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Chapter 1811 Reward
In fact, Song Shuhang is more interested in what this predecessor said ‘treasures in my warehouse are increasing every moment’. What means is there to keep the treasures in my warehouse growing?
But this means that ordinary people certainly can't learn. And this is the first time I've met this senior, Song Shuhang naturally won't ask the question silly.
He retreated to beg for a second job and volunteered to recruit a cleaner.
At the same time... he thought of a good way to make money.
The janitor, that's a good job.
He knows a lot of bosses.
Perhaps these bosses don't have the same 'treasures in the warehouse increase from time to time' as the previous seniors, but there must be a lot of 'garbage’ to clean up in those bosses' warehouses.
Senior White, Senior White TWO, Northern Emperor, Lord Chu Gang TWO, Fairy Cheng Lin pretending to be dead, and Spotted Dragon Nine Ghost...
The warehouses of these seniors must also need to be cleaned up.
Near-water stadiums are preceded by moons, and the sunflower trees are easy to spring.
He took advantage of his friendship with his predecessors and hired them as cleaners to clean up their warehouses regularly and take away useless garbage.
By cleaning up the garbage for your predecessors, he can earn some money. Go back to Senior White Tow and see if you can sign a cleaning contract with Senior White Tow.
Opportunity, this is a huge opportunity.
There are gold mines everywhere, so long as you have a pair of eyes that can see the opportunity.
The more beautiful Song Shuhang wanted, the stranger the smile appeared on his face.
“No, thank you.” On the side, the teenager smiled: “My warehouse, I'm the only one who can get in. No one but me can step into my warehouse for half a step, which is the principle. ”
This senior-senior-senior-senior-senior-senior-senior-senior-senior-senior-senior-senior-senior-seniority!
“The seniors lack a regular garbage collector? No charge for garbage at home?” Song Shuhang did not give up.
The teenager laughed: "Don't you have to pay to go to the house and collect the garbage now? ”
Song Shuhang: “…”
Seniors are very relevant to the times, it seems that the seniors' contact with the outside world has not been broken.
“Let's get down to business.” Juveniles put down teacups for Song Shu Hangdao: “You and I in the current six-point realm have four gambling opportunities. What do you say we play first? ”
Song Shuhang held the cup of tea with his hand for a minute - well, when the water interface faced the real big man, it was impossible for the faggots to hide it. But this is also good, save him from explaining to his predecessors that he is a water basket Xuansheng, which is currently a six-point situation.
“Before you bet, can I ask you something first?” Song Shuhang asked seriously.
The teenager nodded: "But no problem. ”
“Senior, is there more garbage in the warehouse now?” Song Shuhang asks - does this mean, Senior, will you release water this time?
“Well, there's very little garbage. I packed up a lot of garbage in one breath because Xiaoyu was the last time I made a bet with him. So I don't have any excess trouble with eye garbage at the moment.” The teenager smiled with his eyes closed.
Song Shuhang Lian shook hands: “Forget it, seniors, our gambling appointment will be kept next time. When is there enough garbage in your warehouse to be loaded, how about contacting me to gamble? ”
“No problem." The teenager nodded with a smile.
This senior speaks really well and has a very good personality besides a strong 'territorial consciousness'.
“Then, as a reward, I'll bet you another round.” Juvenile continues.
Song Shuhang: “??? ”
“This round doesn't count for you four times. Kind of a reward for winning the ‘first prize' for Xiaoyu Xiao. If you gamble, you get rid of it. After all, it's a reward.” Juvenile continues.
Song Shuhang: “That means I don't have to pay for gambling, and if I win, you'll reward me? ”
“Yeah, that's it. After all, it's a first prize and can't get cold.” The teenager sipped tea and laughed.
Song Shuhang pondered slightly and asked: "Can I keep this extra opportunity for the next time? ”
“No.” The teenager shook his head.
Song Shuhang sighed with regret: "Then let's play one game. Senior, what are you gambling for? ”
Playing dice? Size or gold? Stone scissors?
“First, let me introduce you to my gambling capital. Because the garbage is pretty much cleaned up, so I'll give you something interesting that I recognize.” The teenager said, reaching back.
Another eyeball, like the 'ruby' cast, floated over, unlike the previous one-eyed diamond, the ruby eyeball, which is a pair of eyeballs.
It floats over and reaches out and puts two boxes in the teenager's hand.
“First, let me introduce you to the first thing. It's called Chef's Heart, and it's an interesting treasure.” The teenager opened the first box with two light groups wrapped around it, black and white. There's a law wrapped around it, and there's a ‘way’ pattern swimming through the light.
“Something about a fairy cook?” Song Shuhang asked curiously.
The teenager nodded slightly: "Yes, it was something that someone lost to me a long time ago. My luck, actually, is good. ”
He reaches out and dots on two light clusters: "The sword has a sword, the caster has an organic spirit, and other professions have something similar, like Druid's Heart. And a truly powerful fairy chef will also master a kind of swordlike power, which is the heart of the cook. ”
Song Shuhang pinched his chin and looked at these two treasures - this is a good thing, his disciple Chu Chu is learning to become a fairy chef.
“The little guy who lost to me, a man with seven different kinds of heart, was the most talented fairy chef I've ever seen. Then he lost, and I pulled two kinds of kitchen hearts out of his body.” Juvenile Way.
Song Shuhang wondered: “Can you pull away something like this? Can the sword be pulled away? ”
The sword is good, the cooking heart is good, it is a kind of Brotherhood's understanding of swords and cooking art. Though sword intent can enhance the lethality of sword repair in a substantial way, it is not really an energy, it is more like a conceptual thing.
“Whether it's the sword or the heart of the kitchen, it can be legalized and substantiated as long as I go into ‘gambling'. In my gambling, there's only winning and losing. If I win, I can pull them out. Of course, it's limited to ‘gambling', otherwise even I don't have the means.” Juvenile replied.
His gambling is not just a hobby.
Song Shuhang: “So, the brother-in-law who took the heart of the cook is forever missing both kinds of heart? ”
“It's up to him.” The young man smiled, “The chef gathered himself, and even if I did, he was short of both. But as long as he works hard, it's not hard to regroup the lost heart. Unless he gives up himself. ”
Song Shuhang asked: “How do you use these two kinds of cooking minds? ”
“How to use it until you win.” The teenager cautioned again: "Ten games and ten losses, I'm just letting my little friend get away with it. My luck, it's strong. ”
“I get it, Senior.” Song Shuhang nodded - that is, he would lose most of the bet.
“And then there's the second treasure.” The teenager opened the second box and revealed a mechanical core: “The piece from the Mozi family, with a grade of nine or more, is a rare treasure. ”
Song Shuhang couldn't help but look at the teenager. Does he know what he lacks?
“I smell the Murmen puppet when I see you. You should need it.” The teenager closed his eyes and laughed: “These two treasures should arouse your desire to ‘win', right? ”
Song Shuhang: “…”
The seniors in the "Jiuzhou No. 1 group" are right. All those who like to smile with their eyes closed are monsters.
Just the heart of the kitchen, this core of nine or more grades is really what he needs, the puppet fairy is missing such a core. Together, he wants to win.
“Actually, I can add a few more things, but after all, you don't have the money to gamble this time, so forget it. Well, let's start gambling.” Juvenile soft voice.
You win, you get the treasure, you lose, you lose nothing.
“What do you want to bet?” Song Shuhang asked.
The teenager's fingers tapped the table gently: "Every time I bet, the way I bet is different. This time, let's bet who cries first. ”
Song Shuhang: “What?? ”