Chapter 156 Melissa Who Thinks Long-Term

And I also paid an extra contribution for the "Joker" formula... This was all done in order to receive the credit twice... Forget it, I can't find a chance to say that I actually have the "Joker" potion recently The recipe... Klein took a breath, tried his best to force a smile and said:

"I hope the test will go well."

He agreed with Dunn's decision to let him go back and continue guarding the Chanis Gate, because he not only lacked professional abilities in surveillance and investigation, but also failed to meet the passing mark in frontal combat.

In the field of shooting, he is considered good compared to ordinary policemen, but all the team members are Extraordinary with improved physical fitness, even if they are not sharpshooters, they are not far behind.

As for close combat, Klein is only at the entry level.

To put it simply, even with the Sleeping Charm, Sleeping Charm, and Dreamland Charm, he is still an auxiliary Extraordinary. It is easy to deal with ordinary people, but once he encounters the same kind who are good at fighting, he is quite dangerous.

When I advance to Sequence 8 and become a "clown" who is good at skill-based fighting and may have a small amount of spells, I can complete ordinary extraordinary tasks alone... Well, if I can still successfully steal the sealed item "3-0782" Strength, if you make the "Sun Flame Charm", it will be even more perfect. It is not impossible for the weak to defeat the strong... Klein thought full of expectations, and walked slowly back to the Blackthorn Security Company.

Until the next morning, when he finished his guard duty and left Chanis Gate, the Nighthawks team still failed to obtain any useful clues from the monitoring of the lunatic asylum Hood Eugen, and for the time being, he could only hope for the internal investigation of the so-called informant .

After returning home, Klein finished his breakfast quietly, lay back in his bedroom, and slept until twelve noon.

He woke up naturally, washed up a bit, smelled the smell of food and walked to the first floor.

"Melissa is preparing lunch?" Klein looked at Benson who was reading a newspaper in the living room.

Benson lowered the newspaper and wrote:

"Yes, she has a guest today. I asked her to chat with the guest, and I came to prepare lunch. As a result, she didn't trust my cooking skills and dragged the guest into the kitchen. This is very rude."

Benson, you actually noticed Melissa's dislike for your cooking skills so quickly... Klein held back his smile, walked towards the single sofa, and asked casually:

"Melissa's guest?"

"Yes, you should know Elizabeth who I met at Selena's birthday dinner." Benson leaned back,

Continue to read the newspaper comfortably.

Not only at the birthday dinner... She actually came to visit... Klein's expression froze slightly, and he glanced sideways at the kitchen door.

At this moment, Melissa came out with a plate, followed by Elizabeth who was also wearing an apron.

"Klein, are you awake? I was going to call you." Melissa happily put the meat-smelling plate on the dining table, "This is Elizabeth, you know her."

"Hello, Klein." Elizabeth, who had a cute baby fat face, greeted with a bright smile.

Klein responded politely and gently.

After the two finished greeting each other, Melissa blinked and said very seriously:

"Elizabeth will follow us to the 'Association of Helping Domestic Servants' later. Their family employs several servants and has extensive experience in this area, so they can provide us with certain reference opinions."

"Actually, we have already drawn up the requirements for selecting handymen. Listen to them and see if there is anything that needs to be added."

Melissa wiped her hands on the apron, took out a piece of paper from the pocket of her home clothes, unfolded it and read:

"1. Good health."

"2. Hardworking and responsible."

"3. Good at cooking."

"4. Quiet, not noisy."

"5. Simple family background."

"6. Ordinary-looking."

...

The requirements were read out one after another, and Klein and Benson's mouths were half-opened, and their eyes were blank. They didn't expect that just hiring a handyman would cause such trouble.

"Melissa, didn't you object to hiring a handyman before?" Klein subconsciously asked when his sister stopped.

Melissa pursed her lips, nodded solemnly and said:

"Yes, I object, but since my objection is invalid, then I think we must do this thing well, and to do one thing well, we must have enough preparations in advance, um, what do you want? Supplementary?"

"No!" Klein and Benson shook their heads at the same time, causing Elizabeth to cover her mouth and snigger.

After lunch, a group of four took a tram to the "Tingen City Helping Household Servants Association" on Champagne Street.

This is actually very close to the "housekeeping company" that Klein knew in his previous life, but it has a semi-charitable nature. On the one hand, they register the personal information and job needs of various servants, which is convenient for employers to choose, and at the same time increases the employment of recipients. On the other hand, they will organize some basic training to improve the working ability of the recipients.

