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Chapter 137 Without a city lord, cleaning up the ruins is a problem

Hearing this, Chu Lan finally realized that this bearded middle-aged man was actually an "old acquaintance", and this was not the first time he met him.

"Heh, if that's the case, why don't you go and clean up these debris quickly? Could it be that we are waiting for you to clean it up?" Chu Lan stood up and waved her hand, her tone was not very good.

When the bearded middle-aged man heard this, he felt relieved. It seemed that the three plague gods didn't want his life. If they just cursed a few words, it would be completely acceptable.

"My little one, thank you Master Chu, thank you for saving my life, I'll go get a broom and clean it up." The bearded middle-aged man bent over and was about to leave.

Only Chu Lan said lightly: "Wait, I still have something to ask you."

The bearded middle-aged man quickly stopped, scratched his head, and asked cautiously: "Dare to ask Mr. Chu, is there anything else you need to do?"

"I just want to ask you, can the city lord stay in the mansion? I have a land deed and I need his seal to do so." Chu Lan said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, a bearded middle-aged man showed distress on his face: "Well, Mr. Chu, you may not know much about the situation in the royal city. There has been no city lord in the city lord's mansion for half a year."

"How is this possible?" The three of them were surprised at the same time. Barak City, a royal city with a large population and extremely busy, has no city lord. Isn't this too outrageous?
The bearded middle-aged man smiled awkwardly, as if he had anticipated their reaction, and explained: "My lords don't know, a month ago, there was an assassination case in the city, and a dozen assassins who didn't know where they came from actually sneaked into the royal city, and then sneaked into the city. into the palace."

"Huh? According to you, is King Kundera's serious illness related to this assassination?" Ma Hongjun asked.

"No, those assassins couldn't even find His Majesty's bedroom, so they were dealt with by the masters in the palace. However, this assassination case made His Majesty furious, and he immediately killed the city owner because the city's defenses were lax." The bearded middle-aged man smiled wryly.

This approach is also strange. Because the city lord did not do a good job of defense, the assassins entered the palace and ended up losing their heads. Chu Lan was not surprised, but it would be too capricious to not set up a city lord in the future, right?
"My lords, you can also see that the City Lord's Mansion is currently being taken over by the city defense team. When will a new City Lord be appointed, then we have to wait for His Majesty's will." The bearded middle-aged man shook his head.

Chu Lan remained silent. Unexpectedly, this Kundera seemed approachable, but also had a decisive side. She still underestimated him.

"Then tell me, what should I do with my eldest brother's land deed? The palace promised to transfer the land of the tavern that was burnt down yesterday to him." Ma Hongjun yelled aggressively.

The middle-aged man with a beard accompanied his smiling face, and quickly comforted him: "Lord Ma, don't worry, since it is an order issued by the palace, the City Lord's Mansion will not ask any more questions, and we don't need to approve anything, and the land naturally belongs to Master Chu. "

Chu Lan frowned: "So, I can dispose of the future use of this land at will? Your City Lord's Mansion won't ask any more questions?"

"That's right, Master Chu, since you greeted me today, I will also record this matter and inform the city defense team to take care of you."

"Hehe, that's pretty much the same, Beard Beard. It seems that you are a sensible person. It's okay. Don't worry, I'll cover you in the future." Ma Hongjun immediately beamed with joy, stepped forward and patted Beard Beard on the shoulder, and said boldly.

"Thank you, Mr. Ma, I will rely on you from now on." These words really convinced the bearded middle-aged man, his eye circles were red, and he almost shed tears.

Chu Lan shouted in a low voice: "Ma Hongjun, don't talk so much here, go quickly."

The three left the city lord's mansion and went straight to yesterday's tavern, leaving the bearded middle-aged man alone, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve robe.

"Hey, Mr. Ma is really a good person. I really wronged him before."

Chu Lan stood in front of the ruins of the tavern with an ugly expression. The strong adhesion and high-intensity flames of the phoenix flames were not easy after all. They burned a huge building into black dross all over the ground.

Until now, Chu Lan could still smell the strong smell of black ash, and there were still tiny sparks floating in the air.

Now, Chu Lan is really in trouble. If he wants to make good use of this land, he must first remove all the ruins of the tavern, but how easy is it?
Such a large area of ​​wreckage could never be removed without hundreds of strong men cleaning it up for two days and two nights.

The problem is, where can Chu Lan find so many helpers at once, because Chu Lan really has a headache thinking about how much it will cost to hire hundreds of people.

In fact, he couldn't blame him for being stingy. Since he wanted to speed up the establishment of his own power, money was essential, and there were many places where money was needed.

Don't look at the hundreds of thousands of gold and silver soul coins stored in the Xumi ring, but if you really want to spend it, it will definitely be faster than running water.

"Hey, how should this mess end?" Chu Lan sighed deeply.

"Look, it's from the Shrek team. Come and see, that's Chu Lan. I saw him being rescued yesterday and taken to the palace."

"My mother, it really is Chu Lan. If I had known about the fire yesterday, I would have come out with you to watch the fun and see Chu Lan."

Suddenly, someone on the street yelled, and a large number of pedestrians gathered and rushed towards Chu Lan.

"Haha, Big Brother Chu, it seems that you have acquired such a huge fan base in Barak City in a very short period of time." Ma Hongjun crossed his arms and said enviously.

Oscar echoed it: "Hong Jun is right, Big Brother Chu, so many people admire you because of your performance in the Great Soul Arena in Soto City. For you, the future will definitely be a big help."

Chu Lan smiled casually, and didn't take it seriously at first, but when he thought about Oscar's words carefully, he figured out some deeper meanings from them.

"Wait, since I have quite a reputation in the eyes of the residents of Barak City, why don't I take this opportunity and ask them to help me clean up the ruins of the tavern?"

It’s okay for Chu Lan not to think about it. The more she thinks about it, the more she feels that it’s reliable. Anyway, these people are idle anyway. With a little guidance, I invite them to eat and drink afterward, and give them some rewards. It’s not a bad treatment for them.

"Ahem, residents of Barak City, listen everyone, I am the captain of the Shrek team: Chu Lan, I believe some of you should have seen my performance in the Great Soul Arena in Soto City."

"First of all, I am very grateful to everyone for paying such great attention to me. Here, I, Chu Lan, urgently ask everyone to do me a favor!"

Chu Lan picked a high ground, stood on it, looked at the crowd below, and said loudly.

(End of this chapter)