Chapter 18: The Professional Matchmaker Zhao Xiucai (First Update)

  This sentence was right on Jiang Feng's heart, and he looked in the direction of the sound. A middle-aged man wearing a worn-out long shirt was making a bow to him. The middle-aged man was slender, with narrowed eyes, sparse whiskers on his chin, and a weathered complexion. At first glance, he seemed to be around 40 years old, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that he might not be too old, perhaps just over 30.

  The boss of the breakfast stall saw this middle-aged man and the two people were obviously very familiar with each other, laughing and scolding him there.

  "Zhao Xiūcái, come here to drum up business."

  Zhao Xiūcái rushed towards the owner of the breakfast stall, waving his fist and smiling, while the owner of the breakfast stall began to introduce himself to Jiang Feng:

  "This military officer must have come from the capital, this Xiaoding is a middleman in this market, and he knows all the ways. If you follow him, I guarantee that you won't suffer any losses."

  Zhao Xiūcái heard these words, his face was also full of smiles, and he said with a humble bow:

  "It's all because of Stone Brother's praise, you praised him."

  Jiang Feng looked at the boss beside him, and then at Zhao Xiucan who was standing there with a hopeful face. He also had an uncertain mind, as he was now in unfamiliar territory and didn't know if he would be cheated or not. However, whether it was in modern times or in the present Ming dynasty, Jiang Feng had this habit that could neither be called a merit nor a demerit.

  Since you can't decide, then don't take it. There's someone leading the way here, which is better than being blind. Suddenly, he nodded towards Zhao Xiuciai in front of him and stretched out his hand to heavily pat his shoulder, causing the weak Zhao Xiuciai to stumble from the heavy pat.

  Zhao Xiūcái took one look at the other party wanting to hire him, and immediately beamed with joy. He was just about to introduce his skills when he was interrupted by Jiang Feng, who boomed out in a heroic tone:

  "Mr. Zhao hasn't had breakfast yet, boss. Bring a bowl of tofu brain, add more meat sauce, and a set of oil cakes. Mr. Zhao, you eat first and then talk to me, no rush."

  It turns out that the scholar in front of him was the first literate person he met when he came to the Ming Dynasty, and although the other party was tattered and worn, there was a refined temperament that made him feel close. Jiang Feng, who was unruly and disobedient in his previous life at vocational school, still had great respect for the teachers in the school.

  This is also the reason why he has not been fired. After Jiang Feng finished saying that sentence, he sat down and waited for Zhao Xiuzai to finish eating before going to select personnel. Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiuzai was stunned by his words, and the owner of the breakfast stall was also a little dazed.

  Jiang Feng suddenly became angry, took out a copper coin and slapped it on the table, shouting at the boss:

  "Are you afraid I won't give you money? Hurry up and bring it over!"

  The old boss was startled by this vicious and venomous remark, turned around to busy himself, still muttering under his breath:

  "Is this guy an idiot? And he still wants me to treat him to dinner."

  Jiang Feng burst out laughing and stood up, pressing Zhao Xiuzai onto the long bench, saying:

  "Mr. Zhao, don't worry, it's no trouble at all, just finish eating."

  Steaming hot tofu brain and fragrant oil cakes were already placed in front of Zhao Xiucan, Zhao Xiucan stared blankly at the food in front of him, not knowing what to say. Under Jiang Feng's urging, he picked up an oil cake and took a big bite with force.

  At this time, it's hard to see any bookish elegance. As Zhao Xiūcái's tears flowed uncontrollably, Jiāng Fēng was also startled on the side, thinking that a simple breakfast wouldn't elicit such a reaction from this scholar. The owner of the breakfast stall standing nearby let out a sigh and opened his mouth to explain:

  "This is a bitter life, probably for the whole year, I won't be able to eat a meal with oil and vegetables. My wife and children suffered in Shandong, I ran to Tianjin, but can't do any physically demanding work. For this whole year, every day is just about earning some small money here, just enough not to starve."

  On the other side, Zhao Xiūcái, who was wolfing down his food, heard the boss's words and tears flowed even more urgently in his eyes. He couldn't hold back anymore and desperately used his sleeves to wipe away his own tears. However, his eating speed didn't slow down at all - the two bowls of tofu pudding and several sets of oil cakes were swept clean in an instant.

  Jiang Feng watched as the big man in front of him was leaving tears, also feeling quite bitter for the other party. After watching him finish eating, he took out a few coins and threw them on the table, preparing to go with Zhao Xiucan to select laborers. After finishing his meal, Zhao Xiucan stood up under Jiang Feng's astonished gaze and tidied up his clothes - although they were tattered and couldn't be tidied up.

  Then, with a solemn face, he bowed deeply to Jiang Feng, the ceremony was very grand, Jiang Feng was taken aback, but in his heart, there was a hint of anger, he stood up and said to the other party:

  "Mr. Zhao, it's just a meal, is such a big fuss really necessary?"

  This remark made Zhao Xiūcái's body tremble, and he slowly raised his head. He didn't know why Jiang Feng felt that the current Zhao Xiūcái was different from before, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what had changed. Zhao Xiūcái, contrary to his previous fawning demeanor, spoke with a somewhat solemn tone:

  "General, the student's name is Yang Fan, alias Liu Bo, please follow me."

  The words were quite proper and serious, but it made Jiang Feng feel very uncomfortable. However, the important matter of selecting personnel was at hand, so he endured the discomfort and followed Zhao Xiucan into the crowd.

  Unlike Zhao Yangfan, who has a healthy complexion, this person is clearly different from the 20-30 year old men in the market who are looking for work to make a living. Although they don't all have rosy complexions, it's clear that few of them are starving.

  Jiang Feng strode forward in big steps ahead of Zhao Xiuciai, walking among the crowd, opening his mouth to say loudly:

  "I'm looking for two people to help me here..."

  Behind Zhao Xiūcái wanted to stop but it was too late, hearing that two people were needed, the surrounding laborers rushed over in an instant, and those who were sitting on the ground playing also crawled up one after another to introduce themselves. For a time, the surroundings were unusually noisy, with all sorts of self-recommended words:

  "Small body is sturdy, eats little food, bought a small one."

  "Don't listen to him rambling on, sir. I can bring my younger brother and sister to work for you as long-term laborers. They're not completely useless, they can do some chores. Just providing food will be enough."

  There are also some who speak with twisted and heretical views

  "Grandpa, look at me, I have fair and delicate skin..."

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