You call this beast taming?

"call--"

Luan Ying put down her pen and kept shaking her hand, pouting as she said, "Ah Xu, I'm done writing."

Looking at the crooked and messy characters, Wen Zhixu's lips twitched slightly.

We're all equally bad, so let's not laugh at each other.

"Alright, log in!"

"Here it comes!"

Finally, after a period of noise from his phone, Wen Zhixu completed his "mission".

Four hours!

Luan Ying originally only placed an order for two hours, but ended up extending it for another two hours.

After Luan Ying and her pear-shaped horse "Little Pear" left, Wen Zhixu and Erliang slumped on the sofa, one rubbing his wrists and the other sticking out his tongue and breathing on them.

The man and the beast exchanged a glance.

That's really exhausting!

"Well done, two ounces." Wen Zhixu rubbed its head. "By the way, how did you learn 'Fire Fang'?"

"Awoo..."

Erliang recounted his memories as he spoke.

Simply put...

As Erliang was doing his job as a "sparring partner," he noticed that Luan Ying's Pear Fire Horse didn't seem very happy, so he asked it. The Pear Fire Horse explained that it had been learning "Fire Fang" for some time, but it still couldn't execute it smoothly.

So Erliang suggested that Li Huoju demonstrate it, because maybe the onlookers would see things more clearly than the participants.

Therefore, Li Huoju explained the key points of the "Fire Fang Manual" to Erliang.

Finally...

Both Erliang and Lihuoju learned this move.

Wen Zhixu seemed to sense something and took out the "Fire Stone".

Sure enough, the originally bright "Fire Stone" became noticeably dimmer, presumably because it further stimulated Erliang's fire attribute ability.

"Erliang, you really are..." Wen Zhixu couldn't help but exclaim after hearing this, "A genius!"

Of course, the "Fire Stone" and "Fire Energy Cube" played a supporting role, but this also shows that Erliang truly has excellent talent in terms of skills.

"Waaaaah! (//▽//)"

Erliang grinned, her smile a little shy.

"Well done."

At this moment, manager Li Yujing walked in.

To be honest, she really didn't expect that Wen Zhixu's approach would actually satisfy the client, and in a very good way.

"Sister Jing." Wen Zhixu picked up Erliang and greeted her.

Li Yujing smiled and nodded. "Four hours, your rate is 300 per hour."

300 per hour, that's the price Wen Zhixu and Erliang charge as "sparring partners".

Don't be fooled by the seemingly high price; it's actually one of the lowest tiers in the "technical coaching" industry.

After all, "skill training" not only requires extremely high skill levels, but also consumes a lot of energy from the pet during training.

And when it comes to pets, even something as simple as restoring their stamina will not be cheap.

According to Li Yujing, the highest-level sparring partners in the Yunmengze Battle Club charge at least 1,000 yuan per hour.

That can help some powerful beast tamers undergo intensive training before competitions or important battles.

"However, since you do not have a 'formal Beastmaster Qualification Certificate' and have not provided any professional certificates, and you are not a resident sparring partner, your commission rate is 30%."

Wen Zhixu nodded, indicating that he understood.

The "Official Beastmaster Qualification Certificate" and professional certificates are both proof of one's own abilities and can reduce the club's commission.

On-site work, on the other hand, means "full-time," which not only has a lower commission rate but also a guaranteed minimum wage, something that Wen Zhixu cannot currently offer.

"Deduct 30%, then it's...840..." Wen Zhixu felt as if his heart was bleeding, as if a breath had been sucked out of his body, and his chest ached.

"Huh?"

When Erliang saw Wen Zhixu clutching his chest in pain, he was startled and quickly went to check on him.

It stuck out its bright red tongue, wanting to help lick it.

"No, no, two ounces, no need!" Wen Zhixu was so frightened that he quickly stopped her.

"Waaaaah!!"

However, seeing Wen Zhixu "recover", Erliang happily turned her tongue to her cheek.

"Hot...Hot! Hot! Hot!"

Watching this scene, Li Yujing covered her mouth and laughed, "You two have such a good relationship."

