"Brother, have you packed up?" Alan asked Su Cheng.

Alan is now carrying a medium-sized backpack, and everything in this backpack is all her luggage.

"Well, it's almost time. Wait for me a little longer."

Su Cheng said while packing his luggage.

In addition to providing food and drinks to his "diners", Falk also gives them a little money every month, which is almost like a salary, except that the money is not much.

Although he doesn't have much money, Su Cheng spends most of his salary every month to buy books about this world. Three years later, he spends so little money on food, clothing, housing and transportation that it is unimaginable, but he spends

The money spent on books was ridiculously high, and there were so many books that they could only be piled on the floor of the room.

Although there are many books, Su Cheng doesn't plan to take them all away, because he has already read all the books he bought so far, and there is no need to read them again, so Su Cheng only plans to take away his set of 20 books.

"Zi Zhi Tong Jian".

Although this golden finger is very useless, after all, it is the only thing he brought to this world (except for the clothes he wore when he came to the other world with him, this set of clothes had long been thrown away because they were worn out), so it is still very memorable.

Meaningful. Therefore, Su Cheng did not want to abandon this set of "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" unless it was absolutely necessary.

Soon, Su Cheng put the set of "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" in his backpack, and also packed clothes and other daily necessities.

"Zi Zhi Tong Jian" filled a backpack, and clothes and other daily necessities filled a handbag.

Just yesterday, Falk summoned all the "clients" and explained to them that the current income can no longer keep up with the expenditure, so 1/3 of the "clients" will be "fired", and then he read out on the spot that he would "fire"

"The list of the 1/3 "clients" who were dropped.

There is Su Cheng here, and there is also Alan.

However, Kyler was not "fired" by Falk and could still stay in Mr. Falk's mansion and eat and drink for free.

Su Cheng and Alan are now packing their luggage and preparing to leave Falk's mansion.

"Alan," Su Cheng said after carrying all his luggage, "go to the gate first. I have something to go to see Mr. Falk now."

"Looking for Mr. Falk?" Alan looked confused, "Brother, why are you looking for Mr. Falk? You're not going to beat him up, are you? Come on, brother. If you have thin arms and legs, you will be punished by Fu.

Mr. Erke beat him to death."

"I'm not going to fight, and I'm not weak enough to be beaten to death by Mr. Falk..." Su Cheng complained helplessly, "I just went to say a few words to Mr. Falk and say goodbye."

"Really..." Alan looked at Su Cheng suspiciously.

"It's true! Go to the gate quickly."

Alan carried her backpack and walked a few steps before looking back: "Really?"

"Really! Don't fight!"

Then Alan took a few more steps and looked back: "Really, really don't hit Mr. Falk in anger just because he was 'fired'."

"I'm not going to fight!!"

After Su Cheng's repeated assurances, Alan walked towards the gate with confidence.

After Alan left, Su Cheng took all his luggage to Falk's room.

On the way to Falk's mansion, Su Cheng met again when he went for a walk with Carol and Alan a few days ago, and met Will and Shanna, a man and a woman who always liked to taunt Su Cheng.

Why do these two people always appear together? Su Cheng complained in his heart.

By the way, Will and Shanna were not fired by Falk.

When Will and Shanna saw Su Cheng carrying large and small luggage, they smiled sarcastically again, and then talked in unabashed voices.

"It seems that a certain person who only knows how to tell stories was fired by Falk."

"Well, after all, he can't do anything except tell stories. Falk must give priority to firing those useless people,"

Although Will and Shanna were mocking him mercilessly, Su Cheng still looked as normal and walked past them quickly, then walked straight towards Falk's room.

Seeing Su Cheng ignoring the two of them, Will and Shanna's expressions instantly darkened.

"Tch, he's such a weirdo, so boring."

"Does he think he can live without Mr. Falk? He is obviously just a person who can only read books and tell stories."

"Hmph, maybe before long, he will run back in embarrassment and beg Mr. Falk to continue to take him in."

Su Cheng soon arrived outside Falk's room.

Su Cheng raised his hand and knocked on the door of the room.

"Who is it?" Falk's deep voice came from the room.

"Mr. Falk, it's me, Su Cheng."

"Cheng... come in."

After getting Falk's permission, Su Cheng opened the door of Falk's room and walked in.

Falk's face now looks much more haggard than before.