Some of their maintenance funds come from charitable organizations, and some are additional payments from employers. Relying on agglomeration, integrity, convenience, and organization, those individual agents are quickly forced to either join or change careers.

After entering the association, Klein and the others were immediately warmly received. A young woman in a light yellow dress with ruffles led them to sit down in the sofa area, and asked with a smile:

"Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"We need to hire a handyman." At this time, Benson was pushed to the front by his brother and sister.

"Do you have any specific requirements?" the young lady asked skillfully.

Benson seriously recalled the comparison between his cooking skills and Klein's, and said quite earnestly:

"Good at cooking."

"Good at cooking?" The young lady frowned slightly. "Frankly speaking, none of the chore maids are good at cooking. Why don't you hire a chef? If you need female chefs, our association also has many."

"Are there any maids who are good at cooking?" Melissa couldn't help interjecting when she saw that her proposed request had encountered setbacks at the very beginning.

The young lady nodded and answered affirmatively:

"The handymaids are either the daughters of low-level laborers or girls from the countryside. The cooking skills they can come into contact with are quite poor. Even after simple training from the association, they can at most ensure that the food they make will not make people sick. .”

"..." Melissa was silent for a moment, and finally understood what it means that the plan did not change quickly.

"This is really a pity." Benson thought for a moment, organized his words and said, "Maybe we can change the requirements: willing and able to learn cooking."

Not bad, Benson's mind is spinning really fast... I don't need to interrupt... Klein sat beside him, holding a stick in one hand and a hat in the other, leisurely and at ease.

"There's no problem with that. During the cooking training, we will record those girls who are outstanding." The young lady smiled professionally, "Are there any other requirements?"

"Yes." Sensing Melissa's gaze, Benson swallowed, took out the piece of paper from his pocket, and read one by one.

The young woman listened in a daze, and it took a long time before she responded:

"I, I'll go and screen the information first, and recommend some handy maids who meet your requirements. You don't have to rush to make a decision. You can choose two to four first, and I will lead them to your home for a trial run, and then confirm the employment. Who, of course, this will make you pay a little more to the association, and you need to prepare the ingredients yourself."

"Okay." Benson folded the paper and nodded politely.

The young woman stood up, took two steps towards the office inside, then turned around, and said with a sneer:

"Can you give me that piece of paper? I'm afraid I missed your request..."

"No problem." Benson replied with a smile.

After a while, the young lady in a light yellow dress came out with a stack of documents and handed them to Benson to choose.

These materials are marked with information such as the real name, year of birth, family situation, description of facial features, physical condition, past experience, corresponding characteristics and expected salary of the handyman.

Taking advantage of Benson and Melissa's chance to carefully review the documents, Elizabeth approached Klein and asked in a low voice:

"Don't you have any requests?"

"Yes, but not specific enough." Klein said casually.

Elizabeth is more interested:

"Then how would you choose?"

Klein laughed lowly, pointed to the pendulum hidden in the left cuff and said:

"Of course, write down the corresponding sentences, eliminate them one by one, and divination out the one who is most suitable to be our chore maid."

"..." Elizabeth was stunned for a moment, and then she nodded in confusion after more than ten seconds, "The simplest and most effective way... I even forgot that you are..."

She didn't finish speaking, because Melissa was keenly aware of the whispering between the two, and cast her gaze over.

After taking a deep look at her friend and brother, Melissa showed an expression as if she was thinking.

Hey, sister, don't get me wrong! We were just communicating normally... Klein coughed lightly, took some of the materials on his own initiative, and flipped through them casually.

Soon, they finalized three candidates, and the price ranged from 4 soli 8 pence to 5 soli 2 pence per week.

Benson didn't go to lower the salary of the chore maid, but seriously discussed with the young lady the extra money that needed to be paid to the association.

After some friendly negotiations, he successfully changed this part of the fee from the two-week salary of the handyman to one week's salary, but he had to pay 1 soli for the association carriage fee for the other party to bring the handyman to try out housekeeping.

After finalizing this matter, Elizabeth said goodbye and left, and the three brothers and sisters returned to Daffodil Street in a public carriage.

Along the way, Klein felt very uncomfortable under Melissa's scrutiny. As soon as he entered the house, he was going straight to the second floor.

"Klein." Melissa stopped him, and said in a solemn tone after repeated thinking, "If you want to get engaged to Elizabeth, you need to work harder. Her father is an import and export businessman, and her mother It is from the baron, that is to say, the daughter of the lord..."

Wait, engaged? When did this happen? Klein looked at his sister blankly.

How far has she been worrying?

PS: Ask for a monthly ticket in the second update