This place… looks nothing like it did back then.
The black-haired monster looked around without a trace: there were "flowers" here.
Although those are not actually flowers, they are just a kind of monsters that look like flowers, the kind that can be planted at the door to prevent theft.
The walls are covered with "flowers" with their claws and claws, and the walls can hardly be seen.
Thinking about it now is really a terrible scene, but in my heart back then, it was the most beautiful house.
Standing at the door, the black-haired monster thought silently for a while about his own aesthetics.
Then he went straight in.
This is a difference. I remember that there was a door here. Not only did it have a door, but it was a very heavy door. Even he took a lot of effort to get in, but now there is no door.
However, without the door, this place has become a place where all monsters dare not break in easily.
Passing over the long queue of monsters behind, the black-haired monster walked straight in through the door.
The inside of the door looks good. The ground here is full of sandy soil. Even if it rained heavily overnight, the sand originally formed a ball, but not long after the sun came out, it was baked and dried, and then scattered again into a ball. A piece of grit.
He also found two large wrinkled pants on the stone used for testing in the yard. It seems that the owner here also took advantage of the rain yesterday to wash his clothes, although his housework ability is not at all good. His clothes still looked dirty, like two pickles.
Speaking of pickles, before leaving that world, in the deserted town of Bade, Ji Huan made a small jar of pickles from the vegetables he picked up. good to eat.
"I don't know if Uncle has pickled vegetables here?" He had just finished eating the ribs, but the black-haired monster felt hungry again, lowered his head slightly, and asked the little monster in his arms.
"Cai? Caicai!" The little monster didn't know if he understood, but he still gave the big monster a resounding response.
"Ah... Let's eat pickles for dinner." The black-haired monster who had just eaten lunch happily decided on the menu for dinner. He did not avoid the people around him when he spoke, and soon a monster saw him.
The other party was guarding the door of the house not far away, and when he saw the black-haired monster, he rushed over, and the voice under the cloak was also eager:
"You are finally here, hurry up and give me a new resume! The one I applied for before has a bad reputation, and I pushed it. Now someone wants to hire someone, and the treatment is quite good. I will recruit people one day today, and the other party only needs to print it out. CV"
It is a very young monster with a young voice and body.
The black-haired monster thought quietly.
"Please, hurry up and make a new copy for me!" The other party said, walking in the direction he had just come from, calmly following behind him, and the black-haired monster quickly came to a door.
The monster looked at him eagerly, the black-haired monster calmly pushed the door, and then the door opened.
Inside is a slightly empty room.
It is said to be empty, mainly because the room is a bit large, but in fact there are quite a few things: a large desk, although a little worn but cleanly wiped, with a heavy computer screen on it, not looking at it. to the main unit, but there are a few thick lines extending through the screen to the next room.
The black-haired monster recognized at a glance that this was part of the most advanced data processor, and the place where those lines extended should be the main engine room.
In addition to the screen, there is a keyboard, an operator (similar to a mouse), a printer and various stationery on the table.
There are a lot of things, but they are placed very neatly, and the desk in Jihuan's bedroom looks the same style of organization.
Behind the desk is a tall bookshelf. The bookshelves are also very old and there are many folders on them, which are also neat and tidy.
The young monster stared at the black-haired monster eagerly. Under his gaze, the black-haired monster finally stopped looking at the room and sat directly behind the desk.
This sitting... almost didn't fall.
Stabilizing his body expressionlessly, the black-haired monster bent down and looked down, only to find that one of the legs of the chair had been repaired, but it has been a long time, probably because it was soaked in water last night, so it was a little loose.
Reaching out his fingers to push the loose nails back into the wood, the black-haired monster shook the legs of the chair, and after re-determining its stability, he reluctantly sat back.
Then, there was something wrong with this sitting: his feet were in the water.
The black-haired monster looked down again. It turned out that the ground in this room was not flat. The place under his feet just happened to be a depression. Yesterday's heavy rain must have poured in. Although most of the water on the ground was quickly evaporated as soon as the sun came out, But the water in the hole under the table remained, and was stepped on by the black-haired monster.
A black-haired monster sitting on a chair with a broken leg and his feet in a puddle: =-=
Fortunately, he was wearing the slippers that Jihuan put outside today, similar to flip-flops, but with straps, which were made by local monsters. The pair he is wearing now should be made by Jihuan himself. , He is very careful, although the shoes are not necessarily more beautiful than others, they are definitely more comfortable than others.
At least it was more comfortable than anything he himself had worn years ago.
Pulling his foot out of the pit and putting it aside, the black-haired monster immediately turned on the computer in front of him.
Computers now... have changed a lot from before...
Fortunately, he is a monster that keeps pace with the times.
The original foundation was good. Although he rarely needs to use a computer now, he has always liked to buy the most advanced technology products, plus his brain is really bright, of course—
Jihuan's computer organization work is really clear and clear: all kinds of files are sorted and listed on the screen, and he easily found the folder of resume records in it.
Jihuan is even classified by initials.
"What's your name?" Looking away from the screen, the black-haired monster asked the monster behind.
"Piru!"
There are many monsters named Pilu. Fortunately, Jihuan is still classified according to their age and living area at this level. The black-haired monster asked the young monster two more questions, and then the document that he finally opened happened to be this one. The name monster is his own.
Clicking the "print" button, a thin piece of paper was spat out. After he admired it for a while, he handed it to the young monster on the opposite side.
