Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Huang Mengsheng is responsible for overall financial statistics, supervision, etc.

Other chores are handled by the people below.

They also imitated the Beggars' Sect and established positions such as elders and deacons.

Aside from him, the other four people present were elders.

His capable subordinates are deacons, who serve as shop managers and the like.

"Niu Gui, how many people have you recruited? Are there anyone available?" Zhao Chengtian asked with a worried look on his face.

A sturdy man with dark skin and muscles like a dragon on his left replied, "Boss, we only recruited twenty people yesterday and the day before yesterday, and none of them are available.

These people can only make up for the loss of our lower-level personnel. If they want to become elite members, it depends on their hard work."

Niu Gui knew that the useful people the gang leader was talking about were martial artists who had entered the acquired realm.

Zhao Chengtian sighed and asked Huang Mengsheng, "Elder Huang, I wonder if your Huang family could send someone to support my Black Tiger Gang?"

There are three aristocratic families in the city, the Huang family, the Zhang family, and the Hua family.

Originally the three families were similar, but now the Hua family has a county magistrate.

With the county magistrate's backdoor decision, the interests of the Huang and Zhang families were damaged.

The cake of Yangcheng is so small that if one side benefits, another side will inevitably suffer.

County Magistrate Hua Wenxuan favors the Hua family, and the Huang and Zhang families are no match for them.

So I could only turn my gaze to the other person.

Originally, the Zhang family was at a disadvantage, but then another person, Zhang Yifeng, emerged from the Zhang family.

In his early years, Zhang Yifeng became a disciple of the Qiu Shui Sword School, which was fifty miles away.

Now that he has returned from his studies, he has directly established the Dark Night Pavilion.

As soon as it was established, it destroyed the Jiaolong Society that had previously been against them with the help of the Qiu Shui Sword Sect.

Then he planned to wipe out the Black Tiger Gang in one fell swoop.

Zhao Chengtian was ready to run away with his property at that time. After all, the supreme elder of Qiu Shui Sword Sect was a congenital master.

However, the Yangcheng Beggars' Gang branch did not want the Dark Night Pavilion to grow stronger and affect the status of their branch.

So he stopped the Qiu Shui Sword Sect and did not allow them to interfere in the battle in Yangcheng.

Only then did Zhao Chengtian not give up on the Black Tiger Gang.

But the Black Tiger Gang gradually fell into a disadvantage.

The main reason is that the leader of the Dark Night Pavilion, Zhang Yifeng, comes from the Qiu Shui Sword School, and Zhang Yifeng is a member of the Zhang family and has obtained the full support of the Zhang family.

The Zhang family planned to destroy the Black Tiger Gang and take over its assets, land, etc.

Although the Huang family has close ties with their Black Tiger Gang, he also received their strong support when he founded the Black Tiger Gang.

But Zhao Chengtian is not a member of the Huang family.

The Huang family will not help him with all their strength.

Huang Mengsheng is a member of the Huang family. He has been in charge of the finances for many years and no one knows how much he has embezzled.

Moreover, he kept winning over people in the gang, and seemed to be trying to undermine me.

This is to make the Black Tiger Gang become the Huang family's minions.

He had been dissatisfied for a long time, but the current situation did not allow him to turn against them.

Chapter 36 Assessment (I)

Huang Mengsheng heard Zhao Chengtian's question and replied: "Boss, you also know how much resources it takes to train a warrior.

Just the amount of food he needs is several times more than that of an ordinary person, let alone other things.

Although my Huang family has some wealth, we don't have many warriors."

Zhao Chengtian would not believe Huang Mengsheng's nonsense, "Elder Huang, let's be frank, don't forget, if my Black Tiger Gang is destroyed by the Dark Night Pavilion, the Zhang family's power will soon surpass that of the Huang family.

By then, your Huang family will become the weakest of the three families in Yangcheng, and life will probably not be easy for you."

Huang Mengsheng also knew this and said, “I have already asked the head of the family before, if the gang leader is willing to give half of the Black Tiger Gang’s land outside the city to the Huang family.

The Huang family will then send guards to assist in the fight against the Dark Night Pavilion."

As soon as Huang Mengsheng finished speaking, Zhu Kai, who was in charge of the farmland, immediately got angry and yelled, "What are you dreaming of? How can I just hand over all the wasteland I've reclaimed and the fertile land I've acquired over the years for nothing?"

He was in charge of the land, and with less land, he would naturally earn less money.

"Boss, I don't think this is impossible. If we can get the Huang family's help, and the Qiushui Sword Sect doesn't interfere, we won't be afraid of the Dark Night Pavilion."

At this time, Li Ziniu next to him spoke.

"Li Ziniu, shut up! Everyone knows that you and Huang Mengsheng are practically as good as one. Don't think I don't know how much you two have embezzled together."

