Boss’s Death Guide

“Alec, you...” The red-haired man's brother looked at his brother shocked. Is the man in front of him really his lawless brother?

My brother, who promised to go out and make a run for himself, had a career and then went home, is now... serving plates? What the hell happened to him?

The Marquis' heirs were all a little silly, and the Prince, who had always had a good relationship with him, was equally surprised.

The talent of the red-haired man outside is not extraordinary, but in their country he is also a proud son of heaven, and as a result... they came to the Holy City to compete, and when they arrived in the Holy City, they found a supposedly very good hotel to eat, and they saw him on a plate?

He's out there. What's wrong with him?

The red-haired man was stiff for a while, then nodded unchanged at his brother and the prince, and then went into the box with a plate. He put several dishes and two ice creams in a glass bowl in front of Lancelot and Qi Jingchen and said with a smile: "Lord Son, Lord Lancelot, this is a new dish that we've worked out and welcome to try. ”

After doing all this, he went outside and helped Qi Jingchen to bring the box door. Then he looked at his brother and saw his brother's expression, which was even more shocking.

This is normal, after all Lancelot and Qi Jingchen are really famous now.

“Your Highness, brother, where are you?” The red-haired man asked with the same uncaring expression he used to have.

“Over there.” The red-haired man's big brother pointed to the hall not far away and asked eagerly: "Is it the Son and Lord Qi Jingchen in there?” They thought about visiting the Son and brushing their faces in front of the Son, and didn't expect to meet them here.

Well, his brother serves a son. Doesn't that seem particularly bad?

“Of course it is.” The red-haired man said, and instead of waiting for his brother to ask him why he was here, he hastily said: “I am working for Lord Qi Jingchen now. ”

Is that so? The two men across the street are very curious.

“This tavern is owned by Lord Qi Jingchen. I usually take care of this tavern. This time Lord Qi Jingchen and the Son came together to take care of it again.” Red-haired man: “Your Highness, brother, if you come to the Holy City, I should also do my duty to the landlord. I will give you a free order for what you drink this time. ”

The red-haired man's brother and His Royal Highness heard the red-haired man say that, he didn't think red-haired men were bad, even thought red-haired men were very good: “Really? That would be great. ”

“Alex, you're awesome! ”

“Could you introduce us to Lord Qi Jingchen? ”

……

“Lord Qi Jingchen doesn't see many people, I'm afraid not.” The red-haired man's way, then at this time, suddenly discovered that not only his brother and prince, but also eight other people, came to the Dawn Club to eat, just ten...

Even if everyone drinks the worst wine, they need ten four-star magic crystals... the red-haired man drips blood in his heart, but walks up with a smile, then... keep bragging!

He must not let anyone know that he had fallen into another world for two years, hungry and working, before he was indeed serving plates.

After blowing himself away, promising a waiver and delivering more, the red-haired man rushed to the kitchen: "Rotts, dear Rotts! My brother, they're here! Let me see what they ordered! ”

Fortunately, those people didn't order anything expensive, even the cheapest.

The red-haired man took a sigh of relief and stubbornly pulled ten four-star magic crystals out of his pocket to Rotts: “I paid their bills! ”

“You don't have to pay, I'll treat you this time.” Qi Jingchen came in from outside and saw the red-haired man tangled up, laughing now.

The red-haired man smiled, “Lord Qi Jingchen, you are such a good man! ”

Qi Jingchen didn't think he had done anything good, just said to the people in the kitchen: “Is there any more cake? Give me some, and some halogenated eggs, all the most common. ”

“Lord Qi Jingchen, please wait.” The humans, then quickly filled Qi Jingchen with some halogenated eggs and cake.

Qi Jingchen saw that there was ice cream next to him and said: "Send some to Alex's brother. This tastes good. ”

The smile on the red-haired man's face was even brighter. He immediately helped to load the ice cream. He put the ice cream of all colors in a beautiful glass bowl. He was about to take it outside and take two steps before he grabbed a servant who had come before Qi Jingchen to replace his men: "Here, you carry it, I'll take you there. ”

The servant answered and followed the red-haired man outside.

“What do you want so many halogenated eggs and cakes for?” Nie Yi looked inexplicably at Qi Jingchen.

“Check out Little Norman on the West Side.” Qi Jingchen Tao, the child without a tongue, a while ago, Old Norman helped him remove two of the three nuclei and gave him a name.

In China, it is common for late generations to avoid the names of elders, but in Yale the opposite is true. People here often have the same names as elders, although they may just fall in the middle.

So little Norman showed up. He actually had a long name, but it was too troublesome to scream. Even Old Norman called him Little Norman. That's exactly what Qi Jingchen called him.

