Chapter 1: Talking Tuber Chunan
The sun has already sunk, the heat of the day slowly fades away, and the moist breeze comes as promised.
In the courtyard, exquisite dishes were filled with tables, and there were only two young men in red robes sitting next to the table. The huge mountain-opening axe embroidered on their chests made people laugh when they saw it.
Qian Yang leaned on his cheek and stared blankly at the table with a delicious food full of aura, but unexpectedly he had no appetite.
His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Since Chu Nan forced him to change into this torn robe, Qian Yang's expression never stretched out. At this point, Qian Yang was really not in conflict with joining the mountain gate. He just felt deeply: this dress was simply too ugly!
"Senior brother, eat food!" Chu Nan greeted Qian Yang with a smile on his face, but only rolled his eyes.
"Teacher~~~~~ Brother~~~~~" Chu Nan dragged his voice and called out softly again, which scared Qian Yang to have goosebumps all over his body and exploded.
"There has been a lot of changes recently!" Qian Yangxin felt something and sighed.
"Where is there any change?" Chu Nan obviously didn't think so.
Qian Yang gave himself a glass of wine, and killed it in one sip, smacked his lips, and picked up a piece of flesh that was not just a spirit beast and stuffed it into his mouth: "My junior used to not speak easily, and opening his mouth would hurt people, but now he has learned to speak well."
Chu Nan also picked up the dish and smiled bitterly, "Who is willing to speak? I used to be too lazy to open it once every three days. But since I came to the open gate, I can't say this. I said it from morning to night every day, which made me dry my mouth and I don't know how much water I have to drink a day. Do you know? Speaking is inertia. Now I can't stop as soon as I open my mouth, for fear that if I say less, I will have to be in a row. Then I don't know how much more I have to say! This time, I'm hoping that my senior brother will come back. Please, please pull me out of the sea of suffering!"
Qian Yang shook his head and sighed: "You are still really straightforward."
Chu Nan took a sip of wine, and I didn't want it to be like this when he wrote on his face.
Qian Yang did not talk about sex, but only cared about eating. He felt that Chu Nan had changed too much, and at the same time, he also thought of Li Xiaofei, who had the same change. However, Li Xiaofei was the opposite of Chu Nan. Chu Nan restrained his sharp temperament, while Li Xiaofei was less weak as before.
It's all for life!
These two were once children in Qian Yang's eyes, but before they knew it, they were growing up day by day. In this process, they had to adapt to the environment they were in. The slightly abrupt change was also to cater to those pressures they could not imagine before.
Qian Yang didn't know if they were doing this, but he didn't like it.
After drinking a few glasses of spiritual wine, Qian Yang's face turned red, and his boring thoughts were gradually thrown away by him. It was the first time he had eaten a meal and drank a drink since he came to Tianyuan Continent.
"Senior brother, why do you think the sect let me be this deacon! What kind of material do I have to do with the head sect?" Chu Nan was also a little alcoholic.
Qian Yang shook his head and comforted: "How many people can do the job that suits them! Just do it!"
"I really can't do this deacon, senior brother, do you think it will be suitable after working for a long time?" Chu Nan obviously expressed doubts about Qian Yang's words.
"It's not that you're suitable for doing it, but you're used to doing it!" Qian Yang drank another glass of wine, then picked up the wine pot, found it was empty, so he signaled Chu Nan to go back.
Get some wine.
"Hey!" Chu Nan shouted outside. A disciple of a small axe quickly brought a tray to the corner of the table, which was neatly packed with wine pots.
Qian Yang filled himself with another cup and asked, "By the way, what do you, the deacon, do you do every day?"
Chu Nan shrugged: "I just don't know what I'm doing every day, so I feel bored!"
"Oh?" Qian Yang was stunned: "What do you say?"
Chu Nan killed the wine in the glass and shook his head: "What did the sect ask me to come here for? I don't tell you that my senior brother knows it. Of course, this matter has not been on track yet, so I won't talk about it for the time being."
Qian Yang nodded and listened with his ears.
"But although that matter has not started yet, I must make some preparations now." Chu Nan stopped eating and just drank: "I originally planned to take advantage of this time to improve the strength of the disciples of the Kaishanmen, take into account some mutual cooperation, and cultivate some tacit understanding of fighting."
"This is right!" Qian Yang nodded in agreement.
Chu Nan sighed, "But you need to have resources to improve your combat power? You have to offer all pills, right? You can't let your disciples go in vain if you take it out to practice tacit understanding, right? Where can I get so many spirit stones!"
Qian Yang rubbed his face: "Didn't the head coach give you a spirit stone?"
"I must have given it!" Chu Nan looked bitter: "But that little bit of spirit stone is not enough! The money is given privately by the head sect, and the expenses of the Qingling Sect cannot be left. You said that no matter how rich the head sect is, how can he afford to support a sect alone!"
"Then try to make money by yourself. There are so many people who open the mountain gate, so you have to find a way to support yourself." Qian Yang said.
