Chapter 335: Five Holy Ones, Qing Family

Yue Jinghua rubbed her eyebrows, and a sense of powerlessness sprang up. It was really bad for her to get started. This was the first team task, and she encountered such a difficult client.
The first taboo of the three mercenaries is encountering difficult clients.
The success or failure of a commissioned task, aside from the strength of the mercenaries, another factor is the client.
Especially this kind of task that also needs to protect the personal safety of the client, a cooperative client can increase the success rate of the task by at least half.
From the moment, the old lady in a black dress, that is, Mrs. Qingyan's temper, must not be better.
Looking at her behavior and crutches again, it proves that her physical condition is normal. Yue Jinghua is already thinking about whether to bring the therapist Weiwei this time, lest the old lady accidentally go halfway and not be attacked by the mysterious beast, she will instead Jue passed.
"Captain, should we go up and mediate?" Seeing Mrs. Qingyan's endless blame, from the inn's food, to the layout here, and finally to the clothing problem of the store's Xiao Er, almost every one can be noticed The details were counted by Mrs. Qingyan.
Just by watching, Yue Jinghua felt scalp tingling.
After much difficulty, Chef Mixiu came out of the kitchen and at the cost of giving away a free "Gastrodia Cordyceps Tea" and preparing another dish suitable for the "elderly" taste, soothed Qingyan Granny's mood.
Seeing that the scene finally restored peace, Yue Jinghua cleared her throat, squeezed out a smile that was suitable for all ages, and stepped forward, greeting him very politely: "This old lady, seeing your good temperament, It is elegant to talk about, and it must be the client of our mission, Mrs. Qingyan. "
Before the words were over, a spoon with a spitting star flew over.
Yue Jinghua flashed immediately, and saw that the old lady Qingyan drank hot soup, her eyelids didn't look at Yue Jinghua, and her nostrils snorted and exhaled: "How did Rowling do anything, did you find such a thing? Politeness, lame mercenaries who don't even understand basic punctuality. "
"Not punctual?" Yue Jinghua saw the old lady Hu's entangled skill, she was patient, pointed to the table and chairs with tea set beside her, "Ms. Qingyan, you have misunderstood, we have come here long ago , But at that time you did not come, old lady, so we first analyzed the route of this mission, and ... "
"Not only do you not understand politeness, you also have a lot of mouths. If you talk a lot, it ’s sophistry. I ’m born with a big belly. I do n’t know how the elders at home taught you.
Granny Qingyan only ate one bite of each dish, she did n’t want to eat more, waved her hands, and sent Yue Jinghua to checkout.
"Checkout? I haven't eaten a bite," Yue Jinghua glared.
Feng didn't regret seeing her right. She dragged Yuejinghua to checkout, and she repeatedly persuaded her.
If this is not careful and the commissioning task is not completed, Yue Jinghua is likely to become the first celebrity in the mercenary world to kill his client due to anger.
"Fifty Xuan Dan, I ate 50 Xuan Dan in one meal," Yue Jinghua held her heart in one hand, feeling that she would be mad at heart disease.
In contrast, the old lady in a black dress, Mrs. Qingyan was taking out a jade whale bone toothpick. She was very carefully picking her teeth and drinking Baiyueting as a gift.
"Patience, this old lady is not simple," Feng said, but she was more angry than Yue Jinghua.
The identity of this old lady is not simple. She comes from the Qing family.
Speaking of the Qing family, you have to trace the history back to the development history of Wusheng Town.
On the Canglong continent, every rising mercenary town is mixed with bitterness and blood tears that are not difficult to say to people.
When the first batch of mercenaries settled in Wusheng Town, it was almost poor and white. With the development of mercenaries alone, Wusheng Town will never reach the scale it is today.
At that time, there was a businessman with a surname of Qing who invested all his net worth in Wusheng Town.
Hot spring resorts, old districts, roads, houses, immigrants, Wusheng Township, after the unremitting management of the Qing family for five generations, have finally risen in the area of ​​the mysterious mountain ridge.
After the rise of Wusheng Town, the Qing family also occupied most of the land in Wusheng Town because of various early investments.
From the fifteenth generation, the Qing family passed from the fifteenth generation to the thirty-sixth generation, that is, Mrs. Qingyan, and there was only one heir.
