Remember for a second【】

The proprietress brought two jugs of wine with a happy face, and happily put them on the table.

Yang Yuan didn't see the enthusiasm and kindness in the eyes of the proprietress looking at him.

After putting down the wine, the proprietress turned around and went back to the counter. She seemed to know that there was a big customer coming to the store.

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"Two friends, I also drank the wine and ate the food. Could you please introduce yourself?"

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Yang Yuan opened his mouth to communicate with the two people at the table.

We Lao Yang is also a very particular person, he must manage enough wine and food, and then he is talking about solicitation.

One of the two men who ate at the same table with Yang Yuan looked older, about thirty-seven or eight, and the other was younger, about twenty-four.

It was the older man who spoke first. He was wearing a blue-gray robe with several inconspicuous patches. It could be seen that his life was relatively poor.

Why isn't it very poor?

Because his feet were wearing a pair of boots that were 80% new, these boots should be expensive no matter in Central State or in other worlds.

After all, no world's specialty is boots.

"The old man's name is Bailixi, but he's just a sour scholar!"

Yang Yuan raised his brows after hearing this, the name was a bit interesting, and after listening to his self-deprecating "sour scholar", he was his own.

"Bai Lixi?"

Yang Yuan repeated it gently.

The old scholar seems to be familiar with this misunderstanding, "The stream of the stream."

It turned out that he wasn't the bully in Yang Yuan's impression, but if he could be recognized by the tavern in the imperial space, this old scholar should also be a talent.

"Senior Baili is willing to stay?"

No matter what skills he has, let him stay and talk about it. Yang Yuan's career is booming, and any kind of talent can be used.

"Is there wine and meat?"

"Enough!"

"Can."

In this way, Yang Yuan easily left behind a talented person.

At this time, he turned his head and asked the man next to him, "What is the name of this brother?"

"Duan Lang!"

The young man said coolly.

hiss!

It's another familiar name, but I knew Bailixi before, and now it's okay to have another Duan Lang.

"Breaking waves?"

"Duan's surname."

Well, this person is probably misunderstood a lot.

But Yang Yuan quickly reacted, no, Duanlang is a character in the comics, and most people should not know this name, unless he is also from Yang Yuan's previous life.

"Noon on the day of hoeing,"

"Sweat drips into the soil."

"Who knows the plate of Chinese food,"

"Every grain is hard work."

"The King of Heaven and Earth Tiger,"

"Pagoda Town River Demon."

"There are thousands of roads,"

"..."

"The breeze blows the willows,"

"..."

“Beer Crawfish,”

"Why beer?"

Up to now, Yang Yuan already knew that Duan Lang was at least not from his generation, but he was still a little unwilling and asked the last sentence, "Steamed buns!"

"Well, this young man, I'm full, I don't need steamed buns."

Well, really not.

But disappointment is disappointment, and people still have to recruit.

"Brother Duan, would you like to stay?"

Duan Lang was not as decisive as Bailixi, and he was a little hesitant in the face of Yang Yuan's questioning.

It was mainly because Yang Yuan's crazy password just now made him feel that the person in front of him who might become his boss didn't seem normal.

Is it really reliable to follow such a boss?

As an employee, the most fearful thing is to follow the wrong boss. Otherwise, the work is hard and the salary is still low. Maybe you will always be prepared to take the blame for the boss.

This is what Duan Lang is thinking about now. He wants to think about whether Yang Yuan can pay his salary in the future.

But considering his current situation, Duan Lang tried to ask, "Do you have monthly money?"

"How much do you want?"

Yang Yuan asked calmly, and he was already preparing for a big hemorrhage in his heart.

Duan Lang said cautiously: "Thirty taels, no, twenty taels, it can't be any lower."

Seeing Duan Lang's serious expression, Yang Yuan almost laughed.

Twenty two?

Even two hundred taels of Yang Yuan would agree very happily.

"Um... what kind of strength are you?"

When did Duan Lang encounter such a boss, he even had to ask about his strength for twenty taels of silver.

If it is placed in his original world, he will definitely let those who ask him see what an iron fist of justice is.

But thinking that he might turn into a corpse after returning, Duan Lang could only laugh bitterly in his heart, and said helplessly: "I am a third-grade martial artist, I don't know what the strength of the world the son lives in?"

"Three-rank martial artist?"

Yang Yuan heard a new level, the third grade! Martial Artist!

Is it still above the third grade?

^0^ One second to remember【】

There are two, one?

Are there more powerful warriors above the warriors?

Yang Yuan felt that he had another big gain.

If the talents he hires in the tavern in the future are all from different worlds, will he be able to create a world of cultural fusion!

Great unification, this is the real great unification!

It's a pity that he can't cross the border, after all, this is the world of history and not the world of fantasy.

If someone really can cross the border, it is estimated that the Central State World is also the target of the conquest.

Still good now!

Thinking of this, Yang Yuan believes that the current situation is more suitable for him.

Knowing a new evaluation system, Yang Yuan was very happy and chatted with Duan Lang. Bailixi didn't feel ignored, and he was also very interested in Duan Lang's world.

It turns out that there really is more than one world, and it would be very exciting if those scumbags knew about it!

Bailixi comes from a purely ordinary historical world, where the dynasties and culture are somewhat different from the history that Yang Yuan knows, but there are still some similarities in general.

In the world of Bailixi, the most powerful are the generals in the army. Their martial arts are handed down from their families. Except for some geniuses who can figure out a set of martial arts by themselves, the truly powerful people are all in the army.

Learn civil and military arts, goods and imperial family.

In Baili Xide's impression, it is all fairy legends, but in Duan Lang's mouth, it seems that every powerful warrior can do it.

This is too scary!

After Duan Langde's explanation, Yang Yuan had a preliminary understanding of his strength.

A first-class master, a proper first-class master.

Moreover, the second-rank and first-rank masters in Yang Yuan's imagination also exist. To his surprise, the second-rank martial artist is already a first-class peak, and the first-rank martial artist is a higher-level martial artist in the world of Zhongzhou~lightnovelpub.net~ If If Yang Yuan's information is correct, he should be a congenital expert.

Another familiar name.

But it's too early to think about those things. Yang Yuan is now happy that he has finally found a master who can handle the affairs of the arena for him.

Although Duan Lang didn't know much about the martial arts in Zhongzhou, with his strength and rich experience in the arena, dealing with affairs in the martial arts can only be said to be a piece of cake.

Coupled with the assistance of Black Wing, Yang Yuan was finally able to catch the Jianghu Chaotang.

Twenty-two a month, earn big!

Just when Yang Yuan was still happy because he had saved a lot of money, he suddenly heard bad news, which made him involuntarily shout: "I actually want money!"

"Trickster!"

"Black shop!"

"impossible to give you"

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^