The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 81 The Hobby of Spending Money
"I want to go see it today." Sally really hoped that one day she could be like Su Ninglong, having her own little world, not a big place, just a private office.

But for rescue workers, having a private office may be a long and arduous process.

"Hey, why are you ignoring me?"

Sally glared at her classmates, trying to tell them to stop.

"I didn't mention it to give you a way out," Su Ninglong said helplessly, spreading her hands. "A wealthy female boss booked my time in the simulator, and you're too late. Unless you can offer a higher price."

The classroom erupted in an uproar. Who was so bold as to hire a child to tutor them? Weren't they afraid of wasting their time? And now the whole thing was being streamed live. What if they failed? Wouldn't that be incredibly embarrassing?

After the uproar subsided, people began to inquire.

"How old are you to agree to bring people? What if it doesn't work out? Do you want a refund?"

"Speaking of which, how did you apply to join the simulator? Teacher Yun said you have to wait until you're old enough to apply." They all applied together after they turned ten, and then their performance was judged, with the most outstanding ones being selected first.

Other students are evaluated for "excellence" through various assessments, with the best being weeded out.

Whether I can stay or not depends on the days that remain.

Sally, on the other hand, was more stable. She needed money, so she stopped pursuing the hunter route and took another path, having already been admitted to the outer academy, essentially a guaranteed admission.

Sally was proud of her decisiveness, saying, "You can choose to develop in other directions; the school offers many options."

“We are different from you. We are only now changing our development direction. We can declare ourselves unqualified on the spot.”

Seeing her classmates looking like they were determined to fight the hunter, Sally's eyes flashed with doubt.

Su Ninglong had seen everything they said and didn't want to waste time dealing with them. She saw Xingyuan waiting outside out of the corner of her eye, so she immediately jumped down, ran to Xingyuan's side, and told him about the practical class next time.

Xingyuan: "I've also been notified that I will prepare all the necessary items for you."

The assistant is getting better and better at handling things, and has completely become her thoughtful life manager.

The students in the class were still chattering away, and those who were forgetful had long forgotten about Su Ninglong leading the class and were now discussing the feasibility of forming a team to enter the dungeon.

Some students asked Sally which account Suninglong had, wanting to see her performance in the dungeon before asking her to lead a team.

"Who would hire a kid? She's bluffing. How can you believe her?" Will left with the two people who had teamed up with him in the simulator, walking with a brisk pace. He thought gloomily, he didn't believe that he could keep up with that little brat Su Ninglong even after constantly entering the simulator.

Sally was annoyed that these people misinterpreted her good intentions, making her feel that she had done something wrong and bothered Su Ninglong.

So he kept quiet and planned to go to Suninglong's warehouse after school to help out and make up for what he had said wrong.

After several days of hard work, most of the work at the warehouse has been completed, and the rest does not require the children's help.

Charlie lay on the tree stump, scratching his head as he did his homework. He would scratch his head and rub his workbook, making it hard to tell whether he was tormenting the homework or the homework was tormenting him.

As soon as get out of class ended, Sally rushed to the foreign teacher's yard.

In a daze, Sally thought she had walked into the warehouse of a large shopping mall having a clearance sale.

The setting sun peeked through the gaps between stacks of express delivery boxes.

"Did you move the post station back home?"

Su Ninglong pointed to the bottles and jars next to her, and then to a stack of blank labels. "The names of the materials are in the delivery box. Open one, report one material, and put it into the container before you can move on to the next one."

It's troublesome, but it has to be done because Suninglong doesn't know the uses of many materials or their properties; they just buy them and leave them unused.

This is the hoarding habit of a weapon refiner: they may not use them, but they cannot live without them.

"How much does it cost to buy so many?" Sally sat on a piece of wood with the bark removed, opened one of the packages, and found small red fruits in a plastic bag.

Softly pronounce the name of the ingredients, "Snow Mountain Red Ribbon Fruit, dried fruit, preferably placed in a glass container."

Su Ninglong wrote down the name of the Snow Mountain Red Ribbon Fruit, and according to the amount of red ribs, she chose a glass bottle of suitable size, labeled it, and put all the red ribs into it.

"These things aren't expensive in total, only forty or fifty thousand star coins." There's more to come; we're only at the beginning.

The old ancestor's former material warehouse was worth several hundred million high-grade spirit stones. If you were to convert it into star coins to calculate its purchasing power, it would probably exceed one trillion.

Sally clicked her tongue, seemingly forgetting the word "ten thousand" altogether. "You spent all your money here?"

"Yes, my hobbies are quite expensive," Su Ninglong said honestly.

That's incredibly wasteful.

