Chapter 110: Subjugating the Beggar
The little beggar's tears fell quickly, but he cleaned a small part of his face, like a little cat. He really met a noble person, "Miss, can you buy my sister as well? She just has a cold, not any infectious disease."

Of course Song Qingwan also guessed that if there was an infectious disease, the little boy who had the most contact with the little girl would definitely be the first to be infected.

But he has no symptoms, and for the sake of his sister, he endured humiliation and worked hard. He is a good seedling. If he is cultivated, who can say that he will not achieve something in the future?

"Okay, take the ten taels of silver you two will get from selling your bodies and go register it with Aunt Xiu." Song Qingwan gave him the silver, took out a charcoal pencil and paper and gave them to Xiuniang, asking her to register on the side.

They really got the money! Two little brats got ten taels? Would the adults have even more? The crowd started to stir again.

Especially when they saw the strongest young man in the mountain temple come out to challenge, the beggars suddenly became excited.

"What do you want to compete in?" Song Qingwan asked calmly, and for a moment it was hard to tell her depth.

The scarred man spat out the grass in his mouth and said with a grin, "If I win, can we compete a second or third time?"

How shameless! He clearly wanted to cheat the young lady of her money. Everyone knew that this man was very skilled in martial arts, but the beggars did not say anything to remind Song Qingwan as they were not familiar with him.

The young man was thinking, why not make more money that is delivered to your door? In this world, good people with conscience die quickly.

Song Qingwan raised her eyebrows. "If you win, you can get 10 taels each time. If you lose, you can sell yourself. How much do you want to be worth?"

The young man didn't expect Song Qingwan to be so confident and generous, and she didn't show any fear or disgust towards his scarred face.

"Ten taels? I'm not taking advantage of you." He is an adult, so it's not too much to fight against two children? But, how could he lose? This girl has no internal strength at all, right?
Song Qingwan didn't expect this man to be so unconfident. Was ten taels too low? Was it because of the scar on his face? Or because of his own ability?

But it doesn't matter, he will be more confident in the future, "Okay, let's compete." She has the virtue of helping others to achieve their goals, and both parties are happy, how wonderful.

"Hahaha, miss, you are straightforward. Let's have a competition of arm wrestling." The young scarred man rubbed his hands confidently, as if he saw countless silver coins flying towards him.

The corners of Xiuniang's mouth twitched fiercely under the mask. Did this fool think he had won? Ha, reality taught him how to be a man. Even though they were both ugly, she did not sympathize with him.

Except for Xiuniang, few people at the scene thought that Song Qingwan could win. They all looked at the man expectantly as if he was picking up money.

There happened to be a stable stone nearby, so Song Qingwan and the man took each side and made their own gestures.

However, when he saw Song Qingwan's fair and slender hands, the man's eyes flashed, and he suddenly tore off his sleeves and put them on his hands to prevent direct skin contact with the noble lady. He was quite a gentleman.

Song Qingwan didn't mind it very much, but she also appreciated that the man didn't take advantage of her, "Let's fight!"

The two hands, one big and one small, immediately clasped together, but the man was obviously not very serious. He didn't think he would lose, "Ready~ Start!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he used both hands at the same time, but neither of them used his full strength.

The man was afraid of hurting Song Qingwan, but to his surprise, Song Qingwan's hand did not move at all even when he used 50% of his strength, so he gradually increased his strength.

However, Song Qingwan was still calm, her breath was steady, her face was normal, what was going on?! Didn't she have no internal strength? How could she be so strong?

Until the man used all his strength, but still failed to put Song Qingwan's hand down, his face turned black and red, and sweat slowly broke out.

"My God!"

Everyone gasped. They saw that the man did not give in, but the girl was very strong.

The man also noticed Song Qingwan's abnormality, and his heart skipped a beat. He used his internal force without hesitation. But at this moment, Song Qingwan suddenly exerted her strength, and with a "bang", she knocked the man's hand down!

Why? ! !
"You lose." Song Qingwan separated her hands and moved her fingers as if nothing had happened.

The scarred man had a small bruise on the back of his hand, which showed how much force he had exerted in this fight.

"Oh my God!" It was such a strange news. It was the first time I saw a woman with such great strength. Could she be able to lift a tripod or move a mountain?
"Hahaha~ You really are worthy of being the new Lord of the Seven Saints, awesome! I wonder if the young lady can take in an old man like me?"

At this time, an old man with a white beard came out. He was not as dirty and messy as those beggars, but had a noble demeanor and a Taoist air.

"What?! She is the new Lord of the Seven Saints? The extremely smart and omnipotent fairy in the rumors?"

The beggars were stunned. No wonder, no wonder. What else could they compare to? They couldn't even match a finger of the Seven Saints, let alone the new Lord of the Seven Saints.

And the scarred man had just verified it for them, they couldn't win at all.

The scarred man was also shocked. She was the girl in the rumors? Xie Qingcheng's new master? Of course, she was also his master now!
"Hahaha~" The scarred man suddenly burst into laughter. Everyone thought he might be crazy with joy.

"Master Hua, then, can we sell our bodies?" The beggars quieted down, as if they particularly wanted to hear Master Hua's opinion.

Hua Lao stroked his white goatee and nodded, "Since he is the master chosen by the Seven Saints, he must be reliable. If you want a safe place to shelter from the wind and rain, he is the best choice, right, little girl?"

Although the old man was asking, his tone was quite certain, as if he knew the Seven Saints.

Song Qingwan couldn't help but look at Xiuniang, but the latter shook her head. She didn't know the old man.

Well, then Song Qingwan could only explain based on her own judgment, "I'm in business, and I usually seek a win-win situation. As long as everyone is willing to work hard, I will naturally not treat you unfairly.

The ending is that what other workers have, you also have. What others don’t have, you can also have as long as you work well enough.

All I can guarantee you is a fair opportunity. As for how high you want to go, it depends on your strength and hard work.

Do you think this makes sense, old man? If you can join our Song family, we will certainly welcome you."

Mr. Hua nodded in agreement, looking very pleased, "Miss, this rule is good. The more you work, the more you get. The bigger your hands, the heavier your bowl. Everyone, go with peace of mind. No matter how bad it gets, you can still have something to eat. It won't be worse than it is now."

Of course, except for those who don't want to make progress or have other plans~
"Do sick people also want it?" someone asked weakly.

Beggars have been suffering from cold and hunger for a long time, so their physical fitness must be poor. At least one-third of them are sick. Sometimes it is not that they are lazy, but that their bodies do not allow them to work.

Looking at those numb and expectant eyes, Song Qingwan still maintained her gentle smile, like a Madonna.

"Yes, as long as you are not a criminal, I can give you a chance. What I ask for is, of course, the reward after you recover. If you can do it, come.

However, those who want to fool me should think carefully. I am afraid you cannot afford the consequences~"

She is willing to release the greatest goodwill to make friends, and of course hopes to reap good results, but if it is malicious, then she will get rid of it.

It was not until this moment that Song Qingwan truly realized the usefulness of the indenture contract. It was the best force of restraint. No wonder she was so keen on it.

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