The task of passing the food seems to have a lot of money, but the money earned there is obviously not enough to reach the second layer, Ding Zhu took Zhenbai around the second layer twice, and found that there are not many opportunities to work on the second floor to earn money, but the salary that can be earned by each type of work is much more than that of the first layer.

As a result, Ding Zhu and Zhenbai immediately abandoned the boss of the first layer and threw themselves into the ocean of making money on the second floor.

Because it is a food city, the opportunities to make money on the second floor are basically related to physical objects, such as the noodles in the steamed bun shop, the knife work in the braised meat shop, the dishwashing in the dessert shop, and what to pick up vegetables, clean up the table, etc.

Ding Candle and Zhenbai Xuan hesitated for a moment, and finally both chose the knife worker, first, this money is really the highest, as long as it is a successful help for twenty minutes, you can get a thousand big money, but it is much more than five hundred big money at most others, but it sounds a little dangerous.

Looking at the shredded potatoes in the back kitchen, Ding Zhu was a little worried, she said: "I don't know how to cook, let alone this knife worker, I think I may be poor." ”

Mashiro didn't care, she said, "Don't you know how to use a sword?" That should be about the same as a knife. ”

"That's for killing."

"Killing people is the same as killing pigs, it's all about cutting meat anyway."

"You said it so hot, do you think it's that simple?"

"If they were relieved, I could come." Zhenbai waved his little paws, and there was a little smugness in Ding Candle's unbelievable gaze: "What kind of eyes are you!" I'm telling you, as long as I stretch out my claws, I can catch them in the same place! ”

"Then you're good to go." Anyway, this is a machine spirit task, and the test is also a machine spirit, Ding Zhu felt that since Zhenbai said it was so hot, it would be better to let her try it, and Zhenbai didn't think it was a pit, so he was very happy and agreed.

But three minutes later, Ding Candle's howl came out.

Copy, another small copy.

A huge square venue, there seems to be a circular stage on the top of the venue, and on the top of the stage set up two huge turntables, a person dressed as a person stands at the front of the stage and says happily to all the diners below: "It's time for our special show again!" Today's show is brought to you by two newcomers, who will compete me against the masters in our store! ”

Saying that, the host had already clapped his hands, and then the two discs with their backs to the entire audience were directly turned around, and there were two people tied to the top of the disc, one of which was Ding Candle!

There are four ropes on the top of the disc, and these four ropes can separate and tie the hands and feet of the Ding Candle to form a large font, and now the Ding Candle is being tied directly to the top of the disc.

And the person standing opposite Ding Candle was none other than the shy and innocent just now, and now this fat cat was actually dressed up like a western cowboy, wearing a funny little hat on his head, wearing a cowboy's unique costume, a small triangular scarf around his neck, and a bag with a knife hanging around her waist.

It's just that the shape of this bag is chic, leather, a large row, with small holes on it, and a lot of knife handles are neatly placed inside, and the size is just right for Zhenbai, but at first glance, this bag is definitely not a kitchen knife, but a flying knife.

If you don't know what it is at this time, then Ding Candle is definitely a mallet.

"I'm obviously here to work as a knife worker, how can I be like this!" Zhenbai looked at the fact that even his mouth made people block the Ding candle that was tightly tied to the turntable, and the cat's face was confused.

But the host didn't know where to get out: "This is knife work!" ”

"I won't." Mashiro is almost crying, she's just a cat now, do you want a cat to do this kind of knife throwing? It's not a dilemma, it's a dilemma.

As Mashiro said that he wouldn't, the diners below also let out bursts of cheers, as if this was a rather interesting thing, and it was not difficult to see from their eager expressions that they seemed to like the scene that they would not bring even more.

What kind of pit is this?

Compared to Ding Candle's struggle and Mashiro's bewilderment, the other person on the disc and his teammates seemed unusually calm, and they even turned their heads to look at Ding Candle and Mashiro when they were confused, and one of the people who threw the knife showed a sinister smile on his lips.

"Alright, various, we can start betting now!" The host seemed to be flying around the stage all the time, and her smile and her voice stirred up cheers from the diners in the audience.

"Ten big money bet on the old man to win!"

"Are you willing to give up ten dollars? I'm out fifty! ”

"I remember the last time that newcomer was blown into a bloody hole, it was really exciting! I bet on the old man to win, a hundred big bucks! ”

"It's been a long time since a newcomer has come here to play this show, and I'm so lucky today!"

……

After the initial shock, Ding Zhu finally calmed down, and she began to think calmly about the current situation and the environment she was in.

Unlike the first layer of simple part-time jobs that are part-time jobs and earning money is making money, the first part-time job they chose in the second layer is a big pit, because they only chose it once, Ding Zhu doesn't know if other part-time jobs are the same as this shop, but it is certain that this copy must be the one with the highest rate of return.

It's just that I haven't calculated it for thousands of calculations, but the so-called knife work is like this.

If she had known that the so-called knife work was to throw flying knives, she would definitely be in charge, you must know that this thing also belongs to the shooting category to put it bluntly, which is her strength, but if it is replaced by real white, it is difficult to say.

At the time of the host's nonsense, the atmosphere of betting in the venue had reached its climax, and Ding Zhu didn't know how many diners were sitting in this copy, but the betting money brought by these diners was very, very considerable.

Directly behind the stage there is something like a large LED screen, where the odds and prize pool are displayed as diners place bets.

Now the odds of betting on the elderly are 1:1.2, but their odds are as high as 1:200.

It can be seen that in the minds of all diners, they will never win!

"Has anyone else bet?" When the odds on Ding Candle's side finally rose to 1:260, it basically stopped, and the host was still shouting desperately.

"Can I bet?"