"Thank you! Thank you! This is a tip for you!" Before leaving, the young monster took out the money from his pocket and slammed it on the table in front of the black-haired monster. The black-haired monster looked down and said: Bone coin.
As if afraid of being rejected, the young monster happily ran away with his resume. Just as he went out, the soul of the cashier of the black egg, who had been quietly resting on the shoulders of the big monster, was burning brightly:
"Four!" The little monster instantly cleared the bright spots on the table.
Mr. Zin Moffett Fairzaha, who received the tip for the first time, said:…
The mood is a bit complicated.
Putting the little monster under the cloak for a long time on the table, he pushed the bone coins on the table to the little guy: "Here it is."
The little monster looked up at him, then piled up the "Bright Jingjing" familiarly, and stuffed it into his...underpants.
Mr. Zin Moffett Fairzaha: …
Well, Mr. Ferzaha, who has little knowledge, don't misunderstand that our black eggs are unhygienic little monsters. In fact, in his trousers, there are not only small jj, but also a small pocket on the belly. ! You can store up to five bone coins at a time. It is a wallet that my uncle sewed for Dandan to hold private money!
Seeing the little monster happily putting away the money, the black-haired monster suddenly thought the little guy's way of ordering money was very funny, so he suddenly stretched out his hand, and a golden stick appeared out of thin air between his two fingers.
He brought the golden stick to the little monster's hand, and said, "Here it is."
I'm used to being a cashier, and my daily job is to help grandpa and Naji collect money. He stretches out his little claws and claws softly, and says "1" softly in his mouth, and then puts the money in. My own panties.
The black-haired monster didn't feel that he had done anything extraordinary.
Even though he has been away for many years, even though he is dressed like a monster in the upper-class area, in essence, Jin Malphite Fairzaha, he is always a monster of Yefar.
He has no "superfluous kindness".
When he has no money, he will snatch what he wants, and when he has money, he will spend a lot of money to buy it. As long as he thinks "worth it".
However, he would not throw money away at roadside beggars.
That is waste.
Of course, if the other party is begging in other ways, even if he uses the memory of failure to play a piece of music, if he feels that he can appreciate it, maybe he will give the other party some "gifts".
In short, he doesn't "give" for no reason.
He didn't realize that he was doing this kind of thing right now.
Give money, food, and maybe even more to a soft little monster that can't even speak a word.
This little monster that he once thought was "useless", but now, he actually gave a lot.
He even thought such a little monster was cute.
Lovely, loveable, loveable...
Wonderful feeling.
The appearance of the little monster carefully counting the money pleased him, so he "changed" more golden sticks out, and then watched the little monster count the money next to him.
Jin Chou is much heavier than bone coins. After counting for a while, the little monster sighed and raised his small paws. He even took out a small handkerchief from the pocket of his trousers, and then wiped his sweat in a decent manner. .
Jihuan taught him very well.
It is probably the only one in the world that can make him feel that he is not annoying or annoying.
Sitting on the three-legged stool with one hand supporting his chin, the black-haired monster didn't realize that he was smiling under the cloak at the moment.
Wearing a commemorative T-shirt on a bad street bought in a tourist destination, walking on hand-woven slippers, wearing a short cloak, sitting on a rickety chair, there is a puddle between your feet...
Sitting in Jihuan's usual work position, facing a jet-black little monster in front of him, the black-haired monster was a little dazed.
Until someone broke this quiet time.
"Hey?! You're here! I said how did that guy leave, you don't know, that guy came to smash my door in the morning to ask for a resume, he was slow to respond, he was not afraid of anything, and he didn't leave at noon. I cook, and I can't do it either..."
The old monster Adan walked in shirtless. He was wearing a large pair of trousers, which were wrinkled. The black-haired monster recognized at a glance that this trousers was one of the two trousers that had been hanging on the stone before.
He spoke for a long time, and at first he didn't notice that the cloaked subordinate in front of him was completely changed.
until-
Suddenly noticing something, A-Dan confirmed it without a trace, then scratched his head. When he lowered his head, he saw the black egg on the table, and then the topic changed: "The black egg is here too?"
"I'll buy him a drink later. Black eggs like sweet water, right?"
Even in the barren Yefar, as long as you have money and connections, you can still get what you want.
"Bring you a drink too? What do you want? Let's have an ice fruit. Eating ice fruit is very thirst-quenching in this weather." Although he asked the other party's opinion, in the end, the old monster had already made his own decision. He found a dirty cloak from the house and put it on. He was about to go out. Before leaving, he arranged a task for "Jihuan":
"There are a lot of guys queuing outside. Since you're all here, give them a test by the way. You know how to do it, don't you? You don't have to do too much, it's almost enough to arrange ten people, and you spend the rest of the time in the yard. Sweep, wash and wash my clothes for me, and then make a meal or something, just spare ribs, and I will find someone to send me a monster that is suitable for braised pork ribs."
After arranging the Datong task, the old monster ran away in a hurry.
Mr. Zin Moffett Fairzaha, who has never had a chance to speak: …
Soon, the first monster who came to do the test knocked on the door and came in.
At the same time, the old monster Adan, who was jumping up and down on different roofs, looked back at where he left.
"Since you took the initiative to come to work for Jihuan, then do his job well."
"It's easy to do."
"It's more troublesome to do."
Thinking to himself, he dialed the phone in his hand: "Hey, didn't you say you wanted to come and talk to us about our new policy a few days ago?"
"You can come over in a while."