Practice a low-level profession until you become an immortal and call yourself an ancestor

Chapter 15: Escape from Slavery and Become Free (Please collect and read)

Looking at the new skills that appeared on the panel, Chu Changqing was excited.

coming!

Sure enough, as long as your basic professional skills are upgraded, the corresponding skills will appear!
But why, this shocking blow, does not show the proficiency progress?

Although he had doubts, Chu Changqing didn't think much about it and just walked to the kitchen, intending to test his skills with a knife.

Now is the time when the moon and stars are thin, and everyone is sleeping in the house. He is experimenting with his skills at this time, so that he can stay hidden without being discovered.

When he got to the kitchen, Chu Changqing, who was about to get a kitchen knife, saw the bone chopping knife on the chopping board. After thinking for a moment, he quickly returned to his residence with the bone chopping knife.

Under the moonlight, Chu Changqing stood in the courtyard, holding a bone-chopping steel knife in his hand. He felt that the heavy knife in his hand gave him an extremely familiar feeling.

It feels like I have been using it for many years.

Anger sinking in his dantian, Chu Changqing raised his knife and chopped at the brought firewood.

There is no way, the hard conditions are too bad, so I can only use firewood to test my skills, so that I can move the firewood back without being discovered later.

Sweep, chop, plow, cut, chop, thrust
With his sword skills upgraded, he can perform these basic movements very freely.

But because he didn't master the sword technique, he could only keep using basic movements.

The courtyard was filled with the sound of Chu Changqing wielding his sword. As his eyes focused, his skills were activated.

A shocking blow!

Brush brush.
Chu Changqing, who was already agile in his movements, used the sharp sword wind at the moment when the skill was activated. More than a dozen logs as thick as an adult's forearm were cut in half in front of him.

Fast and hard!

Chu Changqing stopped his movements, exhaled, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his face was full of joy.

powerful!
Although he doesn't know how to compare with the chief catcher, compared to his previous self, with this skill, he is a little stronger.

If you activate the skill of playing Xiang Yu and then use Jinghong Yi Dao, you can easily cut through rocks with the knife.

However, this skill can only be regarded as a killing move at critical moments, and cannot be used as a sword technique in a protracted battle.

Now, Chu Changqing has another trump card, and his heart feels more stable.

Judging from his existing skills, his future goals are clear.

The most important thing is to get rid of slavery first, and then find a way to find a legitimate identity to practice martial arts.

After all, his cultivation on the panel is now on the right track. Although he can make progress by sneaking, it is too slow.

Secondly, although he now has sword skills and is extremely familiar with knives, he is still unable to perform routines, and his state is far from reaching the point where he can win without any moves. Therefore, a good sword and a set of sword skills can He needs it too.

Also, my own skills as an actor.

Although you can still practice in Zhao's class or acting alone, you will make faster progress after playing Xiang Yu by yourself and practicing with others.

This coincides with his desire to become a warrior.

Therefore, if you want to achieve the last two goals, you must first escape from slavery.

It just so happens that I can no longer go on stage to play the Overlord of Western Chu, why not take this opportunity to go directly to the boss’s wife and inform her about this?
This way, there is no need to trouble Wang Xuan, the young lady from the Wang family.

In fact, Chu Changqing had other ideas. For example, taking advantage of the opportunity that he could not play Farewell My Concubine, he would play Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. This would not only gain a lot of experience points, but also possibly win Wang Xuan's favor.

But Chu Changqing thought for a long time, and after thinking of various countermeasures in his mind, he decided to talk to the boss's wife tomorrow.

If everything goes well, it is safest to redeem yourself with money.

Afterwards, he returned all the knives and firewood and slept peacefully.

The next day, he had a good sleep, washed himself, and ran to the theater.

It was just after breakfast, the air was cool and there were many people watching.

Backstage at the theater troupe, Chu Changqing pushed the door in and found that all the logistics and people preparing to go on stage were busy.

It's probably time for the first scene.

Boss Zhao was watching a few actors playing each other, giving them advice from time to time.

Someone saw Chu Changqing and was stunned for a moment, then shouted unnaturally: "Good morning, Brother Qing."

Chu Changqing responded with a smile.

Although the backstage was messy, it was not big. Everyone heard what the man said and turned to look over.

Most of them had complicated expressions, and some looked up and then turned their eyes sideways.

Everyone knows that Chu Changqing can no longer go on stage.

Boss Zhao's face was also a little embarrassed and a little regretful.

She smiled: "Changqing, why are you here?"

