These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 66: Happy New Year

Ning Zheng felt deeply moved. It is not easy to be the owner of a manor!

Fortunately, Jiucairong is reliable.

He rejected all the chaotic suggestions for ancestor worship put forward by the members of the villa's board of directors.

If it weren't for his hard work in managing the villa, no one knows what would have become of the entire villa.

Especially you, Su Yu Niang!

You are smart, but you are also the most unreliable.

With such a huge food safety issue, they wanted to cut corners while the old manager of the villa was away, just to save those chickens and ducks?
Just when Ning Zheng wanted to continue praising Jiucai Rong.

Jiucairong thought for a moment and spoke ambiguously:

"In order to save money, let's not talk about offering gutter meat and stinky tofu to our ancestors."

He paused, and glanced around sharply, "I think we should make this magic weapon first. If we can't make it before tomorrow, then it's useless to think about it."

Su Yu Niang's expression suddenly became serious. "This will be handled by my enchanter team. I will immediately take those three Ganoderma lucidum and lead them to open the three flowers!"

Dao Jiujiu exhaled, "If she can produce an enchanter, I will immediately lead the blacksmith team to forge iron and try to get the magic weapon out before tomorrow."

The God of Cookery also began to express his opinion, saying seriously:

"If Dao Jiujiu can make a meat field magic tool, I will immediately lead the chef team, hang on the steel cable, go to the bottom of the dormitory to cultivate, plant, and test the characteristics of the ingredients."

"After all, gutter meat is probably similar to gutter oil. I am best at using heavy oil and ingredients to cover up the odor of the ingredients."

He added:

"Yes, but I personally think there will be no peculiar smell, just like many rural areas still use farmyard manure, and the vegetables don't have any smell. On the contrary, they are more delicious if they are pure and natural. I suggest that everyone should not resist and look at food rationally."

Everyone immediately started discussing how to make the Routian magic weapon.

Ning Zheng sat in the courtyard under the villa, expressionless: So, Jiucairong, what are you doing?
At this time, there were also a lot of people brushing from the audience's perspective.

"It's so funny, these shady merchants! They are so eager to cut corners, how come they suddenly become a duck rescue relay?"

"I am deeply saddened. I pity my ancestor."

"Old Ancestor: This meat is so delicious! My longing for this meat is like taking a laxative, I poop again and again."

"Woo woo woo, old steward, please come out and take care of them quickly."

"But I like this septic tank. They actually thought of this technology and completely solved the problem of going to the toilet. This is a real R toilet (funny)"

Ning Zheng watched them go crazy and silently turned off the entire view.

I sighed inwardly that it was a good thing I was watching it myself.

As expected, they had another accident.

Sitting in the courtyard, he sat in a rocking chair, listening to the wind swaying the trees around him, gazing at the mountains in the distance, and began to silently calculate the consequences of this matter.

Even if Jiucai Rong gave in, he would not allow such a wicked
At least not in the short term.

This is no joke.

He wanted to test the ashes of his ancestors and the status of the three tombs outside the village.

Naturally, all aspects must be prepared and no loopholes should be left.

Otherwise, if the people in the entire villa were exposed as not being biological children, the villa would be destroyed and everyone would die.

They were wasting time because they didn't know the inside story and the truth, and they didn't know that the owner of the villa had long since turned out to be a fake, but Ning Zheng couldn't afford to be wasting time.

That’s why supervision is needed.

Of course, their intention to save money for the owner of the manor is worthy of praise!
Ning Zheng thinks it is not impossible to gradually change the ingredients if there is no problem after a few worships.

After all, they are not really your ancestors.

It’s good to have something to eat.

He just tried to be perfunctory and had no intention of pitying the other party at all.

noon.

The whole villa was immersed in a sense of surprise.

Many blacksmiths who wanted to participate in the ancestor worship activities took advantage of today to urgently open three flowers, preparing to change their jobs to human beings after death so that they could have the possibility to worship their ancestors.

But they are all short of money.

Many people have not yet repaid their previous 20-coin loan, and now have to borrow again, with interest compounded.

Let them love and hate Jiucai Rong.

As for the increased probability of embers appearing with 50 magic coins?

They can't afford the loan.

This resulted in the current embers still consisting of only three people: Yanhua, Su Yu Niang, and the Medical Fairy.

Just when everyone was preparing to plant more spiritual roots and bloom three flowers.

Su Yu Niang comes out strongly:
"Family members, stop cultivating the mixed spiritual roots from pirated games! I have free genuine low-grade spiritual roots, which cost a full 100 magic coins, and I will give them to you enchanters who have opened three flowers for free."

When everyone heard this, they immediately felt that this woman was vicious.

Free low-grade spiritual root meat Lingzhi? ×

Become a cleaning tool in the toilet? √
I don’t even want it! They already have the visual sense.

In the dormitory, the blacksmiths were using the toilet while pointing to the bottom of the meat field which was countless meters deep:
"Isn't that a meat field made from XXX's bones? He ate a lot today. He has a good appetite."

This was simply an instant social death in the villa.

