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Chapter 53 Fortune Telling
After drinking three rounds and eating five flavors, the few people became acquainted.

Chen Jin had some doubts in his heart. The four of them seemed to be a bit too casual about fame, money and other aspects. Even Shen Fei, who had the most quack flavor, seemed a little detached, just like a certain Taoist he had seen before. There is not much worldly atmosphere.

But the attitude of the four of them was good, and it was not profitable to go to the Escort, so he suppressed his doubts for the time being.

The magician seems to have replaced himself as the big brother of the team, but it is actually out of helplessness.

A brash who can stop a child from crying at night when he laughs, but can't beat a fart with three sticks, a cute and cute loli who seems to be young, and a young man with intermittent convulsions.No matter how you look at him, he is the most normal of the four.

It was already the end of the dinner, and he tentatively said, "Brother Chen." This was Chen Jin's request, saying that in the future, we will live and die together, and we should be brothers.

"I don't know if there are any tasks that need to be carried out right now. I hope I can get acquainted with the brothers as soon as possible."

Chen Jin pondered for a moment, and said: "There is some work, but the four younger brothers think it is very hard to travel all the way, why don't you rest for half a day?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at the four of them, their eyes were clean, their clothes were neat, and there was no sign of dust, and he sighed in his heart that his words were too empty.

After the magician greeted him, he told everyone that there are currently three businesses in the Escort.

The first one is the serious escort business, personal escort, escorting Kuding.

This is a common job in escort agencies. Escorting Kuding, who works in the bank, to and from get off work is a very easy task for a mature escort agency. Of course, the rewards are not much.

The second item is to look after the home of Qian Yuan’s family in the east of the city.

The third item is that several merchants on a street in the west of the city hired bodyguards to maintain order.

The latter two tasks are also common tasks in escort agencies, and they are more down-to-earth.

In addition to the three major types of dart business, food darts, material darts, and personal darts, the Escort Bureau will also take on jobs such as nobles, court officials, rich merchants, and housekeepers, or follow and protect the children of nobles when they travel.

It's just that those who are willing to do these things will not be famous escort masters in the world.

Compared with darts, these businesses are much easier and earn more, but they are very embarrassing.

Although there are many dangers in walking darts and sleeping in the open, at least you don't have to bow your knees to those rich people, force yourself to laugh, don't look at people's faces, and be driven by people. People who practice martial arts still value dignity very much.

However, even to protect these three groups of people, the difficulty is not the same.

The mansions of the princes and nobles themselves have a large number of servants and servants, and they hire some bodyguards, mostly just to fill up the noodles, which sounds nice and looks good.

To protect the merchants is to help them maintain the order of the shops and prevent them from being bullied by gangsters, hooligans, hooligans and other social people. If someone comes to make trouble, the escort will be responsible for driving them away.

Escorting important officials of the imperial court is dangerous to a certain extent. If an important official of the imperial court hires a bodyguard, it means that he may face the assassination of political enemies. These assassins are here to kill people, unlike robbers. Give a few dollars and send it away. This is immortality, and you must fight with real swords and guns, so the risk is relatively high.

Chen Jin assigned places for the four of them, Shen Fei took the bodyguard, the magician went to Wang Yuanwai's house as a security guard, and the dead prisoner Walking Walk and Knock Cute were responsible for helping merchants maintain order.

The task of Qian Yuan's family started half a month ago, and counting today, it will be finished in three days.There are two days left to hire merchants, and Shen Fei has the shortest task, all he needs to do is to escort Kuding off work tonight.

Several people looked at each other. There are currently three tasks in the Escort, and one of the tasks will end in three days. It seems that the system does not give any options.

The four of them didn't delay, they changed into bunts instead of unsuitable long robes, and each took their orders and left.

The magician went alone, let's not show it for the time being.

Since Shen Fei's mission was still early, he went to the commercial street in the west of the city first to follow the death row prisoner and knock cute.

The city the four of them were in at this time was called Ningcheng. After a rough inquiry, they found that it was not the Qing Dynasty they were familiar with, but only had a similar historical track and dynastic environment.

So different from the common distribution in the city in the Qing Dynasty, in Ningcheng, most of the dignitaries, local tyrants and country gentry lived in the center and east of the city, and the south of the city was mostly ordinary people.