Chu Changqing was not so straightforward as to talk about asking for a life contract in front of everyone. Instead, he smiled and said, "Mrs. Boss, let me tell you something private."

The landlady looked around, especially after pausing at Huang Mingji, the theater's top performer, and then nodded and said, "Let's go out and talk."

Under a rockery outside the theater.

Before the landlady could wait for Chu Changqing to speak, she took the initiative and said:

"Changqing, I know that you can't act and feel aggrieved, but there's nothing you can do about it. The current situation is special and the situation is turbulent. That's an order from the government. It's not that I don't let you act. Do you understand?"

Chu Changqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I understand the boss lady, but..."

He wanted to say that, but that's not what I wanted to say.

But he was interrupted again by the landlady: "No buts."

Impatientness soon appeared on her face, without the thoughtfulness and gentleness that Chu Changqing had before when he could sing: "Changqing, the most important thing for you now is to find a way to come up with a good manuscript and story, rather than worrying about it. Talk about him left and right."

Chu Changqing's smile also froze. He had no good impression of Boss Zhao in his heart and lost his last bit of patience.

People are realistic, yes.

But it is really rare for someone to be as realistic as the boss lady.

He took a breath, looked at the impatient boss lady, and said seriously: "Boss lady, I want to talk to you about the contract I sold myself to."

When the landlady heard this, she raised her eyebrows and said, "A contract of betrayal?"

Chu Changqing nodded: "Yes, I want to redeem myself."

In Daxuan's wealthy family, if a servant takes the initiative to redeem his life, it is usually a very embarrassing thing for the master's family, and most of the master's families will not agree.

But in the theater, there has long been a similar precedent.

He sold himself as a child, and after he became an adult and became a laborer, he chose to redeem his life.

It was precisely because the original owner had several such people in his memory that Chu Changqing decided to redeem himself.

It's just that after these people left the theater, their lives were often even more embarrassing. Some even bought themselves back at a high price, only to find that they couldn't survive and sold themselves at a low price.

After going back and forth, the boss lady was really making money.

The landlady looked Chu Changqing up and down and found that he didn't seem to be cheating, so she said, "You know, the world is in such chaos now. After your redemption, you may not have as good a life outside as you did in the theater."

Chu Changqing handed over his hand and said without hesitation: "Thank you boss lady for your kind reminder, but I have already thought about it and have decided to leave."

"Farewell My Concubine has been the work of my hard work for more than ten years. I'm afraid it will be difficult to write a story like this again in this life."

"I hope the boss lady will make it happen."

Upon hearing this, the lady boss thought for a moment, nodded slowly and said one word: "Okay."

When Chu Changqing heard the landlady say yes so happily, he was not happy, but felt a little thumped in his heart.Before he could ask about the redemption price, the landlady took the initiative and blurted out: "Since you have decided to redeem yourself, I will give you a suitable price."

"I spent a lot of money when I bought you, and then I raised you for so many years. I taught you your skills and led you to sing. These are all costs. I won't embarrass you."

"Then."

"How about 20 taels of silver?"

When Chu Changqing heard this, he cursed in his heart.

Smelly mother-in-law!
He knew that the landlady would not offer a low price.

In the Daxuan Dynasty, one tael was equal to ten qian, and one qian was equal to one hundred wen.

Although his current status in the Zhao family class is not low, the money collected from each scene actually goes into the opponent's pocket.

He had a salary, but it wasn't much, about fifty or sixty cents a day.

Before he traveled through time, the original owner only had more than ten yuan in his account every day.

In addition to buying eggs, lean meat, milk and other items every day, he actually didn't save much in the past half month.

Together with the assets he had saved over the years, he actually only had assets of fifteen yuan.

It is far from the 20 taels the landlady said.

It's really a lion's mouth. 20 taels of silver is enough to buy not only one person, but even ten in times of famine.

Any talk of teaching him skills or leading him to sing is all nonsense.

If Chu Changqing didn't have the help of a panel, I'm afraid he would have to work in the background as a support person for the rest of his life.

Chu Changqing looked at the boss's wife who had become a philistine and couldn't help but feel angry, but there was no trace of anger or anger on her face. After all, she still had the contract of sale.

Being dependent on others and asking for help, he had to lower his eyebrows and said: "Madam Boss, ever since the script of Farewell My Concubine appeared, I have been doing my best every day in my performance. Madam Boss, I will also obey and do what you say."

"As you said, we are all hard-working people. Changqing has indeed run out of ideas and wants to become a martial arts examiner and find another path."

"Now that we are short of savings, can the lady boss lower the redemption price for the sake of her friendship over the past ten years?"

