As soon as Xia Xiaoyao and Jiuwei arrived at school, they were pulled into the car by Chen Mo, and then went down the mountain with one foot on the accelerator.

"Chen Mo, I haven't explained Liu Fei, Guan Bei, and Zhang Yu's homework this morning!"

Xia Xiaoyao, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked at Chen Mo unhappily.

"I'll explain it for you, the broken copper and iron in the Tibetan Arsenal haven't been wiped for a long time, and I asked these three chimney digging professionals to wipe their weapons, hahaha..."

Chen Mo smiled proudly.

"You... You are the children of the wrong people, they are the inner disciples of our school, and they will rely on them to get a good score in the high school entrance examination next year, and give our school president a long face, you even let them wipe their weapons. ”

Xia Xiaoyao didn't dare to compliment Chen Mo's discipline.

"It's okay, they can't learn anything anyway, and when they are about to take the exam, I'll spend some money to bribe the invigilator and buy them a good grade, hahaha, how about it, isn't it very convenient."

Chen Mo said with a smile.

"You... You are cheating, how can there be such a principal, I can't imagine what our school will be led into by you bastard in the future. ”

After Xia Xiaoyao listened to Chen Mo's words, she only felt that her chest was stuffy, and the future of Guangliang No. 2 Middle School was gloomy.

The Nine-Tails was not interested in the conversation between Chen Mo and Xia Xiaoyao at all, it was forming a fluffy ball, lying comfortably in Xia Xiaoyao's arms and sleeping soundly.

Laughing with Xia Xiaoyao all the way, he came to Guangliang City at about 8 o'clock, and Chen Mo parked the car directly in front of a printing shop.

"What is this?"

Xia Xiaoyao looked at Chen Mo with some puzzlement.

"Of course, it's a small advertisement, recruiting a chef, and the whole school is waiting for the chef to cook and eat."

Chen Mo turned off the car and smiled at Xia Xiaoyao.

"Okay~!"

Xia Xiaoyao nodded speechlessly and got out of the car with Chen Mo.

According to Chen Mo's request, the owner of the printing shop happily printed 200 small advertisements for Chen Mo, the content of which was naturally unconventional, and the fine traditions of the Yang World must be brought into play.

Chef Recruitment:

The canteen of Guangliang No. 2 Middle School, due to personnel transfer, recruited a chef.

Salary: 2,000 yuan per month + commission + full attendance.

Work address: Guangliang No. 2 Middle School Imperial Dining Room.

Requirements: Be able to cook basic home-cooked dishes and stir-fry more than five dishes, with no age limit and no gender limit.

Contact ghost: Chen Mo

Contact: ******

After printing the small advertisement, Chen Mo looked at it, and he was very satisfied.

Xia Xiaoyao couldn't help frowning, it seems that chefs in the prefecture don't have the habit of posting small advertisements, and on the streets of the prefecture, this kind of small advertisement is not seen.

But Chen Mo just wants to stand out, so that he can show his difference.

Walking out of the printing shop, Chen Mo posted a piece on the printing door without saying a word, and then drove away.

The owner of the printing shop walked out of the door and scolded Chen Mo with jealousy and hatred all morning, and the small advertisement was naturally torn off angrily.

Of course, this morning's greeting to the eighteenth generation of Chen Mo's ancestors is not only the owner of the printing shop, but also the owner of the barber shop, the owner of the foot massage shop, the small restaurant...

Chen Mo exerted the pervasive spirit of professional advertisers, and even the buttocks of some luxury cars were pasted twice, which was really eye-catching.

The streets and alleys were naturally not spared, and the two most prosperous streets in Guangliang were posted everywhere by small advertisements for a chef's recruitment in just half a morning.

After the small advertisement was posted, Chen Mo drove straight to the Formation Division Association.

It was about 10 o'clock in the morning when I walked into the Formation Division Association, just when there were many ghosts, there were still many ghosts who came to the Formation Division Association for physical examination every day, after all, once they passed, it meant an infinitely glorious future.

