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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.

Despite the generous pay he offered, why would nobody take it?

was to take the

would be difficult ones as well. Tasks such as stronghold assault and city expansion were the jobs everyone wanted to avoid. At such times, the Martial Hall would directly assign these tasks to specific warriors, demanding them to execute these. This is known 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

like his, which could be

As for the positions such as bodyguards and stewards,

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

the pavilion. As for the

like to meet the person for the pavilion, to get to know each other?” Uncle Fu

Once I find

ourselves.”

Young Master. I’ll go report

Thanks, Uncle

took his

in his chest as he saw

I’m talking to you, practice harder. You can only display

Jianming? You’ll lose your shoulder if

scolding others could greatly alleviate one’s anger. After instructing a few young men on martial arts practice, Tang Luo felt his

a spiritual energy of 781.6 now, and being only a step away from becoming a saint,

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

his family about it, guess what? The food

tasted like the stir-fries at home. Without a doubt, it 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 their

orphans regarded the dining hall’s food as a

he just felt that the dining hall’s food was finally edible and thought it was because of

young

to the dining hall, a long line of students was already queuing at the window, but as an instructor, Tang Luo had his own window, and the dishes were slightly

extra portion for the young lad, letting him taste the

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

Tang Luo approached the table holding a plate of food, he saw the bruised and battered

the food, “What happened to your face? Did a

“Pfft—”