"System, what kind of work has Sun Yao done before?"

"Why is the host asking this?"

Zhang Yang sometimes really thinks that it's not a good thing that the system is too smart, it's good to give the answer directly, why ask so much?

“emmm…… I would like to refer to it. Zhang Yang was embarrassed to say that it was because he really couldn't handle the little chicken, so he asked the mushroom king for help to investigate his past.

"Sun Yao was a small chicken in mahjong in the court before he became a fine man, and was later given a cabinet scholar by the emperor. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yang knelt down, obviously he had such a compelling background, why did he become this virtue.

Although he is a science student, he is also a cabinet scholar and an official in charge of literary works, so it stands to reason that there will be no such behavior of the little chicken today.

"And then?" "Since it's not a congenital problem, it's probably an acquired factor."

"My first job was as a short-term worker at the dock, and I was often excluded because I was always unpopular with everyone because I always spoke in a way. ”

"In view of the last experience, the tutor arranged for Sun Yao to be a shopkeeper in a teahouse, asking him not to speak and observe the way humans communicate. ”

"The third job was mining in the mine, and Sun Yao was able to blend in with the crowd very successfully. ”

The system said several tasks in a row, and the more Zhang Yang listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, and the last job was actually a beggar, and there was no one......

Everyone else is going to a high place, but when they get to the monster, how does it become a low place?

"Okay, I know what's the problem...... The system is really good, under admiration and admiration. "Zhang Yang is also drunk, this can still be called a successful monster, what will it be like if it is unsuccessful?

"The host can refer to the successful cases to provide targeted guidance to the monsters, and wish the host to complete the task as soon as possible. ”

Phew, and success, it's like bringing people into the ditch......

Zhang Yang complained about this unreliable system in his heart, no wonder these monsters are so two, there is really a reason.

After figuring out the whole story, Zhang Yang found the little chicken sitting on the threshold and had a conversation that went deep into Sun Yao's soul.

"Sun Yao, what do you think of my life now?" Zhang Yang sat beside him, looking into the distance, pretending to be literary and artistic.

"I'm stupid to have nothing to do, I don't know what I'm doing, and I don't know why the owner of the teahouse wants to hire you. Xiao Ji glanced at Zhang Yang with disgust, and his eyes seemed to say that he was not as good as his own student.

"Then what if I tell you that I am the owner of this teahouse?" Zhang Yang looked at Sun Yao with a smile, thinking that the best way to crush a person was not to go back, but to stand at a height that he couldn't reach and let him look up.

He didn't think that bullying Sun Yao was bullying the small, after all, if you really count it according to age, this little chicken is hundreds of years older than him.

"How is that possible! You must be kidding me. Sun Yao jumped up violently and looked at Zhang Yang with a smile on his face in disbelief.

"It's true, little chicken, do you remember the cabinet scholar you followed when you first opened your mind?" Zhang Yang saw him like this, and didn't explain much, waving a hoe and digging a pit.

No, it's a good way to lead the little chicken on the right path.

"Remember, what's wrong?" Sun Yao was a little puzzled, not understanding why Zhang Yang wanted to mention something so far ago.

"Have you ever seen him disheveled?"

"This is really not there, even if it is Mu Xiu, he will sort out the description. Sun Yao's memory gradually drifted away, recalling the man who was like an orchid and a bamboo.

"Then have you ever seen him eat loudly?" Zhang Yang asked again in response to the bad habits of the little chicken.

"No, he asked not to make a little noise at the dinner table, and often said that he did not speak when he ate or sleeped. Sun Yao frowned, his eyes kept rolling, comparing the difference between that person and himself in his heart.

"Have you ever seen him walk with his back bent, sit with his legs swayed and shake his feet, and stand crooked?" Zhang Yang propped his head and watched Sun Yao walk step by step towards the pit he had dug, full of pride.

"Impossible, what he has always advertised is to be shaped like the wind, sit like a clock, and stand like a pine. As he spoke, he straightened his back and sat upright on the threshold.

Although the place is a little wrong, at least Zhang Yang can give 99 points for this sitting position, and deducting one point is purely because he is afraid of his pride.

After going around in such a big circle, it was just for this last question, Zhang Yang felt that it was really not easy, such a simple thing had to go around for so long, he really wanted to kick Sun Yao directly into the pit.

"Then do you think it's the cabinet scholars who are powerful, or the people around you when you work?" said so much, just to wait for him here.

"Of course it's the cabinet scholar who is amazing!" Sun Yao didn't think about it, and jumped into the pit dug by Zhang Yang.

"But why don't you study with the Cabinet Bachelor's degree, and learn from the people around you when you work?"

Zhang Yang's last question made Sun Yao fall into deep thought, at first he was also imitating the cabinet scholars, but the teacher at the time said that this was not feasible, but now he wants him to be the way he was, he doesn't know who to listen to.

"Of course, we have to keep pace with the times, you have been observing the teahouse for several days, and you should also know some of the current human way of speaking, as long as you sift through what you have learned, leave the good ones and eliminate the bad ones, so that you can be regarded as a successful survival in this society. ”

Zhang Yang felt that if Xiao Miji did things and spoke completely according to the standards of cabinet scholars, then it would be better to estimate that he would be the one who went crazy, and it would be better to explain it clearly.

"So what is good and what is bad?" Sun Yao looked at him with a confused expression, no teacher had ever taught him this, just let him imitate the humans around him.

"In terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, you can learn from the cabinet scholars, and you can learn from the guests in the teahouse. As for the rest, we need to explore it slowly in the future. Zhang Yang thought for a moment, as if it was indeed impossible to master these in a short period of time.

"Then won't it take a long time for me to start working?" This is Sun Yao's main concern, if he can't work, then won't he go hungry?

Thinking of this, a burst of thunder sounded in the little chicken's newly full stomach, it was not that he was really hungry, it was just a conditioned reflex, and when he thought that he would be hungry, his stomach would sing by itself.

"It won't take long, Mr. Wang wants to adopt you as his son, and he will teach you these things slowly. Zhang Yang laughed evilly in his heart, he only allowed the mushroom king to throw the bag, wouldn't he throw it back?

"Is it a profession to be a son for others?" Hearing Zhang Yang say this, Sun Yao was a little stunned, it was the first time he heard that work could be a son for others.

"The tuition club has already said it, forget it. Zhang Yang nodded affirmatively, it seems that his mission this time will be over soon, and he is really not ordinary happy.

"That'...... Okay, I'll try it as much as I can......" Sun Yao pursed his lips, his brow tied a deep knot.

Maybe it's an easy thing for other yokai, most of them are human beings made of animals, and many of their parents are still alive.

Being a son to others is as natural in their eyes as pooping when eating and peeing when you drink water.

But the little chicken is different from them, he is a mahjong master, where do you come from, let alone get along.

With two fleshy little hands supporting his cheeks, Sun Yao thought about it seriously.

Zhang Yang on the side saw him like this, pinched his fingers, and thought to himself that his task had been completed about halfway, and the next thing to see was how he would change.