After licking his bleeding tongue, Qin Feng walked out of the kitchen with satisfaction.

Jasmine still couldn't let go.

Unlike the cheeky treasure-hunting squirrel, it can do anything as long as it is given high-quality dried fruits.

"Haw!"

The treasure-hunting squirrel sneakily poked out its plump head and stretched out its short hand to signal for the dried fruit, but its eyes couldn't stop looking at the head of the black fire-scale dragon resting on Qin Feng's shoulder.

Fear!

Throwing out a few dried fruits, Qin Feng slowly walked to the threshold and sat down with a cup of dragon beard tea, looking up at the stars in the sky.

Gradually, an old face approached Qin Feng and grinned like a ghost.

"You brat, do you miss me?"

After coming back to his senses, Qin Feng twitched his mouth when he looked at the face of the playful and smiling old man in front of him.

It's the dean.

Dean of War King Academy Vest.

"Quick, let's get some good wine and good food for you!" He slapped Qin Feng on the shoulder. The old man in a vest sat at the wooden table with straw slippers and waited.

After saying "wait a moment", Qin Feng stood up and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, the kitchen door opened and he walked out with a tray.

It is filled with all kinds of spiritual food, and the aromas are mixed together, making the whole restaurant have an incomparably mellow aroma.

"It smells so good. You little brat has made great progress in his craftsmanship."

The dean of the vest grinned, rubbed his hands and looked expectantly at Qin Feng, who was approaching.

"Here, this is yours."

Bringing out a plate of spicy bone chips and placing it in front of the dean, Qin Feng curled his lips.

Things are different now, and now I am not afraid of the bad old man in front of me at all.

"You brat, I am your dean after all, and you are treating me like this?" Looking at the spicy sticks on the plate in front of him, the dean in the vest immediately became unhappy.

"Give me the money first."

"fart!"

"How can you give money first and then eat?" The dean in the vest stared at Qin Feng fiercely with his mouth filled with broken bone and spicy strips.

Hearing this, Qin Feng silently turned around and walked back to the kitchen.

"I'll give it, I'll give it, don't leave."

"Your sincere favor is two million Xuan Crystals." Qin Feng turned around and stretched out his hand to Dean Zong.

"Why don't you go and rob! Two million, my monthly salary is only 30 million!"

"How much is the monthly salary?"

Qin Feng's expression condensed, and he clapped his hands on the table and looked closely at the vest dean.

"Thirty million, what's wrong?" After swallowing the spicy bone chips, the dean in the vest looked like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.

Qin Feng's expression softened and he whispered softly: "Dean, what do you think the monthly salary for the position of Governor of the East Factory is approximately?"

"The Governor of the East Factory?"

"As an emerging force in the imperial capital, Dongchang's subsidies alone are a huge amount of money."

"At least this number!"

The dean of the vest grinned, stretched out two fingers and waved them in front of Qin Feng.

"Twenty million?"

"If it goes up to 20 million, why, the emperor has deducted your salary?"

Looking at Qin Feng's darkened face, the dean smiled happily. He grabbed the tray beside him and started eating.

"Twenty million upwards, but my salary is only ten million."

"That's too cruel. Half of my salary will be deducted."

After muttering to himself, he came back to his senses and looked at the dean in front of him, who was eating and drinking. Qin Feng pulled out the wooden chair and sat on the opposite side, with circles of black spiritual power filling his feet.

"You brat, you haven't reported to King of War Academy for a long time. This is not okay. You are just occupying the latrine and not taking a shit."

"You can eat it even if you say this?"

"able!"

Wiping his lips with his sleeve, the dean continued to taste the iris snake soup in front of him.

"It doesn't matter if you go to War King Academy or not."

"It's boring." Qin Feng held his chin with a look of lack of interest.

When I went to the King of War Academy, I just visited Ximen Yu and exchanged my martial arts skills for some free food. There was nothing else to do.

"Come to me in the office of King of War Academy tomorrow. I have a secret to tell you."

"Can't you say it now?"

"Didn't you see me eating?"

After taking a swig of iris snake soup, the dean's eyes narrowed into slits.

Qin Feng rolled his eyes at the dean in front of him and teased the black fire-scaled dragon on his shoulder.

There are still more than ten days left until the audition for the throne, and the imperial capital is currently calm on the surface.

Secretly, things were already raging.

This bad old man is very bad, and he always feels like he is going to cause trouble.

…

"I'm full, brat."

The dean of the vest slowly wiped the corners of his lips, and his eyes fell on the threshold involuntarily.

"Dean, please pay me not a penny less."

Qin Feng smiled and stretched out his hand to grab the other party's sleeve. This bad old man wanted to escape the bill again!

"Here you go, what a shameful thing it is to pull and pull!" The dean of the vest immediately blew his beard and glared, and slowly took out two golden Xuan Jing cards from the ring.

"Here you go, I'm leaving." He threw the card on the table and the silhouette of the dean in a vest quickly rushed out the door.

Picking up two Xuanjing cards, Qin Feng's face darkened, and he glanced at the light golden powder on his fingertips. These cards were dyed leather with a denomination of 100,000!

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In the early morning, Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes. The white-haired girl who had transformed into a treasure-hunting squirrel was lying in his arms and staring straight at her.

"Haw!"

Slowly opening his warm lips, the treasure-hunting squirrel hugged Qin Feng's neck and kissed him quickly.

After a moment, she took the initiative to let go and scratched her head with her hand, a look of confusion on her face.

"It's useless, I'm already resistant to you." Qin Feng said with a serious look on his face as he reached out and pinched the waist of the treasure-hunting squirrel.

"Haw?"

The expression on the treasure-hunting squirrel's face became more and more confused, and he always felt like something was pushing against him.

"Give you a chance, three dried fruits, and kiss me again."

Qin Feng took out three dried fruits from the ring and shook them in front of him.

The treasure-hunting squirrel's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to pull the scattered hair on his forehead. His white arms quickly wrapped around Qin Feng's neck, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he kissed him quickly.

"It's boring."

Passing the three dried fruits to the mouth of the pretty white-haired girl kneeling beside his head, Qin Feng sighed quietly.

"Haw!"

After eating the dried fruit, he stretched out his pink tongue and licked the residue on his lips. The treasure-hunting squirrel silently lifted Qin Feng's head and placed it on his legs.

Silks of white hair were scattered on his face, and Qin Feng couldn't help but sneeze.

"You learn pretty quickly." Looking up at the pretty white-haired girl in front of him who was smiling innocently at him, Qin Feng curled his lips and his eyes fell on her chest involuntarily.

Not only is the eldest brother growing up, but so is the guy named Xun Bao.

"Ten dried fruits, kiss me for half a minute."

"Haw!"

Quickly lowering his head, the treasure-hunting squirrel kissed him. After a moment, he let go, his sparkling eyes stared closely at Qin Feng in his arms, and then he smiled and stretched out his white palms.
Chapter completed!