Li Ziniu manages the shop business, which makes much more money than his fields, but the amount of money he pays to the government each year is not much more.

However, Huang Mengsheng, who was in charge of statistics and finance, had no objection. He said there was no secret between them and even a dog would not believe it.

Several people immediately started arguing, and the sound was almost heard in the courtyard outside.

Zhao Chengtian, who was sitting on it, felt a little tired. There were powerful enemies outside and internal discord. He saw no hope of defeating the Dark Night Pavilion.

Niu Gui came out at this time and said, "Boss, time is almost up, I'll be leaving first."

Although he was in charge of gang punishment and recruitment, there was no profit in these matters.

In a big sect, he may be an elder with real power, but in a small gang like the Black Tiger Gang, he has almost become an insignificant role.

Fortunately, I received my monthly salary on time without any deductions.

Niu Gui came to the courtyard and said to the twenty or so people in the courtyard: "The Black Tiger Gang is not a charity. If you want to join the Black Tiger Gang, you need to pass the test.

The stone lock next to me weighs a hundred pounds, and as long as you can lift it to your waist, you'll pass."

As soon as Niu Gui finished speaking, six or seven ragged and skinny people in the crowd immediately changed their expressions.

The reason they wanted to join the Black Tiger Gang was to have enough food to eat.

But they don’t have enough to eat on a regular basis, and their bodies are so thin, how can they lift it up to their waist and abdomen?

Jiang Weichen's expression didn't change. According to statistics from later generations, an untrained adult can only lift half of his own body weight.

Of course, this is for ordinary people, but nearly half of those present are thin, and they are likely to be eliminated.

Seeing everyone's reactions, Niu Gui sneered in his heart. The Black Tiger Gang was not going to let them live a lazy life.

He pointed at the stone lock and motioned for the first person to step forward and try.

A short, thin man stepped forward. He gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, his face flushed red, but he could only barely move the stone lock and could not even lift it off the ground.

"If you can't afford food, you can go begging. The Beggars' Sect is perfect for you."

Niu Gui spoke without mercy, "Next!"

After saying that, he pointed at a slightly plump young man.

The young man walked forward and first picked it up with one hand, then with both hands, but it was only an inch off the ground, just over three centimeters.

"Eliminated, next one!"

The young man quickly said, "Sir, I can read and write, and I also know arithmetic. I beg you to accept me."

Niu Gui was unmoved, "You should take the imperial examination."

"Sir, but I want to learn martial arts!" The young man runs a fish stall business at home.

His conditions were much better than those of ordinary people, and his father also let him study and take the imperial examinations.

But one time when he was fishing with his father, he saw two gangsters fighting by the lake.

The figure twisted and turned, leaping several feet away, leaving a deep impression on him.

From then on, he had a martial arts dream of climbing walls and wielding a sword in the martial arts world. He also used the money his father gave him to buy the four treasures of the study to buy many martial arts secrets from Wenxin Bookstore.

As a result, after practicing for a long time, he didn't learn anything and was instead beaten up by his father.

So he had to settle for the next best thing and wanted to join the Black Tiger Gang. Although the people in the Black Tiger Gang were not as powerful as the two people he saw, they did know some martial arts after all.

Niu Gui looked at the young man. Well, he was another young man who was led astray by the stories of chivalrous knights.

"Rules are rules. If you don't raise it, you can't join the gang."

The young man immediately said, "I will pay you a lot of money, just to teach me martial arts."

Niu Gui didn't expect there was such a fool, so he said, "Fifty taels a month, I will teach you."

The young man looked hesitant, but still replied, "Okay, sir, I will go home and ask my father for money, and come to learn martial arts tomorrow."

Jiang Weichen listened to their conversation and came up with an idea of ​​how to make money.

In this era, the Song Dynasty valued culture over military affairs, and people in the martial arts world were very proud of their own abilities. Apart from the sects, there were almost no martial arts schools.

Although Niu Gui agreed to teach, he might just teach some mediocre skills to get the job done.

Afterwards, they lined up one by one to try, and half of the twenty people were eliminated.

Finally, Niu Gui looked at Jiang Weichen behind him and said, "You are too young. Go back and come back in two years."

Jiang Weichen walked forward, grasped the handle of the iron lock with his right hand, and immediately lifted up the large round stone lock.

Until the arms are level with the shoulders and the stone lock is just at the waist and abdomen.

The dozen or so people left nearby exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh my god, so fierce? Feeling a little embarrassed?"

"Is he really a child?"

"I don't think so. He should be a dwarf, just short."

"..."

Niu Gui was also a little surprised. He looked at Jiang Weichen's face and asked, "How old are you?"

"Nine years old!"