Witch, don't be so lazy

Anke felt his remaining magic power and his stomach growling with hunger.

Finally, I put down the pen reluctantly.

Take a look at the proficiency panel.

[Magic Scroll Making: 96/500/Beginner]

Okay.

Anke was in a good mood and even the boiled potatoes on the plate seemed delicious.

He swept away the food like a whirlwind, then placed the calming incense in the place and lit it.

She now had to sigh that the support provided by Teacher Mott was really timely.

Meditating at home can restore your magic power while improving your meditation proficiency, killing two birds with one stone.

Wait until you are completely exhausted, then lie down and sleep soundly, and you won’t even have to worry about insomnia.

……

In the central area of ​​Xueshan Town, in the castle of the Aleman family.

There was a gentle knock on the door.

Hahn, who was sitting cross-legged inside practicing, suddenly opened his eyes: "Who?"

The valet replied respectfully, "Young Master, it's time for dinner."

"come in."

Hearing this, the butler pushed open the door, followed by a group of servants, holding various auxiliary items in their hands, replacing the things in the room.

Haan stopped them, "No need to change. My meditation technique is about to break through. I'll keep the extra items for now and give them to my followers later."

"So soon?" The servant was surprised and delighted: "The master will definitely be very happy when he finds out."

Hahn was very proud, but he pretended to be calm. "In a year, I have reached the mastery level of meditation. I think it's not bad."

"If you say that, I'm afraid you'll piss off the other nobles to death." The servant smiled and shook his head. "This is probably a unique achievement for Xueshan County. Even in Asda City, it would still rank among the best."

The other servants followed suit to congratulate him.

Hahn tried hard, but in the end he couldn't suppress the upward curve of his lips. He smirked for a while, then suddenly thought, "By the way, did the castle guards receive the contract today?"

"Yes, three copies in total." The servant handed over the scroll at the right time.

"Three?" Hahn was stunned and flipped through the scrolls a few times. "There's still one missing. It's about that girl named An Ke. Has anyone from another family approached her?"

"No." The servant was very sure, "Because you are here this year, the other nobles are very sensible and will not interfere in the affairs of the school."

"What would happen then?" Hahn wondered.

"Excuse me, this is most likely a ploy to inflate one's status," the servant replied. "It's happened before. Poor people have deliberately delayed in the hope of obtaining better terms. I hope you can understand that many people lack self-awareness."

"That makes sense." Hahn nodded. "But we can't let her get away with it. Go tell the guard to wait for the contract to be delivered and let it hang out for a while. This will give her a chance to admire the snowy scenery around the castle."

"Excellent decision." The servant bowed with a smile.

……

It was a very regular weekend.

Anke lives a daily routine: desk-kitchen-bed.

From the moment he opens his eyes in the morning, he draws magic scrolls, meditates, eats, sleeps, and occasionally stretches and rubs his back. His diligence is even greater than when he worked overtime under the watchful eyes of his boss in his previous life.

Even Anke herself couldn't help but be surprised. If she had been so proactive when she was in school and doing internship in her previous life, she probably wouldn't have to worry about losing so much hair when looking for a job.

But since I have already traveled through time, there is no point in thinking about these things. I should just work hard to live a good new life.

The results of two days of hard work are also very gratifying.

[Magic Scroll Making: 448/500/Beginner]

[Basic Meditation Method: 992/1000/Skilled]

The progress is almost there, it's time to think about the next step.

……

On Sunday, the night deepened.

Hans glanced at the street. It was cold and there were hardly any pedestrians. It was obvious that there was no business to do, so he simply lowered the shutter halfway in advance and started packing up.

Not long after I cleaned up, I suddenly heard rhythmic knocking on the door.

Hans glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, his face suddenly darkened, and he pretended not to hear it.

The knock on the door persisted.

Hans shouted angrily, "The shop is closed!"

He stopped what he was doing and was about to close the shutter door completely, but in a flash, the little girl came in with the cold wind.

An Ke had dark circles under her eyes but a smile on her face. She was about to speak when she suddenly felt a hand grabbing the back of her neck.

Hans's voice came to my ears: "You are not welcome here."

When did he jump to the back? This old man is so fast...

An Ke was startled. When she heard what the other party said, she quickly waved the thing in her hand: "Wait, look at this..."

Hans had no intention of paying any attention to her. He just wanted to throw the guy in front of him away, but the thing was swaying in front of his face, and it was hard not to see it.

He sneered, "A mediocre cleaning spell scroll, what's so special about it?"

"I drew this!" Anke replied loudly.

Hans paused for a moment as he was about to exert force, then continued, "You're kidding! Who knows where you got it from? Are you trying to fool me like you did last time?"