Chu Changqing's acting skills are no longer limited to the stage. As long as he wants, he can change into several faces in life.

Happiness, anger, sadness, and worry can change at any time.

Now, he is filled with hope and sorrow.

But the landlady didn't care about his expression, but asked in surprise: "What did you say? Do you want to be a martial arts examiner?"

Chu Changqing nodded: "That's right."

He did have this idea, and he said it mainly because he wanted to give the boss lady some hints.

With his current strength, he does have the capital to try martial arts.

So, the two of them held their hands, while the other stood stunned for a long time.

"Okay, let's see if you've decided to go, then it's up to you."

The boss lady relaxed after a moment. She didn't know whether it was because of her kindness or because Chu Changqing's hint worked.

Chu Changqing thought it was the latter.

"There must be those twelve taels, right?"

After hearing this, Chu Changqing's mind raced instantly.

Will he give these ten taels?
There must be some, but he originally thought that the cost of his redemption would be about eight taels, and he would have to live with the remaining money for a while.

If all these twelve taels are used as redemption, life will be a problem if no way to make money can be found in the short term.

But as soon as this idea came up, he was instantly rejected.

At this time, he was no longer the same person he had just traveled through. How could he starve to death with the panel next to him?

Although there were many plans to escape slavery before, the opportunity is now in front of you, so why wait any longer?
Now is the best time to escape from slavery!
"Okay, boss lady, I'll get the money."

After saying that, he walked towards the house without looking back.

The landlady looked at Chu Changqing's back, with an indescribable expression on her face. It was very complicated. When Chu Changqing completely disappeared from her sight, she sighed and walked towards her residence.

Not long after, the two met.

Chu Changqing handed over the money, and the landlady took out the deed of betrayal from the clothes on her chest.

Chu Changqing took it and took a look and found that it was indeed his own contract of betrayal.

After taking it, a smile appeared on his face, and the stone that had been hanging from time to time fell suddenly and disappeared without a trace.

From now on, he will no longer be a slave, but an upright Daxuan commoner.

Not to mention that the sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide enough for fish to jump, but at least in terms of status, he can face most people equally.

Now, when Chu Changqing looked at the landlady, he felt less cautious and restrained and more calm.

Regardless of the wealth gap between the two, in terms of status, they were completely equal at this moment.

"Congratulations, Changqing." The landlady didn't look at the amount of money, she put it directly into her pocket and said with a smile.

Chu Changqing responded with the same smile: "Thank you very much, Boss Zhao."

Before, he was disgusted by the boss's wife's stinginess, bad mouth and other behaviors, but now that he is his own, the resentment in his heart has dissipated.

It's not that he's generous, it's that it doesn't matter anymore.

The biggest grudge between the two is that the other side deducted his money, so what can he do?Scold him back harshly?Or slap his fucking ears?
None of it makes sense.

But if he gains momentum later, seizes the opportunity, and can extract money from the other party, then it should be his money, and it must still be his!
"Stop boss lady, you are no longer my buddy now."

Zhao Meihua smiled calmly, less domineering and condescending, more like a neighbor chatting with questions: "You just said you planned to practice martial arts, examiner, is that true?"

Chu Changqing nodded: "Yes."

Zhao Meihua had thought before that Chu Changqing had had enough of singing, and also thought that he might want to return to a normal farming life, but she really didn't expect that Chu Changqing would choose to practice martial arts.

After all, practicing martial arts is a taboo for most ordinary people.

Moreover, people who are poor in literature and rich in martial arts, and whose family conditions are not superior, will basically end up wasting their time or even their body if they go to practice martial arts.

Zhao Meihua smiled lightly and shook her head: "You are sixteen this year."

Chu Changqing replied: "Seventeen."

Zhao Meihua's face showed reminiscence: "Oh, yes, I am seventeen. So many years have passed in the blink of an eye."

She straightened her expression: "Do you know how big a martial artist accepts a disciple?"

Chu Changqing nodded: "Of course I know, under twelve."

Zhao Meihua choked up all the advice she was planning: "Then you still plan to practice martial arts?"

Chu Changqing put away the deed of betrayal and said, "My body and bones are still good, and I feel I have some understanding."

"Try it. Anyway, I feel lighter now. If it doesn't work, then go farming."

Zhao Meihua didn't answer and was silent for a long time. She didn't come back to her senses until someone came to call her from the background.

"Okay, then go ahead. If you can't survive outside, you can come back to me and ask for a job."

After saying that, he rushed towards the theater, walked a few steps, and suddenly stopped: "When you come to me for help again, you don't need to sell yourself."

(End of this chapter)