Chapter 47 The Probationary Period of Flower Slaves

"He doesn't know what to make in the room, let me bring you afternoon tea!" Qi Yanwu said with a smile.

"Well, thank you!" Jimo Qinglian apologized politely.

"You're welcome, from today onwards, I'm your trial flower slave!" Qi Yanwu chuckled, I really couldn't imagine that one day, he would actually become a flower slave of a human family? "At the end of the three-month probationary period, I also ask Miss Qinglian to give me a qualification, for my three meals a day."

Jimo Qinglian not only laughed, this robber is still quite funny, but I don't know what Da Niu did to him, and he actually made him willing to be a flower slave?

"Don't listen to!" Jimo Qinglian said with a smile, "Wait for your injuries to heal, you can leave, find a job seriously, don't do these dangerous things anymore, endanger others, and harm yourself!" You are so beautiful, you can consider becoming a movie star or something, which is much better than you being a robber. ”

"Uh......" Qi Yanwu coughed lightly, hiding his embarrassment - shouldn't he be happy? As a man or a robber, let a young girl praise "beautiful", after all, there should be some pride, right? But why does he feel so awkward?

"I won't be a robber anymore, I'm ready to be a flower slave in peace!" Qi Yanwu chuckled.

"Uh......" Jimo Qinglian happened to take a sip of milk tea, and almost squirted out when she heard the words, and hurriedly grabbed the tissue next to her, hiding her embarrassment, and said with a smile, "Are you really going to be a flower slave?" ”

"Hmm!" Qi Yanwu nodded seriously, but when he saw the pot of fire phoenix, he decided to stay-although, the original scientific name of that thing was called "fire algae", however, if Jimo Qinglian really has the ability to make it bloom and produce flowers, then, if she wants to change its scientific name, it is estimated that no one dares to object, "Therefore, I hope that when the probation period expires, Miss Qinglian must give a full score, and no matter how bad it is, she will also give a passing grade." ”

"Well, well!" Jimo Qinglian took a bite of the tea cake and said with a smile, "Then can you tell me what the treatment is during the probationary period?" What is the treatment of regular workers? ”

She was very curious, why did Niu Dasha make a robber a flower slave willingly?

"During the probationary period, there are two meals a day, including accommodation, and regular workers can be given one extra meal." Because Jimo Qinglian was sitting on the sofa, Qi Yanwu bent down, pressed her hands on her knees, and looked at her at eye level, "I think about it, I don't seem to have anywhere to go, so I agreed." ”

"Just three meals a day?" Jimo Qinglian felt a little strange, giving three meals a day, she actually fooled a vicious robber and made her a flower slave?

"Well, do you think that Uncle Niu will pay me a salary?" Qi Yanwu shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"That's right!" Jimo Qinglian smiled.

There is one more person in the Rejuvenation Fang, and Niu Dasha's workload has obviously decreased a lot, for example, cleaning, washing clothes and other rough work, all of which are handed over to a poor flower slave to do, and he is only responsible for three meals a day, and what is even more outrageous is that he also took out the chef's money and commanded Qi Yanwu to give him a hand.

At the end of the day, Qi Yanwu found that this flower slave is not so easy to do, hey...... It's not easy to earn two meals a day.

But in these years, it was difficult to find a job, and it was a little tiring, but he also admitted it, not to mention, there was also the beautiful fire phoenix.

Every time she saw the pot of fire phoenix, Qi Yanwu felt that there was mystery everywhere in this rejuvenation workshop - the medicine garden in the garden was obviously not planted with ordinary herbs, or even ginseng...... It's as thick as a white radish.

This ginseng on the market, a wild ginseng with the thickness of a thumb, even if it is good, he has never seen such a thick one.

But these, compared with the pot of Ganoderma lucidum grass in Jimo Qinglian's room, are all scum - that pot of Ganoderma lucidum is not big, but the rich medicinal fragrance, smelling it, can make people feel refreshed, let alone medicine.

After living in the Rejuvenation Workshop for a few days, Qi Yanwu was probably able to accurately grasp the work and rest habits of Niu Dasha and Jimo Qinglian. Niu Dasha at five o'clock in the morning, get up on time and run around Jingyun Road in front of the door for an hour, and then will return to the spring fang to start boxing one by one, what he has learned is a little miscellaneous, Qi Yanwu watched for a few days, and found that Niu Dasha's boxing skills looked at a board and a glance, but it was probably just a practice, not a real hands-on, which fused Tai Chi, Yongchun, Hong Boxing, and some things that he said he couldn't understand, and there may be some military boxing, anyway, it's just a sentence, this guy is very miscellaneous, and it is not so easy to find out his way.

Then, after the boxing, he would prepare breakfast, because Jimo Qinglian ate breakfast around half past eight.

But what made him strange was that Mo Qinglian usually got up at seven o'clock in the morning, and then, got up to practice calligraphy - this is also a strange thing.

Today's children, who else practices calligraphy? Can't even write with an ordinary pen and pencil, and write with a brush? No matter how good the writing is, it can't be compared to the square square that the computer typed out, and besides, in the computer font library, there are all kinds of fonts, how good it looks and how good-looking.

Even so, he had to admit that Ji Mo Qinglian wrote a good hand, and no matter what font, it seemed to be involved, every morning after breakfast, when she cleaned up the study, Ji Mo Qinglian would let him burn the waste paper that practiced calligraphy.

When Qi Yanwu looked at those words, she not only sighed in her heart, this good hand is definitely not honed by hard work for a day or two, it is definitely some days, and it should be the result of training since childhood.

After breakfast, Jimo Qinglian is reading, her hobbies are also very complex, and she has dabbled in everything, which makes Qi Yanwu even have a feeling of not being able to start. Sometimes he even thought, maybe, she just looked around?

In the study room where Niu Dasha became an old man, there are many, many ancient books, that is, Mo Qinglian has recently passed the time, and it is these ancient books.

In the afternoon, Jimo Qinglian will take a nap, Niu Dasha does not have this hobby, and often plunges into the underground operating room, not knowing what he is tinkering with, at this time, Qi Yanwu is very relaxed.

In the afternoon, Jimo Qinglian still reads books, and in the evening, she will watch TV, surf the Internet, etc......

If it weren't for the fact that she also watched TV and surfed the Internet at night, Qi Yanwu would have wondered, would these two people be ancient people? But it is obvious that Jimo Qinglian is very interested in those idol dramas, while Niu Dasha likes martial arts movies.

Of course, Niu Dasha, a fool, is very moral, and he has never grabbed the remote control in the living room with Jimo Qinglian - and he, a flower slave, naturally has no right to speak.

At dinner on this day, Ji Mo Qinglian was the same as in the evening, while eating, staring at the idol dramas of prime time, watching with relish.

"Well, that's right, big bull!" Jimo Qinglian seemed to remember something, and suddenly said, "Don't prepare my lunch tomorrow, I won't go home to eat, I'm going to school to fill out the volunteer form." ”