The Last Mecha

Chapter 160 Crisis?Chance?
In the morning of the next day, at the Jiangsong Martial Art Museum, the scorching sun rose into the sky. This was the last half hour before the cool weather turned to sweltering heat.

Lu Shouliang was humming, and with two silver dollars in his pocket, he walked out of the gate silently on catwalks, and landed on Spinning Wheel Street five alleys away.

Jiang Song's mornings are always busy, the golden light in the sky has just cast half of the land, and there are already many crowds on the street.

A long siren sounded from a distant factory, and workers wearing cloth shoes and towels draped over their shoulders walked close together.

All the food cookers opened their doors and set up wooden benches all over the floor. White smoke rose from the cauldrons and steamers, causing large beads of sweat to hang on the flushed face of the master chef.

"Boss, a bowl of wontons, a tea egg, and a basket." Lu Shouliang hesitated for a moment, then changed his words, "Forget it, just these two."

"Okay, the current one, wait a moment, I'll bring it to you when it's done."

He grabbed the bamboo stool not far away and stuffed it under his buttocks.

Before it had time to heat up, I heard a rather familiar young voice from behind: "Boss, the bowl of wontons and tea eggs just now is mine, and a bowl of dried bamboo shoots noodles, and a drawer of steamed buns. Pancakes. Oh, don’t forget the vinegar!”

Then a figure passed through the white smoke and put a few coins on the table with the steamer. The breakfast cook stuffed them into his pocket, wiped his hands on his bib, and said with a grin, "right now."

Wu Gou pulled another bench and sat on a seat that wasn't very close to Lu Shouliang, but definitely not far away either.

"Hey, what are you doing, I thought you don't need to bribe me to win the six rounds."

The corner of Lu Shouliang's mouth twitched and joked, but he was thinking about what this dark horse would do for him.

It was an open secret in the Xingyi Sect that Master Jiang wanted this young man. Wu Gou's strength and aptitude have been affirmed after five fights now. Paul, it wasn't exactly a joke.

With this guy's talent, it is very possible to surpass himself in the first three to five years.

Lu Shouliang wasn't worried about falling out of favor, Jiang Mulin had always served a bowl of water fairly among his direct disciples, but he just felt that if this was the case, he would feel a little embarrassed.

As a human being, it's normal to have a few murmurs in your heart about a guy who threatens you.

Could it be that this person can't wait to show off his majesty?
Walking over with such a quick mind, Lu Shouliang immediately put on a brotherly smile, saying that he should not show timidity in front of Wu Gou.

"Liu Shuying is my friend. His father is Big Brother Lu. You help him to send him there. I treat you to breakfast. I just want to express my gratitude."

Unexpectedly, such a sentence popped out of Wu Gou's mouth, in a calm and respectful tone, which seemed to make sense.

The corners of Lu Shouliang's mouth twitched, and then he changed into a smile and said, "Okay, you are voluntary for the breakfast, and I will take advantage of you."

While talking, the chef who was flushed with smoke came up with large plates and small dishes. The two ate loudly, and Lu Shouliang was not polite, as if they were fighting with the chopsticks for the pancakes over the steamed buns.

"Brother Lu, how much change can you get for a week as apprentices?"

Wu Gou asked in a vague voice, swallowing a mouthful of noodles.

"Confidential, hard to say."

Lu Shouliang glanced at him, and began to wonder if this man lost his pants in gambling and borrowed them.

"There must be more than me, a commoner kid, right?"

"Maybe."

"Then why are you reluctant to order a steamed stuffed bun for breakfast? Doesn't it make you feel uncomfortable if you don't have enough to eat? Isn't it the end of the month?"

"Cough—" Lu Shouliang, who hadn't swallowed half a piece of meat stuffing in his mouth, almost spit it out of his nasal cavity. He took a sip of wonton soup, and then said, "Oh, isn't it. I'm getting fat after eating too much, I think Lose weight."

"what?"

Wu Gou stared at him with two pitch-black eyes, full of doubts.