It was summer and autumn, and the trees and branches along the way were seldom pruned, but stretched quite wantonly.

Stepping on the bluestone road, the three of them found the block where the mission was issued under the leadership of another bodyguard surnamed Zhang.

In front of the eyes, there is a barefoot umbrella repairman; a tooth extraction doctor with hooks, pliers and other tools in front of him; there is also a small table in front of him, with a fortune-telling magic stick written on the cover... All walks of life Various industries, and so on.

Several people met with another bodyguard who was patrolling here, and when the bodyguard saw his own person coming, he couldn't help pouring out his bitterness: "You can count it, there are too many loafers on this street, I'm here A person, no matter how good his martial arts is, his two fists are no match for his four hands, and he can't stand it any longer."

Before he finished complaining, there was already a lot of noise in the market, and the attention of several people was immediately attracted.

I saw a few masters who looked like rascals surrounded the fortune-telling booth.

An idle man chewing grass roots in his mouth stretched out his hand to touch the fortune-telling cover, as if he was thinking about what to do with the cloth of the cover.

Another accomplice of his was just picking up a bamboo stick from the stick, took a look at it and threw it on the small fortune-telling table, and then took another one out of the tube, repeating the process, throwing the bamboo sticks all over the small table in a mess.

The idler in the lead stretched out his feet and hooked the chair beside the booth in front of him, then sat down loudly, spat out the grass roots in his mouth, shook his head and said to the fortune teller: "Old man, there was a man who told me a fortune teller before. , I have three fortunes, and I want to become a high-ranking official and make a fortune in the future, so you come to me to figure out when I will get rich."

The fortune-teller's face was full of bitterness, and the hand holding the "Book of Changes" was trembling. Seeing this situation, he was also helpless, and said in a low voice: "Little old man, I will count it for you, I just beg you, don't do it again It’s just the little old man’s pretense, and the lottery... yes, yes, let’s stop the little old man, tell me about your birthday.”

Seeing that the three idlers were about to stretch their necks and stare, the old fortune-teller was too frightened to speak any more, so he obediently told the idler's fortune.

The idle man tilted his head, did not look at him, and said calmly: "Renzi, Guichou, Xinyou, Yiwei."

The old fortune-teller muttered: "It is indeed Renguixin Sanqi, or Shun Sanqi..."
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PS1: PS2 and PS3 are gossip and crazy talk, you just take it as a joke.

PS2: At the end of the last chapter, a reader commented that I missed a chapter, and I gave him a thumbs-up. I was very happy, which means that someone who reads my book and picks and chooses is a sincere buyer.

But I still want to explain that it is not water, but a necessary setting. Because in the martial arts novels of Jin and Gu, the escort agencies are all tricks, causing people to have a lot of misunderstandings about the escort agencies.

Escorts were also very popular in history. During the Qing Dynasty, the transportation of food, money, and imperial bars all depended on the Escorts.

I don't want to say a few words, I can't tell you that bodyguards are not a group of professions that rely on brute force to fight and kill, but a group of social talents, relying on high emotional intelligence to wander around the rivers and lakes, and they use their mouths more than guns .

PS3: This book was voted in the wrong category. It stands to reason that it should be voted in the science fiction-time travel category. What I want to write is the original world.

Looking at the books recommended in the same period every day, hundreds of thousands of collections are added a day, and I only have dozens. It is impossible to say that it does not affect the mentality.

When you think about it, you actually understand that writing American comics, Hong Kong dramas, Japanese comics, etc. has its own enthusiasm, and secondly, readers will know which book to read by reading the title.

And what I expect is to write original worlds and original scripts, and I really have no qualifications to compare with others.

I asked the editor and said that the book that has been pushed can no longer be changed before it is put on the shelf. I thought that was the only way to do it.

Many people in the group suggested that I cut it, but I couldn’t bear it. I haven’t finished my story yet, and I still have seven or eight scripts in my heart that I haven’t presented to everyone. Let me hold back the story and not tell it, it will kill me.

Think about it, let's do it, at least there are still a few readers, aren't there?

I wrote it with all my heart, everyone is tolerant and read, let's try to find a way together, thank you.

(End of this chapter)