"That's right! I'm thinking about earning spirit stones now!" Chu Nan slapped the table: "I'm determined to make money, but who knows that making money is so troublesome! I'm so worried every day because they stop me from making money!"
"Who is blocking you? You dare to cut off your wealth? I will help you hit him!" Qian Yang covered his face with wine, and his temper came to his senses.
Chu Nan curled his lips: "Who else can you? That dead old woman in the Neishitang!"
"Neishitang?" Qian Yang was stunned. He really didn't understand the structure of opening the mountain gate.
Chu Nan knew that he didn't know, so he had to explain: "There are only more than 400 people who opened the mountain gate, and he didn't plan to do the long-term, so he set up two halls: Foreign Affairs Hall and Internal Affairs Hall. I have the final say in the Foreign Affairs Hall, and the old woman in Internal Affairs Hall."
"That old woman is also from Qingling Sect?" Qian Yang felt that he was right in guessing.
"Yes! Of course, such an important position cannot be handed over to outsiders." Chu Nan nodded.
"Since they are all from the Qingling Sect, what else is there to say?" Qian Yang was a little puzzled.
Chu Nan was so angry that he said that, he said angrily: "The old woman didn't know how she had a brain. She had no real work except to find faults. As long as she passed by, she couldn't continue. If she was short of money, she knew to look for me. OK! I'll make money! Then she looked for faults again. I was tossed and turned by her every day, but nothing could be done!
Qian Yang shook his head: "What do you care about her? Do whatever she should do?"
"When the headmaster came, I asked me to listen to her opinions more. How could I say I do whatever I want! But with her there, I really don't think about doing anything!" Chu Nan said more and more angry, and he didn't want the cup. He picked up the wine pot and poured it into his mouth.
"How did she make trouble?" Qian Yang was really curious about this, thinking that since they were all from the Qingling Sect, they should naturally know which one is light and which one is heavy, and why are they still dragging their backs?
Chu Nan drank all the wine in the pot and then began to pour out bitterness: "That time, I wanted to bring a hundred people out for training and earn some money back. As a result, the old woman asked me, "How do you plan to share the money when you make money? I said, "That's the one hundred people! If you lack money, I can bring you back 100% of the money for daily expenses in the sect. She said that's not OK. If you share the money with one hundred people, wouldn't the remaining three hundred people have any objections? I had to say that I would bring a hundred this time, and I would bring another hundred next time, and everyone would bring all four times. She said, "The disciples who have responsibilities in the sect will definitely not be able to go there, do you also get a share of them?" I said, "Okay, when you make money, we will process money for the disciples with responsibilities." She also said that the wages are not added randomly, and the positions are different."
The wages you add must be different. Whether you take care of most people or tend to higher positions is said. I don’t know this! I just said how to add you, please do it! She said, how do you plan to choose those 100 people? Should you choose those who have contributed to the sect on weekdays, or simply have high school training? I said, "If you go out to fight, you should choose those with higher school training first!" Then she said that that would not work, and wouldn’t it be dispelled from the enthusiasm of those disciples who are willing to serve the sect? I said, "You can do whatever you want, just choose one hundred people and let me take them away." She said, "It's not her responsibility to choose the best or bad ones."
Qian Yang was so angry that he quickly grabbed Chu Nan: "Tell me, how did you decide in the end?"
"Finally?" Chu Nan looked sarcastic: "How can there be the last one! Do you think her words were said to me at one time?"
"Ah?" Qian Yang wondered: "What does it mean?"
Chu Nan sighed: "I said I would take one hundred people to practice. She said she would consider it. Then, after three days, she asked me how to share the money. I said one hundred people would share it. She said she would consider it. Then in three days, she told me that the remaining three hundred people had opinions. I said she would take turns to take it. She said she would consider it. Three days later..."
"Okay, okay, I'm convinced!" Qian Yang was wearing Chu Nan's mouth. He probably wouldn't stop him, Chu Nan could add fuel to the five hundred words and add fuel to the five thousand words.
Chu Nan carried another pot of wine: "How long has it been established for the mountain gate been opened? Just consider it, four hundred people in the door have been idle for half a year! If you chase her, she will say that there are too many things to do every day and you don't have time to think about my little things.
"Then, you keep holding on to her?" Qian Yang felt ten thousand flies flying in his ears.
"I don't want to endure either! But what if I can't bear it? A few days ago, I caught up with a good opportunity. I told him all the good things, and I almost knelt down and kowtowed her. After all, he agreed to send fifty people to Heishishan." Chu Nan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fifty people?" Qian Yangxin said that this was wrong!
Chu Nan then said, "As a result, before I could go out, the old woman changed her mind again. I don't know what she thought. After seven or eight days of hard work, she chose 150 people and stuffed them in. I asked her if the big place in the Black Stone Mountain could use 200 people? She said that the sect organized disciples to go out collectively for the first time. It doesn't matter if there are too many people, and if there are fewer people, we will all take responsibility. I was too lazy to talk nonsense to her, so I threw all the 200 people on the Black Stone Mountain."
Chapter completed!