She had seen so many training partners, and there were quite a few people who treated their pets as a tool to make money.

However, such people can only make a quick buck and it is difficult to sustain their position. Only beast tamers with a relationship like Wen Zhixu and Erliang can continue to sit on the throne.

This changed her opinion of Wen Zhixu considerably.

"1840, I've already transferred it to your account."

"Um?"

"Huh?"

Wen Zhixu, who was holding Erliang by the neck away from him, was stunned. Erliang, who was sticking out his tongue and kicking his feet in mid-air, was also stunned.

Stealing the young master?!

"Because you did a good job, Ah Xu, the customer tipped you 500," Li Yujing explained with a smile.

"500?"

"The other 500 yuan was a tip from someone else's parents, who said... and actually managed to get Luan Ying to finish her homework on her own."

That's it!

No wonder the housekeeper who came to pick up Luan Ying looked so surprised when he saw her homework.

Should I say thank you, boss, for the rocket gift?

"No commission on tips, just do a good job, Ah Xu."

Li Yujing had known Luan Ying for a while and knew the girl's personality. She was also somewhat surprised that Wen Zhixu could let Luan Ying do her homework herself instead of doing it for her.

and....

She vaguely heard Wen Zhixu and Erliang help Luan Ying's pet master a skill that it hadn't been able to learn for a long time.

This is a job of "skills instruction and practice"!

Teaching a skill is not something that can be accomplished in a day or two...

How did you do that?

"Thank you, Sister Jing!"

After Li Yujing left, Wen Zhixu happily hugged Erliang and spun around several times.

"Got the money, two taels!"

"Ugh....Ugh....(..Ծ‸Ծ..)" Erliang stuck out his tongue.

Oops, oh my god... Stars, stars, stars are coming out...

...

It was already dark when I left the battle club building.

The full moon hung high in the sky, without a single dark cloud.

"Looks like you succeeded, bro."

When the gatekeeper Liu An saw Wen Zhixu walk out with light steps, he had already guessed the outcome.

"That's all thanks to Brother Liu's help."

Wen Zhixu smiled and quietly slipped the remaining cigarette into Liu An's hand.

"Oh no! No, no..."

"Why not! That's why I have such good connections. Without Brother Liu, I wouldn't even be able to talk to Sister Jing."

Compliments are free, and no matter where you are, it's always a good idea to get on good terms with the security guard.

After handing out the cigarette, Wen Zhixu quickly walked away, saying, "Brother Liu, see you tomorrow."

"Waaah~~"

Bye-bye~

Clutching the cigarette pack in his hand, Liu An clicked his tongue and muttered to himself, "Something's not right that he's so good at handling things."

If any customers ask for sparring partners in the future, I'll definitely recommend a few to my brother.

...

I took the bus home.

"Huh?"

Erliang, perched on his head, looked at Wen Zhixu, who stood hesitantly at the door, with a puzzled expression.

"It's nothing," Wen Zhixu shook his head.

A beam of light pierced the darkness of the corridor.

He was about to knock, but instead the door was pushed open, and he almost instinctively called out, "Mom, I'm home."

"snort!"

On the sofa in the living room, a middle-aged woman in her forties wearing an apron appeared in Wen Zhixu's line of sight, her arms crossed.

"You finally knew to come back! Do you even know what time it is?"

I glanced at the clock on the wall; it was nine o'clock at night!

Wen Zhixu shrank his neck.

It's all the boss's fault! Two hours wasn't enough, so he added extra time!

However, Wen Zhixu was initially a little uneasy and unsure how to face his mother, but now he suddenly realized that besides the instinctive fear, he felt more affection for her.

Feng Xuejuan glared at him, got up and walked towards the kitchen, asking as she did so, "You haven't had dinner, have you?"

Wen Zhixu felt a warmth in his heart and chuckled, "Mom still cares about me."

"All you're good for is talking."

Feng Xuejuan breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw that her son was in pretty good condition.

"But Mom, you might need to prepare a little more..." Wen Zhixu carried out two ounces.