The West Side is now about to become the cleanest place in Al-Quds City. After all, there are virtually no carriages passing through here, and the runaway children have changed dramatically.

Sometimes servants need to know more about etiquette than noblemen, and naturally they teach children about it, and over time, almost all of them learn a lot about etiquette.

These rituals are for servants, and if you put them on the planet, you might think it's inappropriate to learn from them, but here, everyone thinks it's their good fortune for them to learn them.

In Yale, it is impossible for these children, as ordinary people, to change their class, and since they never have the opportunity to become nobles, it is not inappropriate to learn these natures.

“Lord Qi Jingchen!” A 13-4-year-old boy saw Qi Jingchen and stood up and cried out: “Where is the adult going? Do you want me to lead the way? ”

“No.” Qi Jingchen laughed and went to church.

Abolishing the two nuclei hurt little Norman a lot. He was pale and gave a very sick feeling. Fortunately, there were no other after-effects.

Old Norman, after all, is a magical mentor in the Light Department, and he's very good at it.

Qi Jingchen accompanied the child for a moment, checked his nucleus and gave him a piece of cake to eat.

At this point, Little Norman wrote a line on a big slap book for him: "Lord Qi Jingchen, can I go out and play? ”

“Where do you want to go?” Qi Jingchen asked.

“I want to go to school.” Little Norman writes, his eyes are full of cravings.

“I'll take you there.” Qi Jingchen took his hand to the school.

When the school was first built for the West Side, Qi Jingchen was quite large, but it is still full of people, almost every classroom is full of people, many of whom come to watch.

These visitors are big and small, but they are very quiet, and if someone disturbs the order of the classroom, they are thrown out by others.

Qi Jingchen remembered to go to school when he was a kid. Every class had naughty students who didn't like to listen to classes, but they didn't. On the one hand, because in this atmosphere, everyone couldn't help but start listening. On the other hand, because learning here is not compulsory education. There are really children who don't listen. Teachers can drive him away. Of course, this requires Qi Jingchen's consent.

Several children who do not want to go to school have seen Qi Jingchen before. Some have learned for many days. They cannot even write the simplest words. Some have intellectual problems. Others are born with little control over their behavior. Others have been used to thieves before. After school, they actually steal the teacher's things.

When Qi Jingchen passed, the school happened to be closed. Knowing that little Norman had several friends here, he gave him some cake and let go of his hand to let him play.

After doing so, Qi Jingchen wandered around on his own, but didn't want to do so. Suddenly, he saw a high-ranking soldier from Tall Horse Mixed in the school.

What this school teaches is the simplest knowledge, there will be some children from ordinary families in the North Side to listen to, but the warriors and magicians will never appear here. How could this person come? With this in mind, Qi Jingchen's spiritual strength immediately swept away.

After the soldier discovered something and looked at Qi Jingchen and made sure that Qi Jingchen had no malice, he continued to speak to a 14-5-year-old teenager in a language with a strong accent: “Can I make a copy of this multiplication form? And why is that? ”

The teenager was one of those who had been picked out by Yuehui to teach Arabic numerals. He would be a student in language classes and a teacher in mathematics classes. At this point, he was being dragged by a student who had just emerged in the last few days to ask questions.

The soldier did not wear a badge, and the teenager did not know he was a soldier, but he was serious about telling him what a multiplication was, and then gave him a copy of the book he had in his hand and asked him to copy the multiplication table above.

The warrior cautiously grabbed the teenager's book and came to a table and pulled out the parchment paper and started copying it.

“Parchment paper is too expensive, you can learn later without parchment paper and buy some regular paper or notebooks.” Juveniles see beside each other and give advice to each other.

“Is that what you use? What's the price?” The warrior asked.

“A bronze coin can buy a large piece of paper.” The teenager laughed: “I can use a piece of paper for days! ”

The warrior showed some surprise on his face and nodded: "Thank you for letting us know. ”

The next lesson was not math, and the teenager was sitting next to this soldier, and he took out a newspaper and looked at it.

He's a math teacher, he gets some money every month, and he gets paid to buy newspapers.

The Bright Daily News was cheap, but there were many more difficult words on it, and he didn't buy it, but chose the Morning News. Many of them work in the morning newspaper in the West Side. This is also a newspaper made by Lord Qi Jingchen. Of course, he needs strong support!

“What is this?” The warrior said again.

“You really don't know anything! This is the Morning News, and it has a lot of content, but unfortunately I can't read it.” This juvenile way.

