Chapter 50: Big and Small Zhang (Seeking Follow-up Reading)
But he thought about it again and again, and pondered it.
"I am a calm person, not good at dealing with people, I don't like fighting, and I don't like to please others, so I want to find a quiet place."
"Not being able to flatter is not a good thing to say. Fortunately, you didn't say something like sharing the worries of the clan. To tell you the truth, I have to hear these words a hundred times every day."
Ye Yang was ashamed.
Ye Yang said that he was not good at dealing with people, and Zhang Li was very satisfied. He felt at ease using such a person.
"Devote yourself to the sect, it's about action, not words. It's about doing, not talking."
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Ye Yang watched Hall Master Zhang walk away, wondering in his heart whether this was approved or not.
These people in the Personnel Hall are really abominable. They always speak in a vague way and never make things clear, forcing people to guess for themselves.
When they returned to the reception pavilion, Bai Zizhen had already left. Ye Yang took a few kilograms of dried scented tea and sent them to Bai Zizhen.
"If it weren't for Uncle Bai's words, it would be almost impossible for me to get to know Master Zhang."
"Even though there are fights and killings in the cultivation of immortals, there are also the ways of the world, which can be found in an ordinary glass of wine, a sip of tea, or a sentence."
Even for someone like me who is a descendant of a sect, it is so difficult to get things done.
Not to mention those ordinary disciples.
Ye Yang felt a little depressed in his heart. The class structure in this world was very rigid. If no one spoke up, it would be difficult for ordinary disciples to make a name for themselves.
In the next few days, Ye Yang hadn't received any communication from the Personnel Hall. Bai Zizheng mentioned it to him several times and wanted to ask Hall Master Zhang out again.
But Ye Yang gently comforted them. He saw that Master Zhang was confident and thought that waiting a little longer might be the best outcome.
What's more, this matter cannot be rushed.
Since you have entrusted it to the other party, just wait patiently, otherwise it will only backfire.
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Spring days are short and always pass away.
The fleeting spring quietly fades away among the red, yellow and white wild flowers.
Summer is here in a flash.
The cicadas are chirping noisily, the branches are lush and the leaves are green, and the windy evening is intertwined with the aroma of wheat and rice, giving off a pleasant warm and smoky smell.
Over the past few months, the backyard house has basically been completed.
Behind the huge courtyard, a row of three-story apartment buildings was built. The roofs were decorated with spiritual yellow glazed tiles, which can gather spiritual energy.
The beams are built with century-old iron and wood, which ensures worry-free operation for a hundred years and has excellent sound insulation.
These three floors of the house together indicate that Ye Yang has run out of spirit stones.
According to Ye Yang's idea, he originally wanted to take this opportunity to renovate the front yard, but the spirit stones in his hand no longer allowed him to do so.
The personal relationships with Hall Master Zhang also cost a lot of spirit stones.
So poor!
Writing these words slowly on the paper, Ye Yang couldn't help but feel deeply ashamed of himself. He really brought shame to all the leading seniors.
The house was completed and decorated. In the past few days, Ye Yang sent information about renting a house to his friends in the sect.
"Ten spirit stones per month, two barrels of spirit spring water will be provided at the beginning and middle of the month. Guests are required to have no bad habits."
Ye Yang was quite popular in the sect, and as soon as the news got out, many disciples came to inquire about the news.
On this day, Ye Yang was practicing sword in the house, a bamboo sword flying in his hand like a dragon.
The Sword Demon Ape behind him opened his eyes slightly, and a projection of a bamboo sword appeared in his left hand. As he swung the sword, a faint sonic boom could be heard in the air.
There was a knock on the door outside.
Ye Yang thought that there was news from the Lishitang, so he opened the door, but unexpectedly, there were two men knocking on the door. One of them was tall and strong, with a square face, round ears, and big sword-like eyebrows, and he looked intimidating without even getting angry.
The other man was thin and short, with fair skin, shaved hair, and a smile on his face.
Both of them were wearing the clothes of Feitian Sect disciples. One was tall and the other was thin, and they looked very conspicuous.
"Excuse me, but Senior Brother Ye, we two are renting a house."
"What are your names, brothers?"
Ye Yang felt that the two men were unfamiliar, and they looked quite mature, not like young disciples, so he spoke deliberately.
"My name is Zhang Dajia, and his name is Zhang Xiaoyi. We are descendants of the Zhang family, but we have been seconded by the clan and haven't been back for more than half a year. I heard that there is a house for rent here, so I thought about finding a place to live."
Feitianmen’s affairs are complex, and many departments will borrow people from subordinate families to do work.
But these people are not formal disciples of Feitianmen.
All salaries and benefits are still supported by the family.
However, the family did not dare to refuse the orders from the various halls. On the other hand, arranging for family members to enter the sect would also be beneficial to the family's development, so they did not reject it.
Therefore, there are a large number of such people.
"Is it from the Fork Zhang family?"
"That's right, that's right. Senior Brother Ye assisted the Zhang family in killing the Zeshui Tiger Crocodile. I admire him very much. I also heard that Senior Brother Ye practiced diligently. The two of us also want to be closer to him, so that we can be more influenced by him and break through the realm."
Although Zhang Dajia has an honest face, he is a talkative person. As for Zhang Xiaoyi, on the contrary, he doesn't talk much.
Ye Yang led the two of them into the three-story building in the backyard. The house was built with spiritual wood and was clean and tidy, with plenty of spiritual energy. The two were very satisfied.
Each of them chose a sunny house to live in.
"Brother Ye, may I ask how much it is for ten spirit stones per month?"
After the two of them decided on the house, they began to ask.
Ye Yang nodded. This price was not cheap. After all, even for a disciple of Feitian Sect, the monthly salary was only 30 or 40 spirit stones.
However, he also had his own considerations. This old courtyard was full of spiritual energy and had a free supply of two barrels of spiritual spring water every month. It was far better than the large dormitory environment provided by the sect.
As for those who are affiliated with the sect, the monthly subsidy from their family is basically around ten spirit stones.
He earned this spirit stone.
As soon as Ye Yang finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoyi, who had been silent, spoke up.
"What a coincidence! The family also gives us a subsidy of ten spirit stones per month."
Ye Yang just smiled and said nothing.
Zhang Dajia coughed. The two were twins from the same mother, but their personalities were completely opposite.
"Here are 120 spirit stones. My younger brother and I will rent them for half a year. I wonder if this is feasible."
"Of course it's no problem."
With 120 spirit stones in his pocket and after three or four months of hard work, Ye Yang finally got his first harvest. He was very excited.
"My two junior brothers, this is the wild flower tea I made myself. I'll give it to you two to drink as well."
The two felt warm in their hearts.
Suddenly I felt that these ten spirit stones were not that expensive.
Zhang Dajia suddenly spoke.
(End of this chapter)