The waiter came over, carrying a towel, wiped the table, and poured Xiao Chen a cup of tea.

"Waiter, is your inn usually busy?"

Xiao Chen thought for a while and asked.

"It's not very busy. We only accept ancient martial arts practitioners here. Ordinary people will be invited out."

The waiter shook his head.

"Oh, don't you usually have a lot of free time?"

"well enough."

"Yeah, Mr. Nie and I are brothers, and Mr. Long is also my elder. Do you know this?"

Xiao Chen took a sip of tea and asked.

"I know."

"Then if I ask you for help with something, will you help me?"

Xiao Chen asked tentatively.

"What are you helping me with? Isn't it a loan?"

The waiter asked a little worriedly.

Xiao Chen was stunned, joke, does my brother Chen need to borrow money?

"no."

"Oh, as long as it's not a loan, I'll definitely help with other things!"

The waiter patted his chest, he also wanted to have a good relationship with Xiao Chen.

"Why, are you afraid of borrowing money?"

"Well, the salary is more than a thousand yuan a month, which is not much."

The waiter nodded.

Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly widened. Damn it, a majestic ancient martial arts master only earns a salary of more than a thousand yuan a month?

The next second, his eyes lit up.

"What, waiter, how about this, you do things for me and I pay you?"

"Brother Chen, what are you talking about? You are Mr. Nie's brother and Mr. Long's junior. Isn't that what you should do to help you? Why do you still ask for money?" The waiter sat down, a little angry, and then continued

Lowering his voice: "What about that, Brother Chen, how much do you pay?"

"..."

The corner of Xiao Chen's mouth twitched, "Fuck, I was quite moved when I heard the first half of the sentence, but I was so impressed by the second half!"

"Well, how about doing something for at least a thousand yuan?"

Xiao Chen thought for a while and offered a price.

"one thousand?"

The waiter's eyes widened, this is more than half a month's salary!

"Yes, it's too little? What I said is just a guarantee, it must be more than a thousand."

"No, no, deal!"

The waiter said impatiently.

"..."

Xiao Chen was really dumbfounded. This was completely different from what he imagined!

As ancient martial arts masters, they can just be waiters, but they still lack money... For such masters, isn't it easy to get money?

I don’t know what’s going on!

"Then what, why don't you ask me what I asked you to do?"

Xiao Chen couldn't help but ask.

"Anyway, you won't let me serve tea and pour water. Everything else doesn't matter."

The waiter shook his head.

"..."

Xiao Chen's mouth twitched, I can't use a waiter with your strength!

"What if I want you to help me kill people and set fires?"

Xiao Chen thought it would be better to ask first, so as not to let things slip by then.

"this one?"

The waiter raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, that's it, okay?"

"What's wrong with this little thing? To be honest, I haven't held a knife in a long time, and I really miss that feeling."

The waiter said in a low voice.

"..."

Xiao Chen looked at the waiter and said, Damn, look at what they said, murder and arson are just trivial matters!

"By the way, what are the names of those cooks in the kitchen? I heard my elder brother call them Big Fat, Two Fat and so on."

Xiao Chen thought of something and said.

"Well, you can call it that too."

"Then ask them if they want to make some extra money or something."

"Okay, I'll go ask, but don't let the shopkeeper know, I'm afraid he will tell Mr. Long."

The waiter said softly.

Xiao Chen glanced at the counter and saw that the shopkeeper was not there.

The waiter got up and went into the kitchen. Within about three to five minutes, he saw a cook rushing out with a kitchen knife and heading straight for Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen was startled, what the hell are you doing?

"Is what the waiter said true? Can I make extra money?"

The fat chef asked anxiously, holding a kitchen knife.

"Second Fatty, you are crazy, let the shopkeeper see you."

Immediately afterwards, the waiter chased him out.

"Yes, yes, it's true, the guarantee is one thousand yuan..."

Soon, everyone in the inn gathered around, their eyes shining as if the thousand yuan was a huge sum of money.

But Xiao Chen was laughing in his heart, a thousand dollars, it was such a huge profit to be able to hire such a master!

"What if the shopkeeper knows?"

Some people also have such concerns.

As soon as he said this, everyone else also frowned, obviously worried.

When Xiao Chen saw that this was not possible, he rolled his eyes and immediately took out the alliance leader's order from his pocket and threw it on the table with a clang.
Chapter completed!