"Woo...Woo! ヾ(*´▽『*)ฅ"

Erliang waved his claws vigorously.

"This is..." Feng Xuejuan was stunned.

"Erliang, my... pet beast." Wen Zhixu hugged Erliang, forced a smile, and gestured for the little guy to act cute and gain sympathy.

"Waaaaah~ (ฅ՞•ﻌ•՞ฅ)"

"Two liang..." A complex expression flashed across Feng Xuejuan's face as she repeated the name "Two Liang".

Under the somewhat apprehensive gazes of Wen Zhixu and Erliang, Feng Xuejuan gave him a light slap before cheerfully taking the little guy in.

"Your name is Erliang, how cute!"

As she spoke, she glared at her son, saying, "You brat, you haven't even grown up yet. You haven't found me a daughter-in-law, but you've found me a 'good grandson' first."

"Ugh..." Erliang muttered softly.

I'm Ah Xu's brother, how did I become Ah Xu's son?

Wen Zhixu gave it a subtle look, signaling it not to argue. Today, whatever Mom says goes!

"Alright."

After vigorously squeezing the two ounces for a while, Feng Xuejuan returned it to Wen Zhixu.

"I think I've prepared enough to eat."

It is said that a half-grown boy can eat his father out of house and home. Feng Xuejuan was afraid that her son would not have enough to eat, so she prepared more food for him every day. If he couldn't finish it, she would just pack it up for lunch the next day before going to work.

"Wait."

"Okay!"

Wen Zhixu and Erliang sat down at the table.

But as soon as they sat down, Feng Xuejuan's voice came out again as she went into the kitchen to heat up the dishes.

His tone was very calm, revealing no emotion.

"Ah Xu, there's 30,000 yuan in the drawer under the TV. Go and return it tomorrow."

Wen Zhixu, who was holding two ounces, froze.

Old Wang has no martial ethics; he really did "collude" after all!

Luckily, we were prepared!

Feng Xuejuan continued, "We're not the kind of people who don't pay back debts. Mom knows you acted impulsively, but you need to remember this incident. In the future... well, as long as no one is hurt, that's all that matters."

In her eyes, her son had always been well-behaved and sensible since he was a child. If he made a mistake, he must be feeling even worse than she was.

She doesn't ask for much; she only hopes her son can get into a good university, find a good job, and marry a virtuous wife so she can help take care of her grandchildren when she gets old...

This is the kind of ordinary life that an ordinary middle-aged woman in Jianghuai City looks forward to the most.

As I carried the steaming hot food to the table, just as I was about to speak, I saw my son's phone open and placed on the table.

Ok?

"Mom, I admit my mistake."

One must have a proper attitude when admitting mistakes.

"But I've found a solution. This is the part-time job I just found, this is my pay for today, and it's also the reason we're coming home late."

Wen Zhixu continued, "Moreover, this might just be fate between Erliang and me. If it weren't for this incident, Erliang and I wouldn't even know each other. Don't you think so, Erliang?"

"Ugh!"

Yes, we're amazing!

Erliang quickly echoed.

Feng Xuejuan looked at the information on her phone.

The club's payslip showed her that her son hadn't taken any inappropriate jobs.

only....

My son must have just tamed his first pet today. I heard that the battle club is a very difficult place to get into, so how... how did he not only get in, but also make money on the first day?

She made 1,800 yuan in one night, which is almost more than her weekly salary!

My colleague's son didn't get into university, so he found a part-time job doing odd jobs at a zoo. He supposedly earns six or seven thousand a month, and they even said there's a chance he could become a professional zookeeper someday...

Compared to my own son, I have to throw him away!

"Keep a low profile, keep a low profile..." Feng Xuefen muttered to herself, while simultaneously admonishing Wen Zhixu:

"Stop showing off, you know! You need to understand the value of money..."

"Don't flaunt your wealth! I understand my mom."

Glancing at him.

"Is this a legitimate job for you?"

"Pfft—Mom, if you don't trust Erliang, don't you trust your son?"

Two ounces: "??"