Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

When he spoke, his facial features were distorted, and he grinned, which was very unsightly.

"I feel like you guys are surviving in the wilderness..."

"At least I could hunt a couple of rabbits if I were to survive in the wilderness..." Yu Xietian said with a worried expression, handing over a tamuku fruit in an attempt to bribe Ying Qin Guan, "Want one?"

"No need..."

Ying Qin Guan rejected Yu Xie Tian, ​​but the other party didn't care and started to tackle the second one.

"That's a real pity. These fruits taste pretty good, but nobody eats them in the Imperial Court. When we came last year, many of them had rotted and fallen to the ground."

Ying Qin Guan squinted and said, "I heard it's sour and nobody likes to eat it."

Yu Xietian's features contorted in pain as he said, "Rumor...rumor, it's so sweet, try one if you don't believe me."

"I will not eat."

"Will you have one? I'm not kidding!"

"Damn it, the look on your face says it all!"

"It's because it's so delicious that it reminded me of my parents' cooking, and that brought tears of emotion to my eyes!"

"You're so sour you're crying!"

"Because my parents are the type who like to use vinegar in their cooking! It reminded me of them!"

"Is that so... By the way, aren't you an orphan? Where did you get your parents?"

"Because my master is the type of cook who likes to use vinegar in his cooking! It reminded me of him!"

"Wow! You changed your tune way too fast! And didn't your master have his arm cut off by the Sword Saint? Why is he still cooking for you, this social parasite?"

"Because I'm the type of person who likes to use vinegar when cooking! I used to use vinegar as a staple food when I had money, but now I can't even afford vinegar anymore, so I'm just feeling a bit sentimental!"

"Your parents and master are crying! And in the blink of an eye, you heartless bastard have thrown them away, damn it, what the hell are you trying to say..."

At this moment, Shenxin staggered to her feet and viciously tore off her veil.

"Damn it, Yu Xietian, it's all your fault! Who else could that veil fool besides the stupid male lead in a martial arts drama? I knew you were unreliable! Damn it, now you've been caught. I'm still a child, so I'm fine, but you're going to jail!"

"I don't think I deserve this..."

"I never imagined you were in such dire straits," Ying Qin Guan said, shaking his head and sighing with sympathy.

Yu Xietian and Shen Xin were both invigorated, their eyes gleaming as they stared intently at Ying Qin Pass.

That tone, that opening—even a fool could tell what Ying Qin Guan was about to say. Could it be... no, not just a guess, Ying Qin Guan was definitely planning to invite them to dinner!

It's already lunchtime, and they've run into us in this place again, seeing our current predicament. Ying Qin Guan will definitely not stand idly by!

Speak up! If you treat us to a meal, Lord Shenxin will forgive your previous rudeness!

“If you don’t work hard, you won’t even have food to eat. I really can’t do anything with you guys.” Ying Qin Guan sighed and said, “You’d better work hard from now on.”

He then walked past the two people, his expression calm and nonchalant, as if he had simply greeted a friend on the street and then left naturally.

Shenxin and Yuxietian were still standing there, not having reacted yet.

Wait...wait, what's the next sentence?

After saying something like, "You really can't do anything with us, you'd better work hard from now on," shouldn't you follow up with, "I'll treat you to a meal"?

What about the second half of the sentence?!

They just left like nothing happened?!

"Damn it! Are you toying with my mind, man? You've got my attention!"

Shen Xin raised the small blackboard aggressively, while Yu Xietian squinted and complained, "We can't even afford to eat, and we're still acting like domineering CEOs?"

"Don't you think it's a lot like this? We're just like that domineering CEO now, we both have stomach problems!"

"Boss Ba has a bad stomach, so we're just empty inside, right..." Yu Xietian took a bite of the fruit in his hand, his face contorted from the sourness. "Damn it, no wonder no one eats it even though it's rotting on the ground. No way, since we've run into him today, we have to mooch a meal off him. Shenxin, let's go!"

"Oh! It's on fire!"