The pragmatic Sally said, "From now on, when I look for a hobby, I will definitely find one that doesn't cost money."

Su Ninglong: "I'll try any hobby that doesn't cost money."

"Let me think about it." Sally pondered as she unpacked the package: "I used to like collecting recyclables along the street. You can sell them for money, or you can recycle them."

Sure enough, hobbies that don't cost money are unlikely to pique the old man's interest.

Su Ninglong simply focused on her work.

As the sun slowly set, wisps of smoke rose from the courtyard to repel mosquitoes.

Charlie, who had been bitten five or six times, took his completed homework to Suninglong for inspection.

Haiyu was still sweeping paint inside the house and didn't have time.

Su Ninglong could tell at a glance that he got eight out of ten questions wrong, a truly dismal record.

"Sigh." Old Ancestor Su had also encountered this type of young cultivator. Some knowledge was beyond their level and they needed to grow up a bit more before they could understand it.

However, Star Alliance Academy clearly requires students to complete subjects before the age of twelve that others take until they are eighteen, which is not friendly to students like Charlie in terms of pace.

Su Ninglong didn't know how to teach, so she handed the task to Sally, asking, "Can you help me out?"

Sally readily agreed.

Haiyu finished the chores in the house and just went out.

"I understand, Sally is amazing."

He thought he was hallucinating, but Charlie was indeed excitedly holding the homework and spinning around, as if he had received a wonderful treasure.

Su Ninglong's lips twitched. Sally had patiently taught her the same problem ten times using different methods.

"Your patience is too good, like a max-level tutor who has accidentally wandered into a newbie village."

“There are eight children in my family, and I help tutor them all. Some of them are a little slow by nature, but I’m used to it.” Sally blushed and waved her hand, feeling that she didn’t deserve such praise.

Haiyu saw a savior, an angel sent from heaven.

He strode forward. "Would you like to be Charlie's tutor? Although I can't pay by the hour, I can give you one hundred star coins as payment if you help Charlie with his homework every night."

Sally mentally calculated a sum of money, and it seemed like it was worth sacrificing her spare time to earn some.

So the two hit it off and decided to meet here every day and use Suninglong's warehouse as a tutoring room.

Charlie is happiest when he comes here every day because he has friends to play with.

Bai Cai landed beside Su Ninglong, calling out, "Fool, fool." Charlie replied, "Don't call yourself a fool, it'll only make you look more foolish."

Chinese cabbage:"……"

Su Ninglong let them have their way. Anyway, the things in her warehouse were expensive to buy, but they couldn't fetch a good price when she sold them.

While waiting for the paint to dry, they were processing Suninglong's packages in the yard. Buying them was a pleasure, but sorting and arranging them neatly required a lot of effort.

I managed to pack everything up before six o'clock on Friday, and put it all under the eaves, covering it with tarpaulin.

……

Returning to Zou's Bar, the bar had changed drastically. Apart from maintaining the style of having no two tables and chairs the same, everything else had changed.

The newly renovated walls are made of smooth, antique-style wood, the bar is all black with silver trim, and an egg-eating machine has been added to the corridor leading to the restrooms.

"Godmother, what is that?"

"It's an Easter egg machine." Zou Shuyi specially added an Easter egg machine there to prevent Su Ninglong from being abducted again.

The back door is an escape exit, and fire safety regulations stipulate that it cannot be locked.

Few people would leave from there, so it would be too perverted to set up a surveillance camera facing the toilet entrance. Zou Shuyi simply set up an Easter egg machine instead.

The egg-themed machine comes with a built-in monitoring system. It automatically activates the monitoring mode whenever someone walks within three meters of it, and it can monitor the direction of the toilet.

In addition to the reasons mentioned above, there is another important change.

The Star Alliance is starting to make money. After all, a large organization can't rely on shareholders' subsidies forever, and it also needs to gradually get the public to accept the existence of the Mystic Spirits.

They came up with a common yet relatively niche way to make money.

"Net hunters, hunters, and ordinary people from outside the Star Alliance who want to watch the live stream in the simulator need to buy an admission ticket."

Zou Shuyi pointed to the gashapon machine and lowered her voice: "I have three hundred free viewing slots here every month. Make the most of them. Customers who spend three thousand star coins in the bar in a day can play the gashapon machine once. There are one thousand gashapon inside."

Three thousand Star Coins a day? The most expensive cocktail in the shop is only 888. You have to drink four of them to get one twist. That's so expensive.

How many Star Coins does an admission ticket cost?

Now that you get to the point, if the price is too low, it will attract too many viewers at once.

Star Alliance wants to proceed gradually, so it targets the middle class and above as its consumer group.

"A ticket costs 3,800 yuan, and you can only watch for a maximum of five hours each day."

