Leave Xiaolian's home.

Jiang Shang felt that he had no gains, but he couldn't say that he had no gains at all.

Now I will wait three days to see you.

As for whether Xiaolian would betray him or just kill him, he was not worried.

As he said just now, Xiaolian didn't know who he was. Once the flaws were revealed, she would be the first to be unlucky.

The owner of the Hall of Chen is a fierce man who won ten consecutive life-and-death battles in the Red Leaf Boxing Stadium, and even the black market boxing Stadium has to respectfully call him Mr. Chen.

If he knew that the black market would seize his martial arts inheritance, he would not know if there would be any problems in the black market, but Xiaolian would definitely become a scapegoat.

She is so smart that there is a family living on her.

She dared not take this risk.

As for Xiaolian's true identity, there is also the reason why her previous family and the black market plotted against Iron Sand Palm.

Jiang Shang was very wise and didn't ask.

The water here is too deep and he can't grasp it.

I'm just a little sorry for Brother Chen.

Jiang Shang touched his chin and sighed a little.

After all, this kind of scene of asking his woman to conspire him secretly makes him look like an adulterer.

Pooh!

I am a gentleman.

Jiang Shang shook away his unreliable thoughts, strode towards a bun shop on the street, and shouted:

"Boss, let's have three meat buns and three big steamed buns."

God is sorry to see that he had eaten a piece of mung bean cake for so long, and he had another fight just now, which was quite expensive.

This will finally be a real act. After snatching a purse, I can finally fill my stomach.

"Okay, one meat bun is five cents, one steamed bun is two cents, a total of twenty-one cents."

Jiang Shang confidently took out Xiaolian's purse, then his face froze and cursed him secretly.

"That, boss, I don't want the bun, just have a steamed bun."

The boss who was packing said that, looked up at Jiang Shang, who looked like a beggar, muttered something bad, and then put the meat buns back quickly.

"Here, where is your steamed bun, what about the money?"

The boss handed out the steamed buns in one hand, but he didn't give them all.

It’s not that he looks down on others, it’s that Jiang Shang’s appearance is so fraudulent at this moment.

"The money is here."

Jiang Shang didn't care either, so he lined up the last two copper plates in his purse on the chopping board in turn, and then took the steamed buns, and soon he would hide in the crowd.

...

Three days later.

A large group of beggars gathered in a dilapidated temple outside the city.

The leading beggar named Zhu Dadan is now standing on the desk in front of the Buddha statue with no head, pointing to a portrait posted on the wall to give orders.

"I remember everything. Don't make a statement when you see someone. Follow me first, and then ask someone to inform me."

"This time it's a big job. Whoever finds clues first will be able to find someone, and who will be the first to find someone, and then the government will solve the household registration problem, and from then on, they will be from Qingyang County.

Everyone can find work, so they don’t have to be a beggar.”

"Did you hear it clearly?"

"I heard it clearly!"

Beggars below were filled with excitement, and they replied loudly.

Whether it is ten taels of silver or twenty taels of silver, they have never seen so much silver.

The most important thing is the household registration in Qingyang County.

These days, household registration requirements in various places are very strict, because the government does not encourage population mobility.

Many ordinary people will stay in their hometowns for the rest of their lives, and may not leave the township until they die of old age.

For ordinary people, if they want to obtain household registration elsewhere, they either have money and connections, and can get the government to issue transfer documents.

Either the government has policies to migrate the population of a certain place, or to arrange refugees in a unified manner.

Other times, beggars like them fell into the country for various reasons.

Even if you go to work, because you don’t have a local household registration, you only get half of the wages, or even one-third of others.

As a result, it is better to be a beggar, lie down and kneel down and make money.

"Okay, go to the city to beg for food now!"

Zhu Dada ordered that more than a hundred beggars left the ruined temple in a mighty manner, with hope for tomorrow on their faces.

The two beggars who left were whispering.

"Hey, Ajun, you said I would be so happy if I had twenty taels of silver. With that money, I would go back to my hometown to buy a land and build a house and marry a wife."

The young beggar named Ajun looked back at the portrait of him with three points on the wall, and rolled his eyes silently.

He never expected how long it took to find him to even launch beggars in the city.

Fortunately, he broke into the interior in advance, otherwise he would not have paid attention to these beggar groups on the streets and alleys.

This person is naturally Jiang Shang.

Three days ago, leaning on a steamed bun, after the introduction of the old Huang in front of him, he successfully got involved in the Beggars' Sect's team.

He originally wanted to hide it with them for a while, but he didn't expect his portrait to be transmitted so quickly.

It made him look like a wanted criminal.

But the more this happens, the more cautious he becomes.

The butler found out that he was lost, he could make such a big noise. It seems that the butler has put in a lot of effort...

Now, he seemed to be running away even more.

Speaking of which, Jiang Shang thought about running far from the beginning.

But he thought again, even if he ran somewhere else, could he easily obtain more advanced secrets of martial arts?

Can you change your appearance, make a lot of money, and make the cheater full of its effect?

He didn't have much confidence in this.

Instead of doing this, it’s better to stay in the city and see the opportunity first.

At least the secret to the iron sand palm here is in front of you, and there are still some chances to get it.

Only by possessing the martial arts can he continue to practice martial arts.

Otherwise, even if he cheats, he may not be able to make any achievements in the future.

Instead of going on an unknown journey and hiding his identity and fearing from now on, it is better to take some risks and stay where he plans an opportunity.

What's more, what if he can kill him?

After a contest with Xiaolian, although Jiang Shang felt more from his heart, he also felt that the realm of martial arts could not represent everything.

It is not the right way to escape blindly. If he is asked to make arrangements in advance, he might have a chance to fight back.

As long as the housekeeper can be dealt with, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, the Earl's Mansion will not affect this place for a while.

He could not say that he could make a career with his current identity.

When he passes through his current period of weakness and has a cheater to help him, his future will be much brighter than being a deserter now.

And to do all this, you only need to take some risks.

"Hey, Ajun, did you hear me?"

Seeing Jiang Shang distracted, Lao Huang asked dissatisfied.

"Ah, listen." Jiang Shang replied.

"Then you tell me, can I find my God of Wealth?" Old Huang was full of longing.

"Uh, that's OK. Look at your forehead full and your face is red, and you can tell that you are going out to pick up money today."

Jiang Shang didn't want to break Lao Huang's dream.

"Hehe, I think so."

Old Huang stroked his hair that he had not washed for many days and speeded up his track:
Chapter completed!