per meal. For example, the dinner that Zuo Zhicheng and Boss Song had at home for the past few days was just dried fish that couldn't be sold. The value of the food was less than one coin. Jiang Qing's salary was very fair.
Especially at noon in the martial arts center, there was meat for every meal. It was very good for Zuo Zhicheng's body. After all, he was practicing martial arts every day. Without Shorty, if he didn't eat well, he would naturally be malnourished. His body would become thin, and his martial arts might even regress.
Moreover, Zuo Zhicheng already had thoughts about the martial arts center. He originally wanted to find an excuse for his public identity that he knew martial arts.
Therefore, after listening to Jiang Qing's suggestion, Zuo Zhicheng said, "How about this? I don't want a salary. I just want a meal every day, and I can also learn martial arts at the martial arts center."
"You want to learn martial arts?" Jiang Qing looked up and down at Zuo Zhicheng. "It's not impossible. But the normal students in our martial arts center only receive ten yuan a month. If you don't want a salary, we'll include an extra dinner and breakfast for you."
"But it's very hard to learn martial arts. Besides, you have to work for the martial arts center every day. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"That's fine." Zuo Zhicheng smiled, revealing his white teeth. He looked like a simple young man who had just come from the countryside. "I'm not afraid of hardships."
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