"For us martial artists, money is our nourishment, so of course the more the better. Besides, it's better for me to use the money than for a dead person to rot in the mountains.
Don’t you think so, Master Gong Yu?”
Gong Yu thought about herself and felt that she had never worried about these things. She suddenly felt a little sorry for warriors like Wan Zhuliu who came from a low-class background.
Then he replied calmly, "That's right!"
"Our Xuanwu Division is under the Imperial Court's Tianxing Division. Since you work for our Xuanwu Division, you will also receive a salary, so you don't have to worry too much about the money."
"How many?"
"Take me as an example. I'm a lieutenant commander, sixth rank, earning two hundred and twenty taels of silver a year."
"Just this little?" Wan Zhuliu couldn't help but complain.
Two hundred taels, to be honest, is not as much as he could earn by running his family shop well.
I still don't feel at ease after taking the two hundred taels of silver, as the work I do is very risky.
The most important thing is that killing and robbing can make money quickly, and he looks down on this slow way of making money.
"Okay, then you name a price. I'll go back and discuss it with Master... and the Chief. Since you have a special status, I'll give you a raise!" Gong Yu was also quite easy to talk to and said directly.
The more you take, the more you do!
Wan Zhuliu knew this very well and simply waved his hand, "Enough, enough. Rather than asking for money, I'd rather ask when you can give me another technique or something."
"Kung Fu?!"
Gong Yu looked a little surprised, "Didn't I just teach you the Red Evil Fist last time? Have you mastered it?"
"It's okay, I guess I've gotten started!"
Gong Yu then narrowed his eyes.
"It seems you've improved. Coincidentally, I've also improved these days. Let's practice!"
laugh!
As soon as she finished speaking, she attacked with a punch.
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