The warrior had copied the manipulation, and he returned the book to the teenager and said, “I know how to read, I can read it to you. ”

So, the soldier eats every meal and reads out the contents of the newspaper in an accented language.

The young man listened very carefully, but the more he thought about it, the more surprised he was, because the front page of the newspaper was about something related to the upcoming competition, and he came to participate in the competition, but he didn't know much about it.

“What is this thing? Someone copied it from the god of light?” After reading the article, the warrior couldn't help but ask.

“It's a newspaper, it's sold every morning. Five copper coins.” Juvenile Way.

“With so many words, only five copper coins?” The warrior was shocked again.

“Yeah, what's up?” The teenager inexplicably asked and then remembered something: “By the way, this is not a copy, these words are printed. ”

“Printing? ”

“It's time for class! I have to concentrate on the class, I won't tell you, and if you don't learn to read, go outside and give up your seat. My newspaper can lend it to you.” Juvenile Way.

The warrior was literate, he didn't really intend to learn to read, he took the newspaper, he came outside, and he saw the magician, who had been watching himself with mental strength, not far away.

“Hello.” The soldier turned to Qi Jingchen. In terms of mental strength, Qi Jingchen was much better than him, so he was very respectful.

“Hello,” said Qi Jingchen. “You're not from Holy City, are you? ”

“Yes, I'm from Red Leaf Country.” That warrior's way.

Red Leaf Country? The name of this country Jingchen is a little impressive. Isn't that the country that only one person came to participate in the competition?

“Are you a warrior from the Red Leaf Nation?” Qi Jingchen asked.

“You know what?” The man looked at Qi Jingchen with surprise.

“I know, my name is Qi Jingchen.” Qi Jingchen laughed.

“You are the owner of the artifact...” This man looked at Qi Jingchen with amazement, then bent over to salute him: “Hello Lord Qi Jingchen, I am the eight-star warrior mangrove of the Red Leaf Country. ”

“You're here to compete. How could you live here?” Qi Jingchen inexplicably asked, "How did this man get here when the light god taught a grand fortune, countless rooms, arranged accommodation for all those who came to the Holy City to compete, or was it free?"

“Things there are too expensive.” Mangrove Road. Their red-leaf country is a small, no longer small country that occupies a very marginal land because it is too marginal for anyone to invade them.

Their place is so barren that they naturally cannot provide for magicians or warriors. Although some people will come to their country to test their talents, because their country is so barren, all those who have tested their talents will basically leave the Red Leaf Country.

As a result, the Red Leaf Nation has always been made up of a group of ordinary people.

Mangrove lived in this country as a child, never thought he could be a warrior or a magician at first, but he also detected a warrior's talent, which was very good.

Others who detected such a gift would choose to leave the Red Leaf Country and never come back, or even take his family away, but he did not. Although he followed a teacher out of the Red Leaf Country for several years, after his achievements, he returned to the Red Leaf Country and began to work for the Red Leaf Country.

He has been a mercenary for years, making money and trying to improve the situation in the Red Leaf Country. After hearing that there was a competition in Al-Quds Al-Sharif and that the prize was very rich, he came here with the intention of letting people know his country and redeeming the prize for money to participate in the competition.

Everything in Al-Quds Al-Sharif was very fresh to him and he was curious about it, but soon discovered that the price of Al-Quds Al-Sharif seemed too high...

He was accommodated, where he lived free of charge, but where food was provided, it was basically made of low-level warcraft or low-level demons, at a great price.

He could not adapt to a life of eating a meal with a few gold coins, intending to buy food around him, and found that the food around him was more expensive!

Ten gold coins for a tiny bottle of wine that doesn't even carry any energy, and the price of Al-Quds is crazy!

He took a lap and went to ask people where the cheapest place to eat and stay was.

The cheapest place to eat and stay is West Side, of course! Someone recommended him to the West End, and then he came here. He spent a little money renting a bachelor apartment and then took the money to dine in the recently opened dining room in the West End.

The cafeteria actually feeds the staff of the printing press, so things are cheap and beautiful, 10 copper coins can be filled, 20 copper coins can be eaten well, the mangrove feels extremely satisfied, he was fine afterwards, and simply came to the school to listen to the lessons.

He found it interesting to teach children how to read children's songs, and he wrote down some of the things he was going to take home, of course, his favorite being math classes.

The Red Leaf Nation is too poor, no one understands mathematics, the vast majority of people don't even know how to count. Others come to their country to shop, they can only blind their faces.

Mangrove used to want to teach people in his country how to count, but it wasn't easy, even he counted himself very slowly, but the numbers taught here in schools can make people quickly calculate the results!

The mangroves came to study before the race even started.