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Chapter 41: Chapter 37: Do Not Seek Others!

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Three days later, Chang Fu found Tang Luo, who was at the Cultivation Ground

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“Young Master, there’s news about the shop.”

“SO soon? Uncle Fu, you’re amazing!” Tang Luo exclaimed, giving him a thumbs-up.

“You’re too kind, Young Master. It was all down to good luck,” Chang Fu modestly waved his hand.

“There’s a place on Linfu Street in the west of the city, near the Fengqing Alley, which meets all your requirements. Do you remember the jade pendant owned by Fang Han?”

“Hmm, I remember.”

“That jade pendant was pawned in a pawnshop at the end of Linfu Street, called Qingfeng Bank. When I was searching for the jade pendant, I had contacted the steward of Qingfeng Bank. As soon as I heard that you wanted to buy shops, the boss of Qingfeng Bank was willing to sell us the three shops at the end of Linfu Street for 30,000 gold coins. What do you think, Young Master?

Tang Luo frowned at the news. Such a low price was simply outrageous. Either Qingfeng Bank was trying to curry favor with the Tang Clan, or they wanted to owe him a favor. Either way, it was trouble.

One could only say that the boss of Qingfeng Bank was too naive.

“Buy at the original price, plus a premium of thirty percent. If Qingfeng Bank agrees to sell, then well buy. If they don’t, well look elsewhere. I believe there are many stores that meet our requirements.

As Chang Fu heard Tang Luo’s words, admiration filled his eyes. He respectfully responded, “Yes, I’ll faithfully relay your words to the boss of Qingfeng Bank. There’s also another matter.”

“What else?” Tang Luo asked, curious.

“It’s about your recruitment task. Apart from the position at the pavilion that has been filled, no one has yet taken up the positions of bodyguard and steward. Young Master, should I assign these tasks directly?”

Isn’t that possible? Tang Luo looked shocked.

of running the pavilion within Xiling City. Despite the generous pay he offered, why would

the task assignment methods were only three. One was to take the tasks on one’s own

stronghold assault and city expansion were the jobs everyone wanted to avoid. At such

published. However, once someone completed it, they would be honored as conferred warriors by the Martial Hall, bringing blessings to their descendants. Even if they couldn’t complete the tasks, their families would be well cared for by the Martial Hall,

his, which could be done by a single

decent warrior who could suppress the scene. As for the positions such as bodyguards and stewards, those were just perks intended to lighten his load. If they didn’t want them, he didn’t care

Tang Luo finally said, “No need. I’ll manage with

the steward, I’ll

When would you like to meet the person for the pavilion, to

find a steward, we can

ourselves.”

Young Master. I’ll go report to

Thanks, Uncle Fu.

took his

a lump in his chest as he saw the curious gazes from several students. He barked, “What are you

you, practice harder. You can only display two palm shadows even now, you might as well be a

your shoulder if

one’s anger. After instructing a few young men on martial arts practice, Tang Luo felt his mood settle once more. Once more, the world was filled with

now, and being only a step away from becoming a

was time for lunch. Thinking about his stomach, Tang Luo leisurely headed

to his family about it, guess what?

was his mother Xu Shuhui’s handiwork. It was said that the dining hall’s food expenses had increased by thirty percent-no wonder the students were praising it highly and expressing

the dining hall’s food as a delicacy. And now, the standard had been

younger brother, he just felt that the dining hall’s food was finally edible and thought it was

young man

was already queuing at the window, but as an instructor, Tang Luo had

Luo would always get an extra portion for the young lad, letting him taste the treatment

an open hall filled with tables and chairs. The disciples of the Tang Clan who studied in the No. 1 cultivation room generally sat in the northeast corner for meals. The young lad would always wait obediently at a square table in the corner at noon every day, and today was

approached the table holding a plate of food, he saw

Tang Luo casually put down the food, “What happened to your face? Did a dog chase

“Pfft—”