Mrs. Qingyan was married once and has no children. She is also the current parent of the Qing family. Even Bai Yueting, where Yue Jinghua and others are now, belongs to the Qing family, which is why the owner and everyone of Bai Yueting are right She is polite.
Tyrant, evil landlord.
Qiu Fu's mentality burst into bursts, Yue Jinghua gritted her teeth, no matter what era, the landlord was the greatest enemy of the working people.
Resentment turned to resentment, Yue Jinghua still rationally defeated the urge to kill.
Yuejing Huaqiang Yan Huan laughed and chatted with Mrs. Qingyan: "Ma'am, I wonder what you are going to do to find the secret way to enter the Shuihu Peak?"
"Old lady, I've lived a lot of years, I've been to many places, I haven't been to the landscape near Shuiyu Peak, I just want to go and see," said Mrs. Qingyan, looking at the moon behind Jinghua again The wind didn't regret, "You two people, you can't do it, and you're understaffed. I want three."
"Our mercenaries are all experienced mercenaries. If you see if they are suitable, we can choose another day to start." Yue Jinghua couldn't watch the missions flying away, and quickly spread out the map.
"Let ’s leave this afternoon. I do n’t want the tall man behind you. The suffocation on him is too heavy. I ca n’t sleep well against him. I also need a maid who can cook and take care of my diet. Then, find another one who can cure headaches and brain heat. Three people are enough. The old lady and I have weak nerves and ca n’t have too many people.
Holding your breath too much? Listening to Mrs. Qingyan's evaluation of herself, Feng's expression changed.
A seemingly ordinary old woman even noticed the demon crossbow air carried by Feng Feng Regret?
Yue Jinghua also frowned, and according to Mrs. Qingyan's words, of the three people she wanted, there must be Weiwei and Chixi. As for the other candidate, should it be herself or the wind?
"You are walking with three people, Weiwei and Chixi, and I follow the wind without regrets," the wind whispered to Yue Jinghua's ear.
"No, you two stay and stare at the situation in the town," Yue Jinghua said in a deep voice.
This had to be the case. Yue Jinghua and Mrs. Qingyan wrote the mandate and signed names with each other.
Yue Jinghua rubbed her eyebrows, and a sense of powerlessness sprang up. It was really bad for her to get started. This was the first team task, and she encountered such a difficult client.
The first taboo of the three mercenaries is encountering difficult clients.
The success or failure of a commissioned task, aside from the strength of the mercenaries, another factor is the client.
Especially this kind of task that also needs to protect the personal safety of the client, a cooperative client can increase the success rate of the task by at least half.
From the moment, the old lady in a black dress, that is, Mrs. Qingyan's temper, must not be better.
Looking at her behavior and crutches again, it proves that her physical condition is normal. Yue Jinghua is already thinking about whether to bring the therapist Weiwei this time, lest the old lady accidentally go halfway and not be attacked by the mysterious beast, she will instead Jue passed.
"Captain, should we go up and mediate?" Seeing Mrs. Qingyan's endless blame, from the inn's food, to the layout here, and finally to the clothing problem of the store's Xiao Er, almost every one can be noticed The details were counted by Mrs. Qingyan.
Just by watching, Yue Jinghua felt scalp tingling.
After much difficulty, Chef Mixiu came out of the kitchen and at the cost of giving away a free "Gastrodia Cordyceps Tea" and preparing another dish suitable for the "elderly" taste, soothed Qingyan Granny's mood.
Seeing that the scene finally restored peace, Yue Jinghua cleared her throat, squeezed out a smile that was suitable for all ages, and stepped forward, greeting him very politely: "This old lady, seeing your good temperament, It is elegant to talk about, and it must be the client of our mission, Mrs. Qingyan. "
Before the words were over, a spoon with a spitting star flew over.
Yue Jinghua flashed immediately, and saw that the old lady Qingyan drank hot soup, her eyelids didn't look at Yue Jinghua, and her nostrils snorted and exhaled: "How did Rowling do anything, did you find such a thing? Politeness, lame mercenaries who don't even understand basic punctuality. "
"Not punctual?" Yue Jinghua saw the old lady Hu's entangled skill, she was patient, pointed to the table and chairs with tea set beside her, "Ms. Qingyan, you have misunderstood, we have come here long ago , But at that time you did not come, old lady, so we first analyzed the route of this mission, and ... "
"Not only do you not understand politeness, you also have a lot of mouths. If you talk a lot, it ’s sophistry. I ’m born with a big belly. I do n’t know how the elders at home taught you.