The two quickly caught up with Ying Qin Pass. Yu Xietian, quite obviously, hinted in an exaggerated tone, "Wow, we came out for a stroll, and it just so happens to be lunchtime..."

"It's lunchtime!"

Ying Qin Guan strolled forward and said, "Yes, it's lunchtime."

Seeing that he showed no intention of adding the second half of the sentence, Shenxin stepped forward and raised his small blackboard.

"As the saying goes, at home you rely on your parents, but when you're out in the world you rely on your friends. In the world of martial arts, loyalty is key. Now that we've met up, we should show our appreciation!"

Ying Qin Guan asked, "For example?"

"Ahem, since it's lunchtime, how about..."

"So?" Ying Qin Guan asked in surprise, "You're going to treat me to dinner?"

".."

【“..”】

Yu Xietian fell silent. Sometimes, silence is the only option. There are many reasons why people make this choice, but the main one is poverty.

But he was too proud, and Shenxin did not back down at all.

"Of course! But we're having a tough time right now, so please don't look down on him. Xiaoyu, give him some fruit!!"

Faced with the fruit that Yu Xietian offered, which could probably make people reveal their pain mask, Ying Qin Guan first sighed, and then couldn't help but laugh.

"You two, really... I know, I know, I'll leave now."

Chapter Seven: I Gradually Understand Everything

Ying Qin Guan led the Yorozuya group to the Royal Palace's dining hall. That cold winter had instilled in him a love for hot pot, and a meal of his would normally cost only ten or twenty Eevee. But the broth alone for hot pot cost ninety Eevee, and it was common for him to eat two or three pounds of it in one sitting. After all, Ying Qin Guan was also a martial artist with a considerable appetite.

Originally, the five pounds were refreshed every Wednesday night, and the school card, which had always been enough, often ran out of balance. Ying Qin Guan was also a lazy person and was too lazy to go and top up his card. To avoid running around and running out of balance, he simply topped up his school card with five hundred pounds at once.

What kind of behavior is it to load 500 pounds onto a student ID card at once?

Have you ever heard the legend of the domineering CEO in a drama who tops up the female lead's bus card with tens of thousands of yuan? Ying Qin Guan's behavior is similar to that, but of course, the domineering CEO is a bit more exaggerated. A bus card only costs a few yuan a day, but Ying Qin Guan is the kind of person who is going to contribute a villa to his boss.

Even so, the act itself was exaggerated enough. When Ying Qin Guan swiped his school card, Shen Xin and Yu Xie Tian behind him stared wide-eyed.

Five hundred pounds—they've actually earned that many times. But the feeling it evokes is different. It's like someone living in a house with a ten-pound monthly rent—would you think they're rich? Probably not. But if someone wears ten-pound socks, the feeling is completely different.

Of course, the school card doesn't quite fit the example above. To be precise, spending money on trivial, unimportant things that can be easily replaced with many cheaper alternatives gives the impression of being wealthy, while the school card is practically a necessity in the Royal Academy, which is somewhat different from the example above.

However, it is completely different, because everyone can easily understand from the number five hundred that Ying Qin Guan's financial situation is quite free and good.

"Damn it! I've been working so hard every day, beating up Yu Xietian and forcing him to go out and work, but why have I ended up stealing fruit from the Imperial Palace? Meanwhile, this guy across from me plays cards all day and still has such a good financial situation... Could it be..."

Ying Qin Guan squinted, wondering if Shen Xin had finally realized the danger posed by the Sunlight Clan.

"I know! It must be Yu Xietian who took the dirty money and then ran off to Yoshiwara to spend it all! That's why we're so poor!"

You know nothing...

Yu Xietian had grown accustomed to being bullied and slandered by Shenxin in his daily life. He sighed, pretending not to hear, and looked at the waiter to the side. The waiter had just brought over the hot pot base. Looking at the hot pot base, which was full of chili peppers and so red it was almost black, Yu Xietian couldn't help but doubt the safety of his classmate Huangyuan's anus.

The Seven Luminaries are strange; they love spicy food, yet almost none of them can handle it.

