Chapter Seventy-Nine: Mung Bean Soup

On the first day of summer, before Mo Keke prepared his equipment and went out, he received an email from Cheng Shijia, and he didn't have time to take a closer look. The system then prompted her that there was a new friend message.

As soon as I opened it, it was still Cheng Shijia. However, it is not a trivial matter, but a list of accounts, which clearly records the resource collection of the Ji'an Mountains and the various expenses of labor.

It's just that there are too many bills, and Mo Keke doesn't bother to look at them one by one, so he swiped directly to the bottom of the chat window.

Cheng Shijia: "The above is the spring mining list in the Ji'an Mountains, the relevant materials have been mailed to you, pay attention to checking, if you have any objections to the list, or if there is anything unclear, don't be embarrassed, just look for Bai Qingwan." Left and right, the final statistical work is done by her, let her tell you, make sure you can explain clearly. ”

Cheng Shijia: "By the way, the summer mining in the Ji'an Mountains has also started, if you have time, you can come and watch." ”

Looking at the above two messages, Mo Keke suddenly spit on himself a little in his heart, and said: Look at the people, sort out the list, go out of the laborers, look at the people, they are still contributing to the team on a rainy day, look at you, Mo Keke, I think about my own acre and three points of land all day long, and I don't have any collective spirit at all.

When I opened the email again, I saw that the attachment listed a dense list of various resources, the most of which was iron ore, among which there were many rough gems of various colors, and all kinds of fresh vegetables, which were simply countless. Of course, the least is the green ointment and snake meat.

After all, it is not difficult to understand that the rainstorm weather is naturally completely unaffected in the mine. If you collect, you can hold an umbrella with one hand and operate it with the other, but it's really not very convenient to fight monsters, so it's normal to have less snake meat and ointment.

It's just that in the face of these materials that suddenly arrived, Mo Keke was really a little proud. For a while, while sorting out the materials, she silently said to herself: "What kind of effort do I have to work on, what kind of danger do I explore, and what new wealth do I discover?" In the future, relying on the cooperation with these two gods, I will set up a stall in the market every day, and I will be able to worry about it for the rest of my life. ”

Saying that, Mo Keke was hehe Yile again, and said narcissistically: "Mo Keke, why do you say you are so good and smart." ”

But to say that Mo Keke floated, it was only for a moment, and soon, Mo Keke calmed down after sorting out the huge amount of supplies. Thinking about it seriously, I still feel that although I have a bright future at present, I still have to work hard to create value for the team at all times to avoid being abandoned by the team.

At the moment, she also secretly made up her mind: No, I have to change, I want to have a sense of teamwork, and I want to contribute to the team.

Then, Mo Keke also silently took out the newly made mung bean soup in the warehouse, and quickly replied: "Okay, I'll be there soon." ”

Should I say it or not, after a whole month, the sky finally cleared. For a while, Mo Keke was really a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, it was the first day of summer, the sun was not poisonous, and the weather was not too hot.

Soon, Mo Coco arrived in Pig Village.

And Cheng Shijia had already arrived at the entrance and exit points of Pig Village in advance to pick up Mo Keke. As soon as the two met, Mo Keke opened his eyes and smiled: "Why is the great god so free, come to pick me up?" ”

Hearing this, the corners of Cheng Shijia's mouth couldn't stop rising, and said, "That's right." ”

However, just when Mo Keke was still thinking, how to come up with mung bean soup and how to show the efficacy of mung bean soup? Cheng Shijia took Mo Keke to the snack street, and said with great interest: "By the way, after this game enters the summer, eighty percent will be very hot, you look at these pig people, they originally sold umbrellas, clothes and rain gear, but now, they are all selling mung bean soup, ice cream and cold drinks..."

After that, Cheng Shijia said something again, and Mo Keke didn't pay attention to it anymore. Of course, it's not that she doesn't want to pay attention, but that the blow came too suddenly. Ren never thought that when she finally decided to contribute to the team, she would be cut off by the pig man like this.

Seeing that Mo Keke didn't reply for a long time, he just stood in place in a daze, staring at the mung bean soup on the pigman's stall. Cheng Shijia didn't know what to do, so he could only subconsciously pay for it, bought this cup of mung bean soup, handed it to Mo Keke, and said softly: "Want to drink?" ”

At this time, Mo Keke, who reacted, really wanted to find a piece of tofu to die, what was the god thinking, he was so old, would he still crave a cup of mung bean soup? Will it? Besides, can the pig man's work be more fragrant than his own?

Of course, thinking about it, no matter how bad it is, Mo Keke also knows that Cheng Shijia has good intentions, so he can't be so disrespectful, how uneducated.

So, I saw that Mo Keke's face was slightly red, and he whispered "thank you" to Cheng Shijia, and took a small sip of mung bean soup.

Cheng Shijia didn't know what Mo Keke was thinking, but he just thought to himself: What a little girl, I'm embarrassed to say if I want to taste fresh mung bean soup, but also, I've been in the game for so long, and the little girl probably hasn't eaten anything smooth. Looking really thin, it's better to eat more and make up for it.

Fortunately, Mo Keke didn't know what Cheng Shijia was thinking at this time, otherwise, he would probably be speechless, and then couldn't help but open his head and let her see what was going on in this ghost man's mind.

However, after Mo Keke tasted a few bites of mung bean soup, he also felt that the taste was indeed not as good as his own. How to say it, compared with the cup in front of you, although the sweetness of both sides is about the same, but your own mung beans produce more sand, which looks thicker and has a denser taste.

Of course, this is Mo Coco's personal taste and opinion, but in any case, these two mung bean soups can be regarded as having their own merits.

But since each has its own merits, Mo Keke also has new ideas in his heart. I used to want to set up a stall in the market, but in that kind of mixed place, it was more or less unsafe. But the Ji'an Mountains in front of him are different, except for their own people, they are orcs. And the orcs are simple-minded, and they are 100% not going to think of those ideas of making money and killing people.

So, Mo Keke didn't think much about it, so she decided that she should set up a stall in Pig Village and try it, so she sold some mung bean soup first. I don't want labor money, mainly, I want to take the opportunity to see the taste of the orcs, of course, if I can make some extra money, it would be better.

After all, who doesn't like to have a lot of money? Besides, four cups of mung bean soup in 2 minutes, the production is fast enough, it is simply a stall artifact.

Having made up his mind, Mo Keke took the opportunity to gather next to the pigman's stall and looked around. Seeing this, Cheng Shijia thought that Mo Keke didn't taste good, and wanted to change the taste, so with a wave of his hand, he ordered every flavor on the stall.

Suddenly, Mo Keke only felt that today's great god was a little weird. But after ordering everything, it didn't cost a hundred gold coins in total, and Mo Coco couldn't let Cheng Shijia retreat anymore, so he simply tasted every taste, just as he was accumulating experience for his own stall.

It's just that Mo Coco, who was drinking various drinks, suddenly thought, at the beginning, didn't he plan to contribute to the team?