It seems that the recent downturn in business has put Falk under a lot of pressure. Su Cheng thought in his heart.

"Cheng, what do you want from me?" Falk asked, then lowered his head, "Are you here to...blame me for driving you away from my place?"

"no."

Su Cheng put the backpack on his back and the bag in his right hand on the ground, then knelt on the ground.

Falk raised his head in confusion and looked at Su Cheng, who was kneeling on the ground, and asked in surprise: "This? Cheng, what are you doing?"

"This is a great gift from my hometown to my parents or benefactors."

The highest etiquette in this world is to kneel down on one knee. There is no such etiquette as kneeling down on both knees or prostrate yourself on the ground.

"Mr. Falk, three years ago when I was only 14 years old, I left my hometown and came to this strange place. To be honest at that time, I had no skills or means to survive at all. I was about to die on the road.

When I was away, it was Mr. Falk who saved me, gave me clothes to wear, and gave me food to eat. Not only that, you also took me to your mansion so that I could live in your mansion and eat your food.

, drink yours, use yours, and all I have to do is tell you stories when you are free."

"Although my job is very simple, I just tell you stories when you need them, but in order to repay your kindness, I still try my best to tell every story well, in order to repay Ful

Mr. Falk, your kindness to me is too great. If I just tell you stories, I may not be able to repay your kindness in my lifetime."

"I promise you, Mr. Falk, that I will definitely come back here to repay Mr. Falk for your great kindness to me!"

Su Cheng, who was kneeling on the ground, kowtowed three times to Falk, who was sitting on a chair.

Looking at Su Cheng kneeling on the ground, Falk murmured: "Come to repay my great kindness... Hahaha."

While Falk stretched out his right thumb and index finger to rub his eyes, he said: "No need, I didn't save you in the first place so that you could repay me one day."

"Go ahead and try to make a career outside. It doesn't matter if you can't make a name for yourself. Being able to live a good life is better than anything else."

Falk paused for a moment, then continued:

"However, since you have left me now, Cheng, do you have any means of making a living?"

After hearing Falk's question, Su Cheng scratched his hair shyly.

"Honestly, no. The only thing I'm good at now is probably telling stories... Ah, another thing that I'm just good at is that my eloquence is pretty good. After all, I've been telling stories to you, Mr. Falk, for so many years.

He should be pretty fluent in story telling and speaking."

"Hahahaha!" Mr. Falk laughed heartily, but his laughter did not contain any derogatory or discriminatory emotions.

"I think so. However, since you said that your eloquence is not bad, then this job may be suitable for you." Falk twirled his beard, "Cheng, I remember you said that you are familiar with military and art of war.

You are relatively familiar with the relevant knowledge, right?"

After hearing Falk's question, Su Cheng was a little curious as to why Falk suddenly asked, but he still answered obediently:

"Yes, when I was still in my hometown, I liked reading books about military and art of war the most. Therefore, I am quite confident in my knowledge of military and art of war."

"Then, Cheng, go to the imperial capital Pendragon."

"To Pendragon? Why?"

"His Majesty Gozevin's granddaughter Ilsa has reached the age of studying and learning. His Majesty is now looking for knowledgeable teachers to teach his granddaughter. In addition to looking for history teachers, mathematics teachers, astronomy teachers and other teachers, His Majesty the Emperor

He also wants to find someone who is proficient in military affairs and the art of war to be his granddaughter’s teacher and teach her the art of war and other military knowledge.” Falk smiled and said, “Don’t you think you can give it a try?”

...

"Huh? Carol, why are you here too, and you're carrying big and small bags?"

After Su Cheng said goodbye to Mr. Falk, he came to the gate of the mansion and was about to look for Alan, but he found Carol standing next to Alan, and she was also carrying big and small bags.

Dressed as if going on a trip.

"Does this need to be said?" Kailuo rolled his eyes at Su Cheng, "Of course I'm going with Alan and you."

"You want to go with us?" Su Cheng's eyes widened, "Stop making trouble, you have not been fired by Mr. Falk, there is no need to go with us, it is very dangerous to go with us, maybe you will

Starved to death on the roadside."

"Alan and you left. It would be boring for me to stay here alone in Falk. I might as well go with Alan and you. And you said you would starve to death?"

Carol chuckled.
To be continued...