For players, they are not afraid of death from forging magic weapons, but they are afraid of social death.

Whenever I see a self-purification device for a septic tank, I will think of someone. Su Yu Niang felt a little sorry that everyone didn't fall for it, so she raised the stakes again:
"You get 100 magic coins for free, and you can donate another 30, no, 50 magic coins. What are you waiting for?"

Some people were tempted, but still refused decisively.

Although the money is good, they don't want to die socially. If they work hard for a month, they can get 50 money, but social death is a lifelong thing.

Su Yu Niang suddenly had a huge headache.

I never expected that the first step of this Ganoderma lucidum would get stuck?

But she was smart after all. She counted the number of people who were going to open the three flowers to earn money from the human race, and said, "How about a lottery? 25 people, randomly draw a lucky person."

"As long as you participate in the lottery, everyone will be rewarded with 5 Fa coins. Don't you believe in your luck? It's highly likely that you won't win. As long as you participate in the lottery, you will get 5 Fa coins for free."

Su Yu Niang seemed like a reincarnated succubus, tempting:
"At the same time, friends who have won the lottery should not be afraid, because even if you win, no one will know it is you who won."

"We poked your eyes out and threw you into a house. Everyone got a random spiritual root while blindly looking at it, and it blossomed into three flowers right away."

"The spectators will be blinded and unable to see. Afterwards, everyone will commit suicide on the spot and jump into the incinerator to destroy the evidence. Then the blacksmith team will enter. No one will know who won the jackpot. You won't even know that you won. You've already been beaten into a magical weapon."

Everyone began to be interested.

Damn it.

This cunning woman is simply a devil.

Five French coins.

No one believes that they are unlucky, and even if someone is infected, no one knows that it is them.

"I did it."

"This European Emperor applies to fight."

"It's all about excitement."

A group of people signed up enthusiastically.

Thus, a very difficult problem was solved easily.

The other blacksmiths who were watching sighed that this bitch Su Yu Niang was indeed quite capable.

This batch of enchanters who planted three flowers in blind boxes began.

At dusk, magical weapons began to emerge. One corpse was used to forge three magic swords that could grow flesh and blood. They could grow flesh and blood by absorbing flesh and blood and various nutrients.

All I can say is that this sword is useless in combat.

The God of Cookery could not have imagined that these people were so fast and efficient. They were indeed veterans in various professions doing time-limited tasks. He gritted his teeth and started to plant the meat field.

This meat field is not the great circulation of the five bodies.

There is only oneness.

Because it cannot be revived, it will probably be exhausted in less than half a month.

But no one cares about this.

Everyone's original intention was to accumulate experience and make one first to see what the situation was.

In the future, let a person practice to the point of the Five-Body Circulation, and then make it into a real meat field instrument, which can be used as a cleaning filter for a relatively long time.

The God of Cookery was a little scared:
"Fortunately it's easier than I thought. I don't have to go down and lay the meat field myself. I can just connect a chain and throw it into the nutrient-rich pool. I hope something good will grow tomorrow."

He admitted that he had boasted a little loudly before.

The louder you boasted before, the more cowardly you are now. Who would really want to be a poop scooper? It’s scary just thinking about it.

"Medical Fairy, I'm dizzy. Keep an eye on me in the middle of the night and see what happens tomorrow."

It was almost seven o'clock in the evening when everything was done. Jiucairong and others had been busy all day, so they went offline directly to prepare for tomorrow's grand ancestor worship.

The next morning.

Ning Zheng got up very early, as today was the official day for celebrating the New Year at the villa.

Although this year is a few days later than outside.

He climbed up the mountain slowly and saw from afar the villa decorated with lights and full of joy.

A group of people rushed to light firecrackers and put up banners.

Some people used homemade glue to stick the couplets together, while others held a simple lion head and performed the lion dance, jumping around on a pole and practicing continuously.

Today’s process is simple.

We set off firecrackers at the villa to celebrate, prepared the team, and went to worship our ancestors in a lively manner.

Arriving at the entrance of the villa, Ning Zheng saw someone had written a couplet in front of the sign at the entrance. Two rows of characters written in a flamboyant style were on both sides of the villa:
[The candle is extinguished, but the burning soul and will remain]

[Life is cast into a furnace, and swords, spears, and halberds will continue to be created]

"How cool! If you fix the door head a bit, it will instantly have the majestic and epic feel of an ancient prehistoric building. It's a pity that the merchant lady can't see it."

"Hey, the merchant sister will come back to buy the blind box after a while, don't worry."

Crackling.

The firecrackers rang again, and flames flew everywhere.

Ning Zheng also began to speak under the gaze of everyone:

"Today is the Chinese New Year. It is also the first Chinese New Year for the blacksmiths who signed the ten-year employment contract in the villas in the past ten years."

“I hope everyone will treat the villa as their own home and work together to make the villa better and make it the world-famous No. 1 villa.”

After saying that, Ning Zheng lit the firecrackers hanging at the entrance of the villa and then lit the fireworks.

The blacksmiths below also began to applaud enthusiastically.

(End of this chapter)