Xingyuan: "How many copies were sold?"

"Only 300 coupons are available each day, and all the coupons for the week have been snapped up." Zou Shuyi pointed to the machine behind her. "Now only the machine behind me is left, and I've stipulated that it can only be turned 30 times a day."

Thirty times three thousand star coins equals ninety thousand star coins a day.

Even after deducting costs and taxes, it's still a lot.

Su Ninglong hugged her godmother's leg and asked, "Can I buy two more bags of potato chips?"

She twirled her fingers around the hem of Zou Shuyi's clothes. "We need to order some super delicious takeout. Yuan Ge vomited bile today. He needs to rest and needs to replenish his energy."

Xingyuan, who had already recovered, was speechless for a moment.

"I shouldn't have let you know what gashapon does." Zou Shuyi pinched the girl's cheeks and pulled them apart, turning her originally sharp jawline into a rounded curve.

The skin is like the flesh of a peeled lychee, freshly picked from the branch, and exudes a milky fragrance with the slightest touch.

This little darling is getting more and more beautiful.

Despite her feigned disgust, Zou Shuyi's body language betrayed her, and she picked up Su Ninglong. "What do you want to eat? Let's make it clear first, I just settled the cost of renovating the bathroom, and the custom-made wooden bar counter still owes me the final payment..."

"I understand, godmother. I'm also setting up my own warehouse, and I've spent a lot of points on it."

Zou Shuyi was stunned. "How many points did you spend?"

"Not much, maybe two thousand points," Su Ninglong whispered.

"What?" Zou Shuyi raised her voice, feeling as if countless bees were buzzing in her head.

Two thousand points, that's two hundred thousand, isn't it?
"Did she really use that much?" Zou Shuyi asked Xingyuan, who was standing next to her.

Xingyuan nodded, "She spent all the money she's earned over these past few days, and I believe she knows how to manage it."

"Sense of propriety?" Su Ninglong was raised by her, so how could she not know what Su Ninglong meant by "sense of propriety"? She had no concept of saving money at all. If she hadn't always looked like she was struggling financially, Su Ninglong would have emptied her wallet directly.

Zou Shuyi's eyes blazed with anger. "Xingyuan has been too gentle with you. You've been so unruly. You can't just squander the money you earn."

Su Ninglong felt like she was about to lose her backside. "I didn't squander the money. I'm cultivating my hobbies and interests so I can earn money to support you in the future."

Zou Shuyi gently lowered her raised hand. Who could refuse a child's request to earn money to support themselves?

"Order your own takeout and treat me to a meal with your own money."

"Godmother, you're so mean, but I still love you. I don't care about the money, I only care about you. You can't even afford decent takeout. Haven't you been taking good care of yourself all this time...?"

"Little tea spirit." Zou Shuyi squatted down and kissed her, then transferred 1,000 star coins to her to buy things.

She also said that Xingyuan was too gentle with Su Ninglong, and that she was the one who indulged her excessively.

Seeing the mother and daughter being so affectionate, a customer teased, "Little Zou, Ninglong is definitely your biological daughter; their smiles are exactly the same."

Zou Shuyi put one hand on her hip and said, "Did you think before you said that? Do I look like I've had a child? I'm still looking to keep a handsome young man as a mistress, don't ruin my reputation."

Zou Shuyi wore a cropped top that revealed her midriff and made eye-catching faces today. While others wore sexy outfits, she only exuded a cool and aloof vibe.

Her waist was completely free of excess fat, and even had a muscular curve, but she didn't deliberately sculpt it, so the lines weren't obvious.

"Hahaha, didn't you keep someone as a mistress?" the guest said, pointing at Xingyuan.

Su Ninglong picked up a plate of potato wedges that Lao Shi had just baked and slowly put them into her mouth.

Looking at Xingyuan and then at Zou Shuyi, they seem like a perfect match in terms of looks alone, but when it comes to relationships, compatibility is key.

The godmother and the stay-at-home dad have spent less than a month together in total. It's absolutely impossible for the two of them to have a romantic relationship right now.

And indeed, Xingyuan and Zou Shuyi looked at each other in bewilderment.

Zou Shuyi: No, the baby's dad is too flashy.

Xingyuan: No, that's not right, it's like an office romance.

Zou Shuyi said, "Pah, Ning Long, if he keeps talking nonsense, you talk to him."

The guests kept quiet, but the little brat would come over to chat whenever he wanted to drink in peace, spouting all sorts of gossip. He was so talkative that he would unknowingly entice people to drink a few more glasses, and his allowance might be gone.

Su Ninglong dropped the potato wedges in her hand with a thud, stunned: "Do you think I'm your dog?"