After the newspaper girl walked to her, Yang Lu couldn't help but say wonderingly: "Murong, why did you come to Haiya Pavilion?"

When I met Mr. Yang again, Murong gently stroked his cloth bag and said embarrassedly: "After the last batch of newspapers were sold out, I wanted to make more money, so I returned to the Pan Trading Company to get a batch of new newspapers..."

Yang Lu looked out through the window and continued to ask: "I don't seem to see other newspaper boys nearby!"

Murong's expression seemed a little cramped: "This is a wealthy area in Haiyacheng. Many rich people will order newspapers directly at home, so there are few newspaper boys coming. I wasted some time when I picked up the newspaper back and forth, and the better locations have been snatched away by other newspaper boys. I have no choice but to come to Haiya Pavilion to try my luck..."

As the top inn in Haiya City, Haiya Pavilion is the wealthy class and cultivators of the city.

High-end consumer goods such as the "Cultivation Finance Weekly" for ordinary people are just daily consumption for customers in Haiya Pavilion, and purchasing power is definitely not a problem.

But such high-end places are not something that the lower-level newspaper boys can enter and exit at will. Newspapers like Murong need to take great risks when they go to Haiya Pavilion to sell newspapers. If the staff turn a blind eye, it would be fine, but if there is a customer complaint, she will definitely be bombarded by the staff here.

If she hadn't seen Yang Lu wave to her, she would have been preparing to give up.

Yang Lu also noticed that when Murong told his story, Yu Guang couldn't help but sweep the remaining food Yang Lu had, and even saliva flowed down from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't even know it.

Seeing the other party's cute look, Yang Lu pointed to his leftovers and said, "I only have some leftovers left here. If you don't mind--"

"Mr. Yang, is this really OK?"

Looking at Murong's eager eyes and super fast speaking speed, Yang Lu smiled and made a gesture to her.

Murong was obviously still a little girl's character and could not hide her thoughts at all. After hearing Yang Lu's confirmed answer, she started to look at the leftovers without any image.

Seeing the newspaper girl who wanted to lick the plate clean, Yang Lu couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Murong looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old at most. On Earth, he should have just graduated from junior high school and just entered high school. If he dares to invite girls of this age to eat leftovers on Earth, let alone get any gratitude, and not be regarded as a hooligan who wants to take advantage of him, he would be considered polite to slap him in the face.

Judging from Murong's appearance, if she could, she could even swallow the entire plate!

It was not until there was really nothing to eat that Murong reluctantly put down the clean plate.

When she noticed that Yang Lu looked at him with a smile, her face turned red suddenly: "Mr. Yang, thank you!"

Looking at the pitiful newspaper selling girl, Yang Lu couldn't help but curiously said, "Murong, how long have you sold newspapers in Haiyacheng? Do you plan to sell newspapers for Pan's store in your life?"

Murong didn't expect Yang Lu to ask such a question suddenly. He was stunned for a moment before answering: "I have sold newspapers for two years. For the time being, I can only do the job of selling newspapers, otherwise I can only go to the shelter... But in more than two months, the Haiyacheng Immortal Ascension Conference will begin, and I am going to try my luck at that time."

The Ascension Conference is the most important celebration in the world of cultivation.

All major cities in Zhongzhou hold an Immortal Ascension Conference every five years. Any young girl over the age of 15 and who has never participated in the Immortal Ascension Conference can attend an Immortal Ascension Conference for free. This process is also called the fate of seeking immortality.

Only after the test of the Ascension Conference can ordinary people know whether they have the spiritual root qualifications required for cultivation.

For ordinary people, ascension to immortality is like a carp leaping on the dragon gate. No matter what your origin is, as long as you can test your spiritual root qualifications, even the worst inferior spiritual roots, you are qualified to embark on the path of cultivation and become the ruling class in the cultivation world.

However, there are very few people with spiritual root talents. Only one spiritual root qualification holder will appear in the average 1,000 people. Most of them are inferior spiritual roots, and only a few lucky ones have low-grade spiritual roots. As for medium-grade spiritual roots, high-grade spiritual roots, top-grade spiritual roots, and holy spiritual roots, they are things that only exist in the legend of Haiyacheng City.

Therefore, most carp that dream of leaping over the dragon gate finally have to accept the cruel reality that they are indeed a carp.

Haiyacheng has not held the Immortal Ascension Conference for more than four years, and the next Immortal Ascension Conference will begin in three months. Of course, Yang Lu also hopes that he has the qualifications to cultivate. After all, he is one in a million times, so it would be fine if he doesn’t have a golden finger. If he doesn’t even have a spiritual root qualification, then God is too unfair!

Murong also knew that the chance of the Ascension Conference was very slim, and his tone was a little depressed and said, "It is of course the best if you can measure the qualification of the spiritual root. If you can't measure the qualification of the spiritual root, I really don't know what else I can do except sell newspapers..."

Yang Lu comforted softly: "There must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain. Even if you sell newspapers, I believe you can do a good job."

Seeing that a big man like Yang Lu would take the initiative to care about him, Murong was as if he had found a partner to talk to him, and couldn't help but feel moved: "Mr. Yang, you probably don't know how difficult it is for a newspaper boy to live. Although Pan's trading company strictly prohibits malicious competition between newspaper boys, often only strong newspaper boys can occupy the best sales area. Just now in the tavern, if you hadn't helped me sell 100 newspapers quickly, after the other two newspaper boys arrived, I would have to be driven away by them..."

Just like a tiger in the forest has its own territory, and newspaper boys also have their own sphere of influence. A female newspaper boy with ordinary physical fitness like Murong is probably only qualified to fight guerrilla warfare.

Pan's trading company hires underage girls as newspaper boys in order to squeeze labor costs as much as possible. Murong, a newspaper boy with poor physical strength, has to be horizontally squeezed by other strong newspaper boys. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is the working people at the bottom among the working people at the bottom.

This is indeed a story in which those who hear are sad and those who see them cry!

But then again, Murong would rather accept the cruel exploitation of Pan's business than go to the shelter run by cultivators to send food. It is conceivable that the shelter provides pig food and pig nests for homeless people are at about the level!

Seeing this newspaper girl who was "same disease and sympathy", Yang Lu encouraged softly: "Don't lose confidence. In fact, there are skills in selling newspapers. If you can read the text and even memorize the content of the newspaper, it is already much higher than other newspaper boys. When selling newspapers in the future, you can completely extract the main content of these news and then create an eye-catching title, so that you can arouse the curiosity of potential customers to the greatest extent. This is the so-called title party."

When Murong also expressed his profound meaning of the "Title Party" hand-by-hand, he also expressed his deep consent. She had just seen the power of the Title Party in the tavern.

In fact, the "Cultivation Finance Weekly" is not sure about President Li Qingyang's physical condition, but just a few rumors of catching rumors and a title that attracted enough attention, the newspaper was sold out in an instant!
Chapter completed!