Chapter Eighty-Seven: Mission Hall ()

By the time Qin Han finished cleaning, it was already dark, and she was hungry at this time with her chest on her back, put down the broom and went straight to the dining hall.

The huge dining hall was quiet, there was only one uncle in front of the window, who was wiping the tabletop, and there were only a few disciples in the hall who had not finished eating.

Qin Han randomly found a position close to the windowsill and sat down.

Because she deliberately cut a thick bangs for herself when she came out of the Green Forest Peak, she had already covered most of her face.

Going out this way won't attract too many people's attention.

It's not that she's narcissistic, it's true that her face is not only overly good-looking, but also very recognizable, and it's not good if she does something to be remembered.

And the results of the ten-year election should not have spread to all corners of the sect so quickly, and few people know her name as a "special waste wood".

Otherwise, it is impossible to say that some disciples of the sect with a strong sense of honor will fight her to the end.

Now she can still imagine that if someone recognized her, they would definitely point at her nose and shout, "See, it's her!

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a look on his face that was indescribable.

"What are you going to eat?"

The uncle put down the rag in his hand, and when he saw the girl at the table not far away, he showed a very strange look, and couldn't help but stick his head out of the window and ask out loud.

Qin Han woke up suddenly, slapped his head, and almost forgot that he was here to eat.

I looked at the cheapest dish on the menu, and found that only the vegetable bun was a low-grade spirit stone, and this was still the minimum consumption!

Sighed secretly, now I can only eat this kind of bargain.

"Uncle, here are two vegetable buns. ”

The middle-aged uncle said without thinking.

"You're a new disciple, this point is only noodles, and the buns have already been sold out. ”

I searched on the menu for a long time and didn't see the price of the noodle soup.

According to the ordinary market price, the price of steamed buns and vegetarian noodle soup is almost the same, so I said casually.

"Okay, let's have a bowl of vegetarian noodle soup. ”

The middle-aged uncle took out a bag of fine noodles in the window, boiled the water in the pot, and sprinkled the noodles.

"A bowl of vegetarian noodle soup with four lower grade spirit stones. ”

Qin Han's whole person was petrified in an instant, he really dared to say it, is this what a person should say?

So expensive!

The spirit stones he had obtained from Liu Hu before were almost squandered.

She is now all up and down with only seven or eight lower-grade spirit stones, how many meals can she eat?

The rhythm of the food is going to be cut off!

"Uncle, can it be cheaper?"

The uncle standing at the window poured the noodle soup from the pot into a small porcelain bowl.

wiped the sweat on his forehead, "The ingredients in our sect are all transported from Lingtian, and they are directly transported by flying boat, and they don't touch the ground, where is the price of those mortal things?"

He sighed and continued.

"We are all small businesses, and we have to pay the sect a rental fee every year, how can we withstand such a toss? ”

Looking at this middle-aged man's embarrassed face, he quietly glanced at his cultivation, which was only a triple escape from the mortal realm.

It's not easy to be a hard-working person, and it's not easy to find this errand in the sect.

This person must have been a hopeless miscellaneous disciple for many years, and he was unwilling to go down the mountain to find another way out, so he stayed and became a canteen master.

Qin Han tugged at the corners of her mouth slightly, she was really a bodhisattva, she casually took out the four lower grade spirit stones in the storage bag, put them on the windowsill, and pushed them inside.

Subconsciously glanced at the vegetables on the ground, and visually judged that the quality of these vegetables was medium and upper, and subconsciously asked.

"Uncle, is there a special disciple to take care of Lingtian?"

"No, there will be changes, depending on the disciple's own wishes. The mission hall will release relevant tasks every time, and the work of taking care of Lingtian is relatively easy, and as soon as the task is released, it will be strengthened. If you want to go, you have to do it early. ”

glanced at Qin Han and found that she couldn't see her cultivation, and saw a jade plate on her waist, and when she saw the texture of the jade plate, she hurriedly said.

"You, you turned out to be an outer disciple!"

Qin Han nodded noncommittally.

"Why don't you wear a sect disciple uniform?"

"No, I'm wearing an outer disciple's uniform. ”

Qin Hanhu looked at himself suspiciously, and immediately froze in place.

Who is this gray person? Where did the white Taoist robe go? Even the sect totem on the cuffs was covered by dust, and it was lazy and unclear what it looked like.

Coughed dryly twice to hide his embarrassment, and the random backhand was more than a dozen cleaning techniques on his body.

A burst of magic light flashed, the dust on her body was swept away, and the white robe reflected her snow-white skin, even if only three or four points of her face were revealed, it was still impossible to take her eyes off, although she was young, she was also beautiful.

For a moment, the entire canteen looked at her with a look of amazement.

Although there are not many people here, it is still very uncomfortable to be stared at by so many burning eyes.

Qin Han hurriedly diverted the topic, thinking of the vegetables he had just seen, and even if he had a plan.

"Uncle, can I also sell the spiritual vegetables I grow?"

The middle-aged man was a little unable to come back to his senses, and it wasn't until Qin Han spoke again that he suddenly reacted.

"Oh, of course, and even if you want to take over the task of taking care of Lingtian, it is better to grab it sooner. ”

Seeing Qin Han's puzzled face, he smiled meaningfully, "The task of taking care of Lingtian is not difficult, and there are no restrictions. Miscellaneous disciples and qi refining disciples can do it. But only when the Qi refining disciples don't want it, the miscellaneous disciples can do it. So much so that whenever no Qi refining disciple gave up the task, almost all the miscellaneous disciples forced their heads for this task. ”

This may seem unfair, but it is reasonable. If those miscellaneous disciples have done such simple work, who should they find to do all those dirty and tiring work?

And originally the sect was a place with obvious hierarchical divisions, and miscellaneous disciples without strength had no advantage in front of the monks.

Thinking of this, Qin Han had doubts again, "Then why do you have to do the task, for the spirit stone?"

The uncle thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It's not all, the monthly salary is fixed every month, but it is true that additional rewards will be issued according to the number of tasks done each month." But the most important thing is that each miscellaneous disciple has to do at least ten tasks per month, which they must complete. ”

Hearing this, Qin Han was shocked, she didn't see this rule in the Heart Disciple Primer's Manual.

"Do outer disciples also have this kind of requirement that they must complete the task?"

"There are no hard and fast rules, but there are tasks that must be done by monks. Moreover, the sect also recommends that disciples take the initiative to receive tasks, which will also be counted in the comprehensive results. ”