Chapter 51: The Drunkard and the Contract
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The lanterns hanging on the dragon's blood vine looked much more relaxed.
The glow from their bellies began to change slightly.
It can be light or dark, and it varies from light to heavy.
Some bugs even break through the silvery color and have other colors.
Zheng Qing saw a lantern insect lying on the mouth of the green bee's wine bottle, sipping the remnants of the wine, and the light from its abdomen turned into a trembling pale green.
If it was usual, he would be very interested in leaning over, and by the way, he pulled Xiao Xiao to let him explain.
But now, he has something worse to deal with.
"I don't mind buying you a small gift, but the price of this pile is out of my budget. β
Zheng Qing looked at a few companions and said very seriously: "You have to find a way to fill some holes for me." β
Several of the other young wizards in the private room behaved differently.
Xiao Xiao pinched his chin, stared at the stars in the sky, his eyes were unfocused, and nodded thoughtfully.
But looking at his erratic eyes, Zheng Qing wondered if he was listening to him.
And the other two drank high fools, not to mention the one to count on.
Fat Xin's originally white cheeks were hung with two red clouds, and his nose was red and shiny for some reason, looking like an inferior clown.
At this moment, he was crouching in front of the corpse of the dead rat demon, praying for it with a serious mind.
Of course, if the fat man didn't put knives, forks, plates, sauces, spices, etc., around the rat demon, his prayers would be a little more pious.
Relatively speaking, Zhang Jixin seems to be more reassuring.
Compared with fat people, red-faced boys have no difference in their faces after drinking and on weekdays.
He didn't do anything too much to the critters in the house, such as rat demons or lampworms.
It's just that he seems to think of himself as a worm, slumped on the sofa, stretching and shrinking.
...... Gollum ...... Gollum ...... Gollum ......
Unswervingly arched from one end of the couch to the other, and then turned around and arched back.
"You soulless people!" Zheng Qing covered his head in despair: "Do you want me to carry you back?!"
"What did you say?" Xiao Xiao finally came back to his senses and glanced at him.
"I mean, these things are too expensive!" Zheng Qing immediately picked up, rubbing his hands together and his gaze wandering over a few of his companions, focusing on their pockets.
Xiao Xiao was very keenly aware of his unfinished intentions.
"Consultation fee. The short watermelon head straightened his robe quite self-consciously, and looked at Zheng Qing with a smile.
Zheng Qing also quickly understood the meaning of Xiao Xiao's three words - he should be referring to the cost of answering his questions on weekdays.
This statement is very reasonable, from the beginning of school to the present, Xiao Xiao has indeed given him a lot of effective information.
For shamans, knowledge is money.
Zheng Qing thought of the shabby shirt of the watermelon-headed boy, lowered his arm dejectedly, agreed with his statement, and nodded resignedly.
In front of the black coffee table, the fat man Xin had already finished praying before the meal.
The corpse of the rat demon was safely placed on the intricately colored and gilded dinner plate, the head and tail were cut off, and the body was neatly cut into two pieces, and a few green onions were sprinkled on top, and a few brightly colored sauces were drizzled on it.
Hell knows where he turned the spice from!
The fat man also tied a handkerchief around his neck to serve as a napkinβa handkerchief that had been placed on the armrest of the sofa and had been sat under the buttocks of many people.
At this moment, he is holding a knife in his left hand and a fork in his right hand, with a peaceful face and a smile on his face, ready to 'itadakimasu' (itadakimasu).
"You can't eat this thing!"
Zheng Qing dragged him up from the coffee table with great difficulty, threw him on the sofa, and pressed Zhang Jixin, who was surging back and forth on the sofa.
"I'm the man who wants to eat all over the world!"
The fat man howled, struggled, and staggered to his feet.
Zhang Jixin, who had just been smashed by him, also followed, and jumped up with a snort:
"Break the cocoon and turn into a butterfly! I am the man who wants to break through the shackles!"
The two drunks glanced at each other, clasped each other's hands tightly, and burst into tears.
"Break the shackles, real man!"
"Eat all over the world, I respect you as a man!"
Zheng Qing stood aside, his face was hot and sour, embarrassed and speechless.
"It would be nice to have a video recorder. He turned his head and glanced at Xiao Xiao.
"Indeed, you should bring a few reflection flowers. Xiao Xiao also expressed his pity from the perspective of a wizard.
"It's a man, make up the account for me first!" Zheng Qing turned his head and spat at the two guys angrily: "Otherwise, sit down for me in peace!"
Xin Fatzi and Zhang Jixin's eyes were hazy and their steps were staggering, but it was very amazing that they also clearly understood what Zheng Qing meant.
"If you don't want to die, you want money!" Xin Fat Man hammered his chest, with a proud face: "I am a man who wants to eat all over the world!
"That's it, that's it!" Zhang Jixin bared his tongue on the side and nodded again and again: "It's good to work hard! It's good to work hard! Talking about money hurts feelings!"
"Pinch your tongue straight before you speak," Zheng Qing raised his forehead and sighed, "What do you mean by 'deadly'! and...... Sold your life for a talisman, aren't you afraid that your brother will break your leg?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the red-faced boy.
Zhang Jixin seemed to be taken aback, couldn't help but burp, and then said angrily:
"I am a man who wants to break through the shackles! Break the cocoon and turn into a butterfly, starting with hard work!"
"Yes extremely! Yes extremely!" Xin Fat Man also shouted on the side: "I'm not afraid of working hard, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to eat good things?"
β......β
There is no logic in a drunk person.
Zheng Qing sighed, feeling that he was completely unable to communicate with these two idiots.
"Do you want to sign a contract? Xiao Xiao asked gloomily behind the two.
As he spoke, he pulled out a piece of parchment and a bright red quill from his pocket and handed them to the two drunkards.
Zheng Qing vaguely saw a few gilded characters on the frontispiece of the parchment.
"Sign and sign...... Hiccup!" Zhang Jixin hiccuped again.
"No, you're a grandson!" Xin Fat lifted his chin, trying to squeeze out a look of disdain.
"I dare to sign, do you dare to sign?" the red-faced boy tilted his head and looked sideways at the fat man.
"If you dare, I'll dare!" Fat Xin's red nose shone in the dimly lit room.
The two drunken humanoid beasts began glaring at each other again.
The lanterns on the dragon's blood vine shook their bellies just right, and the flickering light hit the faces of the two drunks, making this-for-tat feeling even stronger.
"It's not good. Zheng Qing seemed a little uneasy.
"It doesn't matter at all. Xiao Xiao raised the contract in his hand and handed him a reassuring look: "A private employment contract valid for one year is very cost-effective to buy two strong laborers." β
"No, I'm just worried about whether the contract will be invalid when I'm drunk. Zheng Qing spread his hands very sincerely, saying that the watermelon head completely misunderstood what he meant.