Although the queue is very long, all the ghosts who came for the physical examination have not been able to measure the spiritual power, and Chen Mo is pain in the face of this, these guys are too idle, so they add to their own blockage.

Chen Mo hugged the nine tails, Xia Xiaoyao followed behind him, and waited in line for half an hour before it was Chen Mo's turn to have a physical examination.

"Number 206!"

The spiritual power tester beckoned to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo glanced at the number in his hand, walked straight to the tester, and reached out to take the helmet.

There is a vertical size cylinder beside the spiritual power tester, which is finely marked with a clear scale, and the highest level of mental power is 100 points, generally more than 0 points are considered passing, and negative numbers are failing.

"After putting on the helmet, you meditate in your brain, use your consciousness to light up the pillar around me, and meditate hard."

The tester pointed to the gray pillar on the spiritual power test ruler.

"En~!"

Chen Mo didn't say a word, his eyes stared straight at the pillar in front of him, and he kept meditating with his mind in his mind.

Ten seconds passed, and the pillar was still extremely gray, which made Chen Mo a little frustrated, just when Chen Mo was about to take off his helmet.

Swish!

The test ruler suddenly turned green, and the dazzling light made the eyes of the ghosts present a little unable to open, and the tester was stunned in surprise.

"100 points! Oh, my God! It turned out to be 100 points of spiritual power! ”

The tester almost jumped up happily, staring at the test ruler in a daze.

"Chen Mo quickly retreat, your spiritual power has been used too hard, that ruler is about to explode!"

The nine tails, who were crawling in Xia Xiaoyao's arms, shouted at Chen Mo from afar.

Hearing the reminder of the Nine Tails, Chen Mo hurriedly took a few steps back.

"Bang~!"

With a muffled sound, the tester was blown up in pitch black and his hair curled.

"Ahh It hurts, I'm not doing this job, I'm going home to my mother... Woo..."

Where had the tester seen this formation, and in the surprised eyes of the ghosts, he howled in pain and cried in pain.

Of course, after the tester paid a heavy price, Chen Mo, as an excellent qualified person, was officially accepted by the Formation Master Association, and issued Chen Mo with a formation master primer, as long as he learned the content of the manual, he could take the exam, and if he passed the exam, he would be a real formation teacher.

This result was gratifying, Xia Xiaoyao and Nine-Tails were extremely happy, cheering to go to a big meal, and said that they were in for a treat.

Chen Mo is not ambiguous, this matter is indeed worth celebrating, and it is okay to have a good meal.

However, just when Chen Mo, Xia Xiaoyao, and Jiuwei were happily enjoying the food, a girl from a Xiyi restaurant slashed the kitchen knife on the board, and roared with the head chef that she was gone, although she was a Xiyi ghost, but she didn't come to the Eastern Continent to be bullied, she was fed up with the days of being a handyman...

The head chef and her master were furious, yelling at her to fuck off, and idiots who couldn't even cook a steak were in a position to argue with them.

The girl was fired like this, and the rest of her salary was not paid, and the ghosts in the whole kitchen laughed at her for being stupid, and laughed at her for not being the material for cooking.

The girl walked on the bustling street of Guangliang, carrying a big schoolbag, her mood was extremely heavy and uncomfortable, is she really not suitable to be a chef? Do you really have no talent?

The dejected girl didn't know where her path was, but she didn't regret doing it, she was really tired of that place.

"It's really annoying, recruit chefs, recruit chefs, what small advertisements are pasted indiscriminately, look at the butt of my car, Lao Tzu, this is a 400,000 luxury car, post a small advertisement to kill the whole family, die the whole family..."

A middle-aged man with a fat head, big ears, a round belly and thick legs, carefully tore the small advertisement posted on the back of his car, and scolded at the same time.

"Wait a minute, don't tear~!"

The girl from Xiyi spoke half-baked Oriental and ran forward to stop her.

"What? Who are you Tema? Lao Tzu tore up the small advertisement on his car, do you care? ”

The middle-aged man stared at the girl as if I was an uncle.