"Really? I drew all these scrolls!" An Ke showed all the papyri in her arms. "Look! Even the paper styles are from your shop!"

Hans was stunned. The paper was indeed the style from his store.

But the old man immediately reacted and questioned: "Maybe you called someone else for help."

After hearing this, An Ke understood that the matter was settled.

Because both of them knew very well that which capable scroll maker would be so bored as to take a salary that was less than one-third of the market price?

It just needs more direct evidence and more value to be demonstrated.

Encore didn't hesitate at all: "Absolutely authentic! I can do it live!"

"Row."

Sure enough, Hans let go of his hand and turned to pick up something from the shelf.

The familiar three-piece set: papyrus, quill, and scroll of the cleaning spell.

They all placed it in front of the little girl.

An Ke was very tactful. Without any nonsense, he sat down and started working directly.

Old man Hans was staring at them from the side, but after a while, he subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

This time it’s actually true.

The skillful brushwork and precise distribution of magic power fully demonstrate the artist's skills.

Although in Hans' eyes, the entire painting process had no special features and was at best the level of a skilled craftsman, but if he remembered correctly, the other party's performance last time was really terrible.

The change is so big?

Could it be that she hadn't lied before, and that she really came from a well-educated family and had been studying scroll drawing for a long time, and that she was simply too nervous last time and didn't perform well?

When the encore was finished, Hans calculated the time in his mind for a while and found that it was nearly half of the time last time.

Is it true that Lu Dad is A without eight zeros and another (five)?

The old man thought for a moment and then casually pulled out another scroll from the shelf: "This is the Flash Magic Scroll. Try it again."

Drawing an unfamiliar scroll can better reflect the level of the maker.

"it is good."

An Ke agreed immediately and spread out the scroll of flash magic, carefully examining the patterns on it, feeling the corresponding distribution of magic power, and then buried his head again.

Hans watched carefully from the side.

Obviously, Encore's speed slowed down a lot due to the temporary replacement of the new scroll, but each stroke was still solid and the magic output was also stable.

The basic skills are quite good.

After all, the proficiency panel is clearly displayed.

[Magic Scroll Making: 16/1000/Skilled]

How can this not be online?

Done.

An Ke raised her little face: "How is it?"

"Not bad, you have the basic skills." Hans nodded, "You passed."

He turned behind the counter and took out a piece of paper, which was the work contract, and pushed it in front of the little girl.

But unexpectedly, Anke shook his head.

"Aren't you here to apply for a job?" Hans was a little surprised.

"Yes and no."

An Ke looked at Hans, who looked confused, and changed the subject, "What do you think of my performance last time?"

Hans thought for a moment and said, "That's terrible. You look like a complete novice. But now it seems that you were probably too nervous, which led to your poor performance..."

"Do not."

Anke shook her head, stood up and bowed slightly to Hans to express her apology, "I'm sorry, I lied to you before."

Then, in the old man's suddenly wide eyes, she explained the whole story in detail.

From needing gold coins to learn magic, to the idea of ​​looking for investment, and finally to the two days and two nights of practice, there was no reservation except for omitting the matters with Hahn and the Winter Guild.

After all, there is no point in hiding it. The original owner's family background and deeds can be easily investigated clearly, and taking the initiative to tell it can also show one's sincerity.

Hans looked incredulous. "So you've never tried scroll painting before?"

"Yes."

"It only took you two days to reach your current level?"

"Correct."

"Why should I trust you?"

"It's very simple. Just ask around on the street and you'll understand. No matter how many generations ago, my family has had anything to do with magic, let alone making scrolls. It's not even taught in school. No one would tell such a stupid lie."

Encore blinked her big eyes with a sincere look on her face.

She continued, "So you can be absolutely confident that with my demonstrated talent, even in crafting magic scrolls, I can definitely bring you an excessive return. This is definitely a deal that won't lose you money."

This is a definitely profitable investment, and no businessman with a bit of common sense would refuse it.

Hans said nothing, but just looked up and down at the little girl in front of him.

After a while, he shook his head and said, "The amount of gold coins you asked for in one go is not a small amount—"

The old man deliberately stretched out his voice.

An Ke saw through the other party's intentions at a glance: "Hey, it's not fair to raise the price!"

"Isn't this what businessmen do?" Hans said confidently.

Eyes wide open.

He uttered a "tsk" sound, then asked, "What are your conditions?"

She made up her mind that if she really couldn't reach an agreement, she would try her luck at the Winter Magic Guild. If it was absolutely necessary, she would have to go to Hahn.

However, Hans did not answer immediately.

He suddenly changed the subject and asked, "You just said that you have a high level of attainment in meditation?"

"That's right." Anke paused and scratched his face. "But I'm not sure how to demonstrate it. Live meditation?"