Eight NPCs have signed labor contracts with Cheng Qing, and she will certainly not turn a blind eye to their strange situations.
After a brief chat, Cheng Qing found out that the system had transferred their tasks early in the morning, and now there was another group of NPCs coming to the mysterious island to guide the players.
In other words, they are unemployed.
Cheng Qing was stunned, "Aren't you job-hopping?"
Middle-aged Leopard Chongshan was speechless for a moment, "Going to a higher level is called job hopping! I have never heard of jumping from the head office to a rural branch. That is called being demoted and demoted away from the political center."
Cheng Qing gritted his teeth, "Don't bully young people into being poor! Times have changed for adults!"
Bao Chongshan twitched the corner of his mouth and Huanxiu asked in a nonchalant manner, "Then why is this Shangguan visiting?"
Only then did Cheng Qing notice that the eight NPCs were all wearing something similar to improved Chinese Hanfu. The men's hip-length robes were worn with cuffed trousers and short boots, and the women's waist-length button-down shirts were worn with culottes and leather boots.
, but their arms are exposed. They are all muscular and firm in outline. Regardless of their heads, they look like human practitioners.
"Of course I will give you a job opportunity." Cheng Qing said with a smile: "You work for the game system, will it pay you wages? Will it care about your food and drink? Will you be allocated employee housing that is transparent from north to south and faces the sea?"
The eight people couldn't help but look back at Qingshan. Layers of hot air rushed out through the door. It was dark inside, not to mention facing the sea, which was facing a wall every day.
Nowadays, they wear cotton-padded jackets outside, but their skin is bald due to the heat inside. The two places are extreme, hungry and cold.
If they consider this to be employee housing, Cheng Qing shouldn't bother too much!
But obviously not. Bao Chongshan originally wanted to stretch out a bandage to get Qiao. After all, their home was poached by others. The gold and silver nests are not as good as their own doghouses. When they are in this situation, there are people in front of them.
Inescapable responsibility.
But Lu Xiaomei burst into tears first, "Qingqing, I want to face the sea. I can eat seafood. Really, I'm not allergic."
"I heard that the meat of sea beasts is very tender and delicious when eaten raw." Snake Saburo spat out his words, and his cold voice actually brought out a touch of passion for delicious food.
"I've heard of it too." Someone said one after another.
The angry Leopard Chongshan grinded his teeth and turned around to glare at the NPCs, "Is it really that delicious?"
The NPCs nodded covetously, their gazes piercing through him and falling in front of him.
Bao Chongshan turned around in confusion, "Good boy, Lu Xiaomei is holding a steaming fish and is chewing it with her big round eyes. It's so delicious."
The aroma of fish meat was overflowing, which was a taste they had never tasted before. It was a bit like the fishy sweetness of blood, but it had a different and more attractive feeling.
Cheng Qing smiled and repeated the question: "You work for the game system, does it pay you wages? Does it care about your food and drink? Will you be allocated employee housing that is transparent from north to south and faces the sea?"
Bao Chongshan didn't need to answer. The heads of the people behind him all shook like rattles.
"Then we can have a good talk, right?"
As long as she wields the hoe well, she can still dig through the walls of the game system.
The only thing Cheng Qing needs 8 NPCs to do is to establish a trading system.
Although they do not have the convenience of players conducting transactions through private messages, they can still send tasks to players.
With good use, the task list can also become a product list.
NPC becomes a pure middleman. Players can choose the products they need faster and more accurately without unnecessary greetings. Wouldn't it be better?!
Unlike today, you have to swipe through almost all the text messages to choose what you need, and you may not always be able to get enough.
"What about our interests?" Bao Chongshan asked back.
"Your original responsibility was to issue tasks and guide players to complete tasks." Cheng Qing smiled sweetly, "Is it different from now?"
No one is a fool, and the eight NPCs naturally understood that Cheng Qing was playing a trick on the idea of subversion, but it must be said that their ideas suddenly opened up.
Bao Chongshan's brows were still furrowed, "How should we meet the players? How should we assign tasks to the players?"
Cheng Qing's eyes flashed slightly, but his smile remained unchanged, "Have you forgotten? You are already free. Players can't travel back and forth at will, but you can? I won't stop you from moving around."
8 people suddenly became enlightened.
"There is a kind of NPC in the game called Youshang."
By the end of Cheng's inventory, she was sitting on a mountain of gold and silver, and perhaps thousands of acres of fertile land in the future. Before opening the market, of course, she had to open up sales.
How to operate it specifically is their problem, and she has provided ideas and sources of goods.
What the boss has to do is to provide guidance, not to arrange every detail properly. He must always give employees room to use their abilities to realize themselves.
At the end of the day, eight NPCs, Le Dian Dian, followed Cheng Qing with big backpacks on their backs. They were still young and the world was so big, they wanted to see it.
Who doesn’t love the warm spring days facing the sea?
When they arrived at the island, Cheng Qing pointed to a deserted open space and said enthusiastically: "Did you see it? You can use whatever you want, build whatever you want, and build your own home with your own hands. Watch the ebb and flow of the tide during the day, and listen to the waves at night.
Patting on the shore, friends eating barbecue and singing songs, this is life! This is called living!"
"Wow!" A bunch of people exclaimed happily.
When the friends folded up their sleeves and started working excitedly, Bao Chongshan always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, especially after seeing the food that Cheng Qing had laid out on the floor... His movements of carrying bricks
Sneak away faster than anyone else.
Cheng Qing took Big Rabbit away from the island and returned to the living room, and the sweat dropped.
This was her first time making pancakes. Fortunately, the poisonous chicken soup has extraordinary effects!
She didn't lie to anyone, at least she would let them eat well and have a vacation, and strive to achieve a win-win situation in the future.
It was too sunny on the island. Cheng Qing talked a lot today and his mouth was so dry that it was on fire. He took a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator and drank it. The remaining half bottle was handed to the white rabbit to quench his thirst and heat.
The White Rabbit found his own water basin, poured the water in, took small sips, and drank gracefully.
Cheng Qing glanced at it and wiped his face. Seeing that he had enough time, he could have afternoon tea and practice physical skills. Just as he was about to take out the iced fruit from the refrigerator, there was a burst of crying outside the door.
Cheng Aotian pulled Cheng Tom in and walked in. Cheng Aotian drooped his little face and Cheng Tom cried so hard that he was out of breath.
Darling, this is the first time I see such vivid expressions on their faces.
Cheng Qing didn't want to eat, so he went over to ask curiously, "What's wrong?"
"Fish, fish, fish..." Cheng Tom cried so hard that he hiccupped and couldn't say the next word for a long time.
Cheng Aotian frowned and scolded, "Don't howl!"
"Quarrel!"
"bother!"
It can be seen that he has no love from his peers at all.
How could Tom Cheng listen to Him? His heart was almost broken, and because he couldn't speak out, he cried even more desperately.
Cheng Qing looked surprised, but analyzed his words very patiently, "Did something happen to the fish? Is it sick? Is it dead? Is it upset?"
Cheng Aotian rubbed his eyes and shook his head vigorously. He was a small, ugly little ball, unspeakably pitiful.