"Yoshiwara..." Ying Qin Guan had been in Qi Yao for some time and had heard of Yoshiwara. "The city that never sleeps beneath Sakura. I didn't know about it before, otherwise I should have gone to visit it when I went to Sakura last time."

Yoshiwara, the city that never sleeps, was indeed an 18+ rated place when it first appeared. But the sex industry, if it doesn't become legitimate, is destined to be unsustainable. Even if it's just for appearances, it's something they have to do. After a period of development, Yoshiwara is now a relatively legitimate place. If you ask me what you can do in Yoshiwara, my answer is to drink tea, drink alcohol, sing, and dance. As for hidden services, that depends on whether you can find them yourself.

Therefore, Ying Qin Guan had no embarrassment when discussing this matter.

"I heard there's a very talented courtesan over there, skilled in everything from music and chess to calligraphy and painting." Yu Xietian chewed on his chopsticks. He was already very hungry and was now hesitating whether to dip his chopsticks into the broth first to taste it. His mouth was practically tasteless. "It's said that she's a young lady from a wealthy family in Yingman. She lost a political struggle within her family and ended up here... It's not a bad choice, is it?"

"Proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting?" Ying Qin Guan said, "That sounds like Nocturne, very impressive."

"The most sought-after courtesans in the brothels of ordinary small countries are no match for the head of a department in the Imperial Academy of a top-tier superpower."

Shen Xin held up the small blackboard, his attitude casual.

Yu Xietian, however, was somewhat unwilling. He said, "That's not necessarily true. There's a sequence to learning, and everyone has their own area of ​​expertise. What if I can surpass them?"

"What kind of strange 'what if' is that... You man, what kind of weird and lewd fantasy are you harboring? Do you really think she's a noble lady fallen into prostitution, waiting for you to rescue her? Oh, how naive—"

Shen Xin was indeed Yu Xietian's father. With just two short sentences and a wicked smile on his face, he broke through Yu Xietian's defenses in no time. Yu Xietian could only wave his hand awkwardly and stubbornly say, "Don't talk nonsense. I didn't think that way."

Shen Xin nudged Ying Qin Pass with his elbow.

"Do you believe it?"

Ying Qin Guan chuckled wickedly, "I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either."

The two looked at Yu Xietian simultaneously, their eyes filled with amusement. Shen Xin, in particular, looked on with a sigh as he raised the small blackboard.

"Sigh, thinking about it, my Xiaoyu is probably at the age where she should be in heat..."

Yu Xietian finally lost his temper and shouted, "What do you mean by 'going into heat'? What kind of animal am I? Even 'puberty stirrings' would be a better term!"

God's heart flows with goodness.

"Sigh, thinking about it, my Xiaoyu is also at the age where puberty is starting to stir."

"Don't be so 'funny'! I'm way past that... Never mind, you're too prejudiced, I can't reason with you."

Just then, the waiter brought the dishes, and Yu Xietian stopped arguing with Shenxin.

"Although it's not very convincing coming from you, it's true that without understanding it, it's not very convincing. Maybe the girls in the brothels of that ordinary little country really do possess literary skills comparable to the head of the Seven Luminaries Imperial Academy—"

The words of the god were not without irony.

"If you're still not giving up, we can go to Osaka later. If you're not even as good as me, then forget about Miss Nocturne. But your naive fantasy will eventually be shattered by reality."

"Then let's go!"

Yu Xietian was clearly a bit carried away and gave this answer.

Thus, Ying Qin Guan watched helplessly as these two guys, who couldn't even afford food and had to resort to stealing fruit from the royal palace, finalized an international trip in just a few words, including meeting Ying Man's top courtesan and watching her performance.

What an outrageous scene! Yet these two spoke of it as if it were commonplace, without taking it to heart at all, and it seemed they weren't just joking. You see, it was just a single sentence back then that Yu Xietian paid Ying Qin Guan two thousand pounds.

He seemed to understand why the Yorozuya was so rich when it had money, but couldn't even afford food when it was poor.