Granny Qingyan only ate one bite of each dish, she did n’t want to eat more, waved her hands, and sent Yue Jinghua to checkout.
"Checkout? I haven't eaten a bite," Yue Jinghua glared.
Feng didn't regret seeing her right. She dragged Yuejinghua to checkout, and she repeatedly persuaded her.
If this is not careful and the commissioning task is not completed, Yue Jinghua is likely to become the first celebrity in the mercenary world to kill his client due to anger.
"Fifty Xuan Dan, I ate 50 Xuan Dan in one meal," Yue Jinghua held her heart in one hand, feeling that she would be mad at heart disease.
In contrast, the old lady in a black dress, Mrs. Qingyan was taking out a jade whale bone toothpick. She was very carefully picking her teeth and drinking Baiyueting as a gift.
"Patience, this old lady is not simple," Feng said, but she was more angry than Yue Jinghua.
The identity of this old lady is not simple. She comes from the Qing family.
Speaking of the Qing family, you have to trace the history back to the development history of Wusheng Town.
On the Canglong continent, every rising mercenary town is mixed with bitterness and blood tears that are not difficult to say to people.
When the first batch of mercenaries settled in Wusheng Town, it was almost poor and white. With the development of mercenaries alone, Wusheng Town will never reach the scale it is today.
At that time, there was a businessman with a surname of Qing who invested all his net worth in Wusheng Town.
Hot spring resorts, old districts, roads, houses, immigrants, Wusheng Township, after the unremitting management of the Qing family for five generations, have finally risen in the area of ​​the mysterious mountain ridge.
After the rise of Wusheng Town, the Qing family also occupied most of the land in Wusheng Town because of various early investments.
From the fifteenth generation, the Qing family passed from the fifteenth generation to the thirty-sixth generation, that is, Mrs. Qingyan, and there was only one heir.
Mrs. Qingyan was married once and has no children. She is also the current parent of the Qing family. Even Bai Yueting, where Yue Jinghua and others are now, belongs to the Qing family, which is why the owner and everyone of Bai Yueting are right She is polite.
Tyrant, evil landlord.
Qiu Fu's mentality burst into bursts, Yue Jinghua gritted her teeth, no matter what era, the landlord was the greatest enemy of the working people.
Resentment turned to resentment, Yue Jinghua still rationally defeated the urge to kill.
Yuejing Huaqiang Yan Huan laughed and chatted with Mrs. Qingyan: "Ma'am, I wonder what you are going to do to find the secret way to enter the Shuihu Peak?"
"Old lady, I've lived a lot of years, I've been to many places, I haven't been to the landscape near Shuiyu Peak, I just want to go and see," said Mrs. Qingyan, looking at the moon behind Jinghua again The wind didn't regret, "You two people, you can't do it, and you're understaffed. I want three."
"Our mercenaries are all experienced mercenaries. If you see if they are suitable, we can choose another day to start." Yue Jinghua couldn't watch the missions flying away, and quickly spread out the map.
"Let ’s leave this afternoon. I do n’t want the tall man behind you. The suffocation on him is too heavy. I ca n’t sleep well against him. I also need a maid who can cook and take care of my diet. Then, find another one who can cure headaches and brain heat. Three people are enough. The old lady and I have weak nerves and ca n’t have too many people.
Holding your breath too much? Listening to Mrs. Qingyan's evaluation of herself, Feng's expression changed.
A seemingly ordinary old woman even noticed the demon crossbow air carried by Feng Feng Regret?
Yue Jinghua also frowned, and according to Mrs. Qingyan's words, of the three people she wanted, there must be Weiwei and Chixi. As for the other candidate, should it be herself or the wind?
"You are walking with three people, Weiwei and Chixi, and I follow the wind without regrets," the wind whispered to Yue Jinghua's ear.
"No, you two stay and stare at the situation in the town," Yue Jinghua said in a deep voice.
This had to be the case. Yue Jinghua and Mrs. Qingyan wrote the mandate and signed names with each other.