Nongmen Space: Metaphysics Xiaofubao Skillfully Farming

Chapter 167 Continually Probing
The sleeping place is a full bunk, just a simple bed made of wooden boards, with some cushions already spread on it, it is not particularly comfortable, but it looks clean.

The others are some cabinets for storing luggage and tables for placing things. The conditions are a bit difficult, but for him, the good and the bad are almost the same, as long as there is a place to sleep.

Even if there is no place to sleep, he can find a suitable place outside.

"It's already very good here, I can clean up the rest by myself, girl, let's go to work first." Jiang He put down the package he brought, and chose the outermost seat.

"Well, you should rest first." Mei Lanju smiled. The people who have come to look for work recently are pretty good. They are all easy to serve. rest assured.

She glanced down at Jiang He's trousers.

He was wearing a pair of short cloth shoes with many scuff marks on them. I don't know if it was because of his tall stature that even his ankles were exposed, making his trousers look a bit short.

"Jiang He, if you don't mind, I can bring some rags and help you connect the hem of your trousers. I think your trousers are a little short." Mei Lanju said kindly, and then she was afraid that he would be in trouble, so she said more said a word.

"You are so tall, it must be hard to buy clothes. No wonder you can only wear clothes that don't fit. I thought my cousin was tall enough, but I didn't expect you to be taller than him."

Jiang He was a little moved in his heart, he had never expected to experience such concern on the first day.

Because of his tall stature, there were never any ready-made clothes in the cloth shop that he could wear.

When training in the dark guard camp before, the clothes were all specially customized, so he didn't need to bother at all.

Now in order to disguise his identity, he specially found a set of coarse linen clothes, but it is really hard to find a coarse linen suit that fits his figure. After finally finding a set, he can only expose his ankles, which looks very unsightly.

It's like having no money to make clothes.

He scratched his head in embarrassment and said thank you.

Mei Lanju quickly waved her hand: "As long as you work hard, these are trivial matters. You should clean up first. If you have anything to do, you can come to me."

After explaining, Mei Lanju went back to the recruitment office next to Yuan Yuan, waiting for the next person to inquire.

Just after leaving for a while, Yuan Yuan was communicating with another person at this time, and it seemed that he was also here to apply for a worker.

"Brother Song, where did you see our job advertisement?" Yuan Yuan smiled sweetly, making one's heart soften just looking at it, and Song Zhao answered her question without thinking.

"What is the advertisement you are talking about? Do you mean the recruitment notice? I saw your wooden board outside the town, which said that you are looking for a job, so I came here to see if there is any job for me to do."

Yuan Yuan nodded thoughtfully, what he said didn't look like a lie, the missing piece of wood actually ran outside the town, and it was unknown who took it out.

"What we do here is all physical work. Seeing that his figure is weakening, Brother Song actually wants to work here?" She looked him up and down.

Song Zhao's stature was indeed no worse than Jiang He's, and even a little weaker than ordinary farmers.

"Don't look at me like this. In fact, I'm quite strong. I don't think you are short of a man. I'm here to apply for a cook. I still have great confidence in my cooking skills. If you want to check it out, you can do it. "

Song Zhao is more good at talking than Jiang He.

Yuan Yuan was suspicious of Jiang He just now, so he will ask more questions now.

"Then why didn't Brother Song go to the restaurant to apply for the job? You are so confident in your cooking skills. Shouldn't the restaurant be a better place?"

The smile on Song Zhao's face did not change, and he answered Yuan Yuan's words skillfully: "You don't know about this. The restaurant is good, but the food there is very exquisite. I just want to try it and see how the big pot rice is. Do it, that's why I came here."

There are no loopholes in his words, he just wants to experience a big pot of rice, that's why he came here to be a cook here, and he really can't experience it in other places.

"The conditions here are very difficult. I don't know if Brother Song can persist." Yuan Yuan had a small face, and Song Zhao looked really thin, not like a person who could endure hardship.

Song Zhao continued to answer fluently: "When I was a child, I grew up eating a variety of meals. I was not afraid of hardship or tiredness. That is because I received a lot of favors from others, so I wanted to try cooking big pot meals."

"So that's the case, Brother Song, can I have a look at your hands?" Yuan Yuan made his last request.

Song Zhao didn't refuse, and slowly spread out his hand, and he also asked some doubts in his heart: "Well... what's wrong with my hand?"

Yuan Yuan glanced at the tiger's mouth, there is no callus like Jiang He, he has never held a sword, but there are many other calluses in the palm of his hand, as for his palmistry...

"Actually, I can read a little bit of palm reading. Brother Song's previous fate seems to have had many ups and downs."

Song Zhao was stunned for a moment, and forced a smile: "Yeah, I've been living without a fixed place, I hope I can live a little more peacefully in the future."

This can only be expected, but a peaceful life is the hardest thing for them to obtain.

If they can't protect their master well, how can they live a peaceful life with peace of mind.

"You will get what you want." Judging from the palmistry, his luck is in the future. "But Brother Song, why are there so many calluses on your hands?"

Song Zhao rubbed his hands, and responded to her without fear: "You said this, I often carry pots and pans, and they have been ground over time, so it's good, with cocoons, my hands won't be hot when carrying pots! "

He didn't hesitate to speak, and he didn't leak anything. Either what he said was true, or he had a strong psychological quality.

Song Zhao looked like an ordinary person looking for a job.

The cousin hasn't come back yet, Yuan Yuan can still chat with him for a while.

"Brother Song's accent doesn't sound like someone from our side, could he be from the capital?" Yuan Yuan continued to ask him.

On the contrary, it is somewhat similar to Nie Mingli when speaking, there is no special accent.

Song Zhao smiled: "This is just a little special hobby of mine. I usually have nothing to do, so I like to learn other people's accents. I just think the capital's accent is nice, so I speak like this. If you don't believe me, I can use accents from other places." speak with an accent."

He spoke with a capital accent for the first half of the sentence, and then suddenly changed to another accent for the second half of the sentence. It turned out to be very easy to switch back and forth like this.

Yuan Yuan nodded in admiration, quite powerful, with a skill, but Yuan Yuan felt that with this skill, he might as well be a storyteller, why bother to do this kind of coolie?
Mei Lanju came back at this time, got to know Song Zhao better, and felt that Song Zhao's qualifications were good, and he was suitable for the job.

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