Chapter 40 What is a low-key second-generation disciple?

The main hall of the Sanjue Sect.

The leader was dressed in coarse cloth and walked at the front.

The three elders walked in turn at the east end, followed by more than a dozen martial arts masters from the Fu sect and a general steward.

The martial arts masters usually teach the outer disciples and can be regarded as the backbone of the Sanjue Sect. The chief steward is in charge of logistics and is responsible for personnel scheduling and other matters.

As for Chengdong's other management personnel and many disciples, are they not qualified to participate in that meeting?

The leader glanced at everyone and slowly said:

"How many more disciples will you accept next year?"

No one else shut up.

The chief steward stood up and reported respectfully:

"Back to the head, we will recruit eleven outer disciples next year, eight new outer disciples, and four hundred and fifteen new martial arts apprentices."

"All the tuition fees are added to the money collected from various land and shops. After excluding various expenses outside the sect and the offerings of many elders and martial arts masters, Ye Yi now has fifty-one thousand two hundred and eleven left.

Sixteen taels of red silver."

When talking about those statistics, the chief steward did not include those outer disciples who came from martial arts apprenticeships.

After all, as a martial arts apprentice, even if the money is spent, it cannot be recorded in the account. This is something that everyone present knows very well.

Upon hearing that number, the leader's expression became even more unhappy.

"How come there are so many people collecting money every year, but the money is getting less and less!"

"I think back when he founded the Sanjue Sect in Qinghu Mountain, he collected hundreds of thousands of taels of silver in the first year."

"Ru Ming, it's only been a few years, and only half of it is left?"

The headmaster showed some slight displeasure, and the three elders and many martial arts masters on the east side lowered their heads.

In fact, given the current situation of the Sanjue Sect, it would probably be good to save 50,000 taels!

Originally, in addition to tuition fees, the Sanjue Sect had a large area of ​​land around it, and it was also a mess of profitable business in some shops. Of course, it was very rich.

But it took as long as Mingdu.

Although Sanjue Sect has more and more stores on land, all the money it makes goes into personal pockets.

The elder used a piece of fertile land, and Master Wu used a store. The purchased items were collected from several separate stores. As for who owns those stores, it goes without saying.

Those martial arts apprentices in Didong originally worked for the sect. It turned out that they had only been working for the sect's shop for a few days, and they all went to other places.

With one thing going down and the other going up, having more than 50,000 taels can already be considered as a manager who is diligent and thrifty in running a household.

"Shut up!"

"Where has all the money gone?"

The headmaster raised his voice slightly, and his powerful external force made the teacup on the table tremble.

The chief steward knelt down to the east, glanced at the three elders, and then explained:

"Master, calm down, Master, calm down!"

"The money is getting less and less, maybe because the number of outer disciples has increased in those years, and the annual expenses are also high."

"In addition, the martial arts apprentices are asking for some wages."

"The expenses of the iron shop of Yimen Drug Store are also increasing, which makes the money outside the door become more and more wasteful every year."

"Don't worry, Master Bu Nao. There is a lot of money that has not been received outside the door. The total amount is probably around ten thousand taels of silver. It will be collected into the treasury in a month."

After hearing those words, the leader's expression softened a little.

Manager Cuo said with a calm tone:

"Get up. People who practice martial arts do not want to kneel down so easily. Even if I am not in charge now, I still have to remember my identity."

“Very much.”

"Take 45,000 taels of red silver from the library and prepare some people to go out with him."

After giving instructions to the chief steward, the headmaster then said to the three elders:

"Who will go with him next year?"

The three elders glanced at each other wrongly, and none of them shut up. Their expressions were all unimpressed.

At that time, one of them came out and said:

"Senior brother, let him follow me!"

"Junior Brother Zhao? That's fine. I'm going to leave after a couple of days."

The two elders from Chengdong looked obviously unhappy, but they didn't shut up.

Who is the earliest friend that the leader has met than Elder Zhao?

Normally.

After the leader has said that, it should be disbanded and everyone should go their separate ways.

But he didn't expect that the leader would suddenly mention someone at that time.

"Who of you, Liu Kun, is a disciple?"

"He has been in seclusion and missed the people who came to see him at home. He said that one of his nephews came there to become a disciple."

"It wasn't until two days ago that he knew whether the boy was with an elder or who took him in?"

Hear that.

The first person to raise his head was Mr. Fou.

Then the other two elders looked at each other and made no move.

Elder Zhao, who had just spoken by Dong Dong, suddenly had an erratic look in his eyes.

They may not be familiar with that name, but for Elder Zhao, the impression is too deep!

That person had already arrived at the sect last year and directly paid money to choose to become an outer disciple.

But he didn't say what background he had or any other background.

Otherwise, Elder Zhao always regarded him as the child of a rich man who suddenly became rich.

Since he is not a rich man, Elder Zhao naturally speaks loudly during the monthly routine.

In addition to the apprenticeship fee of 5,000 taels.

It costs 100 taels for a tutorial, and 100 taels for teaching Liangdong moves to develop strength. If you want to learn other kung fu, the price is extra. I also ask for extra offerings from my master every month, and gifts for every year and festival are also indispensable.

After working as his master for a year, he became so rich that he even changed the furniture in his house.

Because of that incident, he often showed off to the other two elders, saying that he had accepted a thief and rich apprentice!

No matter how rich Bu Nao's apprentice was, he still couldn't withstand his persistent begging.

If you don’t have money, you won’t be able to use it.

Otherwise, Elder Zhao found an excuse two months ago to drive him back to become an outer disciple.

I never thought that more than two months had passed since that incident.

The leader suddenly asked at that time!

Seeing the gloating look in the eyes of the other two elders, Elder Zhao himself did not dare to tell the truth.

If the person being bullied is just an ordinary disciple or an outsider with some connections, then it’s not a big deal. The worst thing is to explain a few words and get scolded.

But the one he bullied was the nephew of the head of the family!

Even if he had eight mouths, he still wouldn't be able to explain what he did!

Just as he was thinking about how to speak, the other two elders started talking in unison.

"Master, it turns out that disciple named Liu Kun is your nephew!"

"Your nephew is really careful. He has been in our sect for more than a year and he has never said that you are his uncle."

"Maybe when you said that name, he suddenly remembered whether your nephew was a disciple of Elder Zhao. In that year, Elder Zhao mentioned Liu Kun's name to both of them frequently!"

"Please, please invite him here now. Master, please have a good meeting with him!"
Chapter completed!