Those who practice martial arts have never talked about dieting. They consume so much every day, and treating their stomach badly will delay their progress.

To put it bluntly, the road of martial arts is no different from being promoted to learn at the moment. It is also a struggle for strength and status, so no one will trip you up.

Jiang Mulin and his five apprentices in the Martial Art Museum, the monthly food expenses are more than twice that of normal households. Asking him if the money is not enough, other reasons may not work, and it is absolutely effective if you are not full.

It is said that Xi Wu has a good figure, which is also the reason for the high consumption, and it is not a model, this is common sense.

Lu Shouliang knew what Wu Gou was wondering about, so he couldn't answer. He just finished a big bowl of ravioli by himself, took the last half of scallion pancakes in his mouth, got up and left without looking back.

He walked a few hundred steps away, but when he turned around, the young man named Wu Gou was standing not far away ten steps away, with a reckless smile on his face.

"Grandpa, why are you looking for me?" Lu Shouliang asked helplessly.

"I'm guessing, just guessing." Wu Gou said with a smile, "At the beginning of the month, I ran out of money, and there is no other reason. How much money can I spend on meals, don't you think? The only way to get money is to play money."

"Don't talk nonsense, especially with others."

Lu Shouliang stared at him immediately, as if he was going to get angry, but he was not so majestic in his heart, but rather languid.

It is true that he likes to cover up, and it is precisely because of the technical itching today that he wants to save two bucks and have more happy capital.

Although Lu Shouliang never played with big money, this is not a dead line, but Jiang Mulin is not happy to see his apprentice go to cover it up. Every time he finds out, he will inevitably be lectured and have to act like a salted fish on the beam all night.

This person was punished, and the four people were punished together, and the damage was completely different.

Especially after he reached a tacit understanding with Li Yinghong, they would take advantage of each other's hanging on the beam, hug a watermelon and sit leisurely underneath.

Wu Gou, who was standing opposite, still had a friendly smile, just like the memory of his previous life. Lu Shouliang still had this fun-loving personality, watching operas, listening to music, and especially loved it.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Jiang Mulin, who likes to test people, deliberately entrusted him with work related to money, such as finding a cooperative foreign firm.

In the last life, when Lu Shouliang was in charge of this matter, the first foreign firm he went to was Xue Ji Foreign Firm.

Which one is this?Wu Gou had just returned to the present world, and when he was recovering from a serious illness, the Xue Youcheng who threw down some money and broke off the engagement was the boss.

At that time, Jiang Mulin also had an urgent matter that needed money. As a result, a manager surnamed Cai who was in charge of the matchmaking was a pickpocket. He sold the news to foreigners in the concession and almost caused a big mess.

Although Jiang Mulin and Li Youyun didn't deal with each other, they had one thing in common, that is, they didn't look good to foreigners, so they had accumulated a lot of grievances over the years. The dislike of Jinmen Fusang Martial Arts Association towards him was just the tip of the iceberg.

So there are not a few foreigners who will trip him up once he has the opportunity.

And if the news of buying something in the auction house is leaked in a few days, someone may interfere.

What's more, Lawrence is still the property of the Bretons. Jiang Mulin suddenly wants to buy something here, which is a mechanical product with high technological content. It is hard to say whether this has anything to do with Xia Guoxin's newly established research institute.

There is a good chance something will happen.

However, for Wu Gou, this is a crisis, but not a big one. As he thought before, there are still many ways to save his mother, and Jiang Mulin, who promised, can't let go of it.

At the same time, this is also an opportunity.

The Martial Arts Academy changed several options in Jiang Song before finally reaching a cooperation with Cao Yong's Jiaolong Foreign Firm, which wasted a lot of energy and time on both sides.

Now, while trying his best to make this matter go smoothly, he may be able to let Jiaolong Yangxing take the position ahead of schedule, which is not only beneficial to his Qi nuclear plan, but also can be sold to Cao Yong as a big favor.

(End of this chapter)