Chapter 66 Happy New Year

Ning Zheng was deeply moved. It's not easy to be a manor owner!

Fortunately, Jiucai Rong is reliable.

He rejected all the messy suggestions for ancestor worship from the members of the manor council.

If it weren't for his hard work in managing the manor, I don't know what the whole manor would have become.

Especially you, Su Yu Niang!

You are smart, but you are also the least reliable.

With such a big food safety problem, you want to cut corners while the old manor is 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 ditch meat and manure 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, it's useless to think about it."

Su Yu Niang's expression suddenly became solemn, "This will be under the management of my enchanter team. I will take the three meat Ganoderma lucidum and lead people to open three flowers!"

Dao Jiujiu exhaled, "If she can do it, I will lead the blacksmith team to forge iron and try to get it out before tomorrow."

The God of Food also began to express his opinion, one Ben said seriously:

"If Dao Jiujiu can succeed, I will lead the chef team, hanging on the steel cable, to the bottom of the dormitory...cultivate, plant, and test the characteristics of the ingredients."

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

He added:

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

Everyone immediately began to discuss how to make the meat field magic tool.

Ning Zheng sat in the house under the villa, expressionless: So, Jiucairong, what are you doing?

At this time, a lot of people were brushing from the audience's perspective.

"I am dying of laughter, these black-hearted merchants! They are so active in cutting corners, how come they suddenly become a relay action to save ducks!"

"I am deeply saddened, pity my ancestor."

"Ancestor: This meat is so addictive! My longing for this meat is like taking a laxative, one poop after another."

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

"But this septic tank is a thumbs up, they actually thought of this technology, which completely solved the problem of going to the toilet, Routian, this is a real R toilet (funny)"

...

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

Sighed that it was fortunate that he was watching.

If nothing unexpected happened, they really had another accident.

Sitting in the courtyard, he sat in a rocking chair, listening to the sound of the trees shaking in the wind, looking 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 wickedness...

At least not in the short term.

This is not a joke.

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

Naturally, he had to be well prepared in all aspects and not leave any loopholes.

Otherwise, the people in the whole villa would be exposed as not being his own, and that would be the end of the destruction of the villa.

They were frivolous because they didn't know the inside story and the truth, and didn't know that the owner of the villa had long become a fake, and Ning Zheng couldn't afford it.

That's why he had to supervise.

Of course, their thoughts on saving money for the owner of the villa are still worthy of praise!

If there is no problem after worshiping for a few times, Ning Zheng thinks it's not impossible to slowly change the ingredients.

After all, they are not really his ancestors.

It's good to have something to eat.

He played a perfunctory one, and he didn't mean to pity the other party at all.

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At noon.

The whole villa was immersed in a kind of surprise.

Many blacksmiths who wanted to participate in the ancestor worship activities took advantage of today to urgently open a wave of three flowers, preparing to change their jobs to human race after death and have the possibility of worshiping ancestors.

But they were all short of money.

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

They love and hate Jiucai Rong.

As for the 50-coin increase in the probability of embers appearing?

They can't afford the loan.

This has led to the current embers, which are still only Yanhua, Su Yu Niang, and Medical Fairy.

Just when everyone was preparing to plant spiritual roots again and open a wave of three flowers.

Su Yu Niang came out strongly:

"Family members, don't plant miscellaneous spiritual roots from pirated games anymore! I have free genuine low-grade spiritual roots, a full 100 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 roots?

I don't even want it if you give me money!

They already have a sense of the picture.

In the dormitory, the blacksmiths went to the toilet while pointing to the bottom of the meat field that was countless meters deep:

"Isn't that the meat field built by XXX? He ate a lot today. He has a good appetite."

This is simply social death on the spot in the villa.

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

In the future, when they see the self-purification magic tools of septic tanks, they will think of someone.

Su Yu Niang felt a little sorry that everyone was not fooled, and raised the stakes again:

"Get 100 magic money low-grade spiritual roots for free, and sponsor 30, no, 50 magic money, what are you waiting for?"

Some people were tempted, but still decisively refused.

Although this magic money is good, they don't want to die socially. They can get 50 magic money by working hard for a month, but social death is a lifelong thing.

Su Yu Niang suddenly had a headache.

Never thought that the first step of this meat Ganoderma would be stuck?

But she was smart after all. She counted the number of people who were ready to open 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 magic coins. Don't you believe in your luck? The probability of winning the prize is not you. Just participate in the lottery and you will get 5 magic coins for free."

Su Yu Niang was like a reincarnation of a succubus, tempting:

"At the same time, friends who win the lottery should not be afraid, because no one will know that you won."

"We will poke your eyes blind and throw you in a house. Everyone will get a random spiritual root blindly and open three flowers directly."

"Then commit suicide on the spot, jump into the incinerator to destroy the body, and then let the blacksmith team enter. No one will know who won the prize. Even you don't know that you won it yourself, and you have been beaten into a magic weapon."

Everyone began to be tempted.

Damn it.

This cunning woman is simply a devil.

Five magic coins.

No one believed that they were unlucky. Even if they were hit, no one knew that they were hit.

"I did it."

"I applied to fight."

"The fun is exciting."

...

A group of people signed up enthusiastically.

So, a very difficult thing was easily solved.

Let the other blacksmiths who were watching sigh that Su Yu Niang, this bitch, is really good.

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

At dusk, the magic tools began to come out. A corpse was made into three magic swords that grow flesh and blood. It can grow flesh and blood by absorbing flesh and blood and various nutrients.

It can only be said that this sword is like a chicken rib in battle.

The God of Food didn't expect these people to be so fast and efficient. They are worthy of being old hands who do time-limited tasks in various professions. He bit the bullet and started to plant meat fields.

This meat field is not a five-body cycle.

There is only one body.

Because it cannot be revived in a cycle, I am afraid it will be consumed in less than half a month.

But no one cares about this.

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

Later, let a person practice to the five-body circulation, and then make a real meat field instrument, which can be used as a cleaning filter for a relatively long time.

The God of Food was a little scared:

"Fortunately, it's easier than I thought. I don't have to go down and lay the meat field myself. 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 he boasted before, the more cowardly he is now. Who is willing to be a shit shoveler? Just thinking about it makes me scared.

"Medical Fairy, I'm dizzy. You keep an eye on me in the middle of the night and see what will happen tomorrow."

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

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The next morning.

Ning Zheng got up very early. Today's villa is officially celebrating the New Year.

Although this year is a few days later than outside.

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

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

Some people used homemade glue to stick couplets, and some people held a simple lion head to dance, and made a pole to jump and practice.

Today's process is very simple.

Set off firecrackers on the villa, celebrate, prepare the team, and go to worship the ancestors in a lively manner.

When he arrived at the entrance of the villa, Ning Zheng saw someone writing couplets in front of the notice board at the door, and two rows of dragon-flying and phoenix-dancing words on both sides of the villa:

[The candle extinguishes the embers, the burning soul and the will are still there]

[Life casts the furnace, and the swords and spears continue to open up]

"So cool, if you repair the door head, the solemn epic feeling of ancient prehistoric architecture will be there in an instant, but it's a pity that the merchant sister can't see it."

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

Crackling.

The first wave of firecrackers went off all at once, with flames flying everywhere.

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

"Today is the New Year, and it is also the first New Year for the blacksmiths who signed the ten-year long-term employment contract in the villa in the past ten years."

"I hope everyone will treat the villa as their own home, work together to make the villa better, and make it the world-famous first villa."

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

The blacksmiths below also began to applaud enthusiastically.

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