Also, the eldest lady will definitely not give herself the flowers that she likes, but the flowers that she doesn't like are nothing more than rubbish to her.
What Mai Fan thought was extremely precious was nothing in Zhao Manman's eyes.
"Deal!" Mai Fan took a stack of very similar paper cranes and completed his deal with Zhao Manman.
Now... Zhao Manman looks at the moon that is about to set.
"It's getting late, and I wasted a lot of time here..."
"Okay, as long as you don't let me hear it again, and it's because you offended my father, I won't do anything to you anymore."
After all, the previous one was just a test. With her status, she wanted to kill an outer disciple...
Sometimes there is no need for her to come forward in person at all.
After saying that, Zhao Manman didn't even have an ending. She moved towards the void, and a cloud-like flying magic weapon appeared at her feet. As she moved her body, the cloud disappeared silently.
It rose into the air, but within a moment, it disappeared.
So... Mai Fan turned to look at Ling Susu, feeling a little complicated inside.
Why didn't this woman leave together?
Ling Susu herself also wanted to know. Zhao Manman, who was flying in the air, sneered...
Look, this hypocritical woman, when a man doesn't pay much attention to her, she is in such a state that she hesitates to speak.
She thought that Mai Fan could cause trouble for her? Little did she know that Mai Fan could also cause trouble for her.
Ling Susu is really embarrassed now.
Because she didn't expect that Zhao Manman would leave her alone, and because of Mai Fan's surprise, she left her standing alone in the courtyard.
She looked at him and he looked at her.
Then this unknown disciple gave her a shrug, an extrapolation, an extremely smooth and helpless gesture...
She did it, click, click, click, which was the sound Ling Susu made while biting her back molars.
But she had to slap her face and maintain her usual persona: "It's getting late, you have a good rest..."
Mai Fan was quite calm: "Then you won't give it away?" It was still the extrapolating gesture...
A second later? Bang... The door panel of his yard was almost thrown away by Ling Susu.
The world became quiet again, and Mai Fan let out a long breath. Then he yelled at the head that appeared in the crack of the door of his courtyard: "Get out of here..."
Zhao Zhenbei, who was squatting outside the courtyard and never left, left angrily with a group of younger brothers who had the same ulterior motives.
Huh? So much happened today.
Mai Fan covered his head and spent this 'unforgettable' night quite exhausted.
He thought this was the most speechless night for him. Who would have thought that this night would be the last night of the comfortable life he spent in Yunxia Sect.
Early the next morning? Mai Fan prepared the meal by himself as promised.
In order not to arouse suspicion from all quarters, he even communicated with the boss about this matter.
'Dear leader: Yours sincerely, my disciple Mai Fan.'
'I have gained the trust of an old man with long eyebrows and knee-high eyebrows in Wangfengya.'
'He made a small request to me.'
"An old man named Huo Yunzi has a strong appetite and is quite dissatisfied with the food provided by the sect."
'Yesterday's dinner? The disciple gave the old man a portion of the broth he used every day. He was very satisfied with the meal.'
‘Guess the other party asked me to do it myself? Cook daily meals for them.’
'This news is specially made known to the leader. The disciple feels that this is the best opportunity to get close to the other party.'
'I wonder if the disciples use ordinary spiritual materials to make food? Does it have any impact on the leader's punishment of imprisonment?'
'If not? To show our closeness? From now on, the disciple will take care of the daily meals of the detainees under Wangfengya.'
'Ling: The other party has not revealed any other information. There are a total of twenty-four prisoners in Wangfengya.'
"Providing these people with three meals a day is a huge expense for the disciples."
‘I hope the leader will understand the embarrassment of the people at the bottom and direct a certain amount of operating funds for this action.’
'Thank you, salute, and ask the master for his well-being.'
Well, that's good. I'm asking for money.
Zhao Qiankun was stunned. He thought this was a farmer who really had no desires or desires.
Then I thought about it again, are all the outer disciples of the Yunxia Sect now in such a state of embarrassment?
As long as he complies with the requirements of the sect and conscientiously completes the assigned tasks, every month, he remembers, how much is the monthly salary given to disciples by the outer sect?
Two yuan a month... Leader Zhao thought about the group of old people at the bottom of the cliff, how difficult they were to take care of, and realized that these two spiritual stones were indeed worthless.
"How much salary does Mai Fan get for delivering food under Wangfeng Ya for a month?"
The Taoist boy waiting next to him made a five sign.
Because no one is willing to do this task, there is such a high reward.
If this were an ordinary exterior door task, it would only cost 3-4 yuan each.
For their disciples at this stage, the usefulness of spiritual coins is not as effective as basic elixirs.
Therefore, Mai Fan picked up the spiritual energy pill that he had never taken before.
He has saved close to 60 so far.
For those disciples who have already finished eating these, he is a big deal... But if the spiritual energy pills are converted into spiritual coins...
The fluctuations here are really too great.
Mai Fan's original plan was to accumulate 100 pills, put them in a jade bottle, go to Hongye Town not far from the Yunxia Pagoda Mountain, and sell the Spiritual Energy Pills one by one at a price.
At that time, a bottle of spiritual energy pill can be sold for 15-20 spiritual coins.
In just three months, you can earn as much as other people would earn from half a year's work.
Zhao Qiankun thought for only a moment, then picked up a pen and paper and wrote a verbal message with Elder Guan, who was in charge of welfare distribution at the outer sect.
'Allocate 10 more spiritual coins to Mai Fan every month.'
I didn’t write down the reason, and there’s no need to write down the reason because of ten coins a month.
After finishing the oral message, Zhao Qiankun slowly folded the piece of paper into a paper crane, and blew gently on the tail of the paper crane. The paper crane carried a unique skill of Zhao Qiankun, floating and flickering.
He flew up, passed through the window, and flew directly down the mountain.
This time is exactly the time when the elders of Outer Gate Gate perform their duties.
As the most powerful outer sect leader in the entire outer sect, Elder Guan is in charge of the distribution of tasks and daily benefits to all outer sect disciples.
He has been in this position for a hundred years, and the test is his ability to never look at other people's orders, and to try his best to be fair, just and kind.
Those with privileges would not care about the three melons and two dates of the outer disciples, and those who came from poor backgrounds were also grateful for his equal treatment.
