"In terms of accommodation, because there is no single dormitory to arrange... what, what did you say?"
Teddy spoke on his own, and only after half of his words came out of his mouth did he regain his senses.
Immediately, the student council president of St. Mungo's College completely ignored etiquette, turned around, kneeled and sat in the co-pilot position, looked at Jason, and kept confirming in his mouth: "Really ?"
"Um."
For the sake of providing three meals, Jason nodded loudly.
"That's great!"
The female student council president couldn't help but cheer.
She originally thought that she would need to pay more to hire Jason.
I didn't expect that it was just the treatment of an associate professor. No, an associate professor has a separate dormitory, but Jason doesn't need it. He only needs to pay a salary and provide three meals.
Thinking about it this way, it’s a great deal!
Teddy didn't mean to belittle the associate professor.
It's just that in St. Mungo's, associate professors are common.
But directing actual combat
not a single one.
The female pastry chef on the side looked at her excited friend, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something.
But in the end, after looking at Jason with anticipation in his eyes, he chose to remain silent.
Some things are unfounded.
still…
Good personal experience.
The female pastry chef comforted herself silently.
After the preliminary agreement was reached, Teddy couldn't help asking Jason.
"Mr. Jason, what do you know?"
"Fighting, shooting, horsemanship and cooking."
Now that he agreed, Jason would naturally not go back on his word. He spoke out all the knowledge and skills he could teach.
"Very good!"
"Although St. Mungo's College has some fighting skills, it is more of a training nature, and it is difficult to have actual combat skills."
"Equestrianism, we have been in touch again."
"If I shoot, I will find a way to apply to the school."
"cooking?"
"Is it food from the battlefield?"
The female student council president became more and more excited.
She found that her decision to hire Jason was too wise.
She didn't expect Jason to be so comprehensive, especially in cooking. She couldn't wait to try the food on the battlefield.
"um, yes."
Jason nodded frankly.
The food he got was all hunted in battle, so what's wrong with saying it was battlefield food
Moreover, he tried not to eat it raw.
Cooked most of the time.
After adding seasoning, it is also very delicious.
"I'll help you with the formalities tomorrow. On the 3rd, you can enter the academy by yourself."
"On weekends, St. Mungo's College also provides three meals for single staff."
The president of the female student council said.
Before returning to the 'Watchdog Bakery', Jason quietly listened to the other party's narration about the entire St. Mungo's College.
I have a new understanding of the whole college.
"goodbye."
"I will send the special appointment certificate and certificate tomorrow."
Teddy waved goodbye as Jason and the pastry girl got out of the car.
"See you tomorrow."
Female pastry chef smiling goodbye.
Then, looking at the sun that was already setting in the west, he walked into his shop full of vigor.
The surrounding police lines have all been removed, and the glass has been quickly installed under Edward's order, and some cracked walls are also being repaired.
There are plenty of raw materials in the pastry house, no need to buy.
However, before making the pastries, the female pastry chef brought Jason up to the second floor.
There are three rooms on both sides of the second floor.
Two small ones and one big one.
There is another one at the end of the corridor.
"This is my room with Evelyn."
"This is the room of my dead parents."
"I'll clean up, you live here temporarily."
The female pastry chef pointed to the big room and said.
"Where is it?"
Jason didn't move, but pointed to the room at the end of the corridor.
"There's the utility room, it's a mess..."
"I live there."
Jason interrupted the female pastry chef and walked straight to the room at the end of the corridor.
Live in the room of the deceased parent
Jason's principles prevented him from doing it.
The two sides had no more contact before this, and the other party was able to let him stay temporarily because of various reasons.
He shouldn't push himself.
Therefore, the utility room is the best choice.
The female pastry chef looked at Jason who pushed open the door of the utility room and started tidying up, a little dazed.
She felt more and more that Jason was different.
Then, she thought of the most different thing about Jason——
can eat!
"I'm going to make dinner."
Thinking of Jason's appetite, the female pastry chef said, and immediately turned and went downstairs.
Jason tidied up the utility room in front of him, which was much larger than he imagined, without looking up.
Boxes and boxes of good sundries are piled up, occupying most of the space in the utility room.
The rest is a table and chairs.
There is a lamp on the table.
There are drawers under the table.
not locked.
Jason raised his hand and touched the table.
A thick layer of ash.
But there is not much dust on the chair.
"Has anyone ever sat and rested here?"
Jason thought.
This is not a strange thing. When tidying up the utility room, it is common sense to sit down and rest when you are tired, especially for two girls with average physical strength.
Therefore, the table is full of dust and the chairs are less dusty.
Jason, who didn't think much about it, began to move the boxes.
He needs to make room for a blanket.
If possible, he hopes to use these boxes full of sundries to build a simple bed.
This is no simple matter.
He needs to make sure that the box is strong and that there is enough space.
And the latter is especially important.
After two attempts, Jason couldn't help but look at the desk.
There is no doubting the sturdiness of the desk.
The height is equivalent to stacking two boxes, and books or bricks can be placed on slightly uneven places.
Thinking of this, Jason acted immediately.
He hugged the desk vertically, ready to move.
But when his hand reached behind the desk, he felt his fingers touch something else.
Hard and thick.
Kraft paper
Jason was taken aback.
With a little force, he moved the entire desk out of its position against the wall.
Turning around, I saw a kraft paper bag taped to the back of the desk.
After careful inspection, Jason raised his hand after confirming that there was no danger.
Stab.
Pull the tape, and the kraft paper bag is pulled off.
The kraft paper bag was not sealed, and Jason, who was holding the paper bag, could clearly see the densely packed small notes inside.
It is the kind of paper that is not a complete piece of paper, but a small piece of paper that is torn.
It is thick and stacked, supporting the entire kraft paper bag.
Jason frowned, and poured out the little notes.
I saw the same text written on each note—
Don't trust my sister!
Don't trust my sister!
Don't trust my sister!
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