Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife Chapter 187: Don’t raise waste

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"Miss, they are too much to give this pocket money." Dong'er hurriedly stopped. If this is given, then these children will not be able to control it.

Yun listens to the beauty of the eyebrows, as bright as the morning sun: "Here."

Cang Ao took out his ears. He heard it right, right? The master agreed.

Looking at the two dumbfounded faces in front of him, Yun Tingruo's fingertips popped up like Qinglian: "It's okay to give pocket money, but there are rules."

As soon as this Cang Ao spoke, Yun Tingruo thought of an exquisite training.

Use this pocket money to train, and the sensitivity to the body is better.

"Rules." Cang Ao touched his head, his mind went blank, what the master said was too profound.

He didn't understand.

"The rule is to earn pocket money. One batch every two days. You go to the bazaar to catch thieves, fight the ground, and beat the bad guys. This pocket money is based on your labor income. A good thing is a copper coin. How about."

If Yun listened to these words, Dong'er and Cang Ao understood.

It turned out to be a good thing for pocket money.

"Okay." Cang Ao cheered, his bright pupils radiant, and the embarrassment just swept away.

This pocket money from labor makes him feel less guilty.

"How do you know that they did a good job."

Dong'er asked the key question.

"It's very simple. Bring charcoal pen and paper, do a good thing, let the other person write a word at will, and when you come back, write a word with your right hand and left."

If the other party writes their own name, some people will definitely not want to, but let them write a word casually.

"Miss is so smart, so they can't cheat."

Dong'er gave a heartfelt thumbs up, everyone's handwriting is different, you can tell at a glance.

When I asked myself to write with two hands separately, and compared with the self left by others, it was obvious whether it was a forgery.

"Go down and discuss with your companions. If you can accept it, group six people, divide them into seven batches, go out in one group every two days, and repeat each other, and write a list for each rent."

How could Cang Ao not accept Yun Tingruo's words.

He can't wait to nod his head: "Cang Ao will go now."

Looking at Cang Ao's happily back, Dong'er also laughed, if a river of spring water is full of smoke,

She can feel the child is really happy.

Then she turned around again: "Miss, your strategy is really brilliant."

"No, this is not a strategy, this is training." Yun Tingruo denied.

"Training?" Dong'er wondered how to train.

"Think about it, I ask them to catch thieves, fight against the ground, beat the bad guys, what do these need."

Yun Tingruo's guidance never speaks clearly, but is a side-play.

"Skills." Dong'er took a blank mouth, and then her eyes sparkled.

God, my god, how could my lady's mind turn so fast.

The need for pocket money can also become training.

Moreover, without knowing it, the children's skills gradually improved.

"Dong'er, training is dead, and human beings are alive. We can't stay on the dead. To break through, we must have experience."

Dong'er kept nodding her head when Yun Tingruo said.

Miss is right, if every day is closed training, how good this skill can be.

Only by accumulating experience and failure can we go higher.

The children go out to do good deeds. Although it is based on pocket money, if Yun Ting doesn't care about this, she wants absolute skill.

And when doing these things, the mind and wisdom do not slowly increase.

Her killer world will never raise a batch of waste.

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In the other big room, the children yelled at Cang Ao's words.

You said I’m so noisy.

"Shut up, what's the noise, think about it, and give me a reply after half a cup of tea."

Cang Ao is just like a little boss, standing upright, standing on the table clapping his hands vigorously.

"Every day training is tiring, but I have to do good deeds, I won't go."

"I will go, the master gives me a chance to earn pocket money, I will go."

"I will go."

"If you don't go, if you don't give it, don't give it. Anyway, there is food and drink every day."

"It’s better to go back to your room and sleep when you are doing good."

The children's voices suddenly became noisy again. Now they are divided into three groups. Some children are embarrassed to ask for pocket money directly, but think it's good to do good deeds.

Some children feel that pocket money is necessary or not, and have an indifferent attitude.

The remaining ten or so children looked dissatisfied. Anyway, the master is raising them, so what's the matter with the pocket money?

"The master is so stingy, I can't afford to pay such a small amount of money."

The other boy snorted, and ten people stood behind him, as if they were their heads.

"North Wolf, if you don't go, don't go, so you slander the master and you will die."

Cang Ao heard the northern wolf's voice and fought back fiercely.

"Smuggler, don't rely on your relationship with Brother Yun Xiao, just want to treat me."

The northern wolf is very disdainful, and his face is full of mockery.

"You **** stick, if it wasn't for you to ask everyone for pocket money, how could this happen."

Cang Ao jumped off the table, pushed away the children in front of him, Ling Ran walked in front of Bei Lang.

"I said so, but you didn't want to come at all, you have to come here to break the rules and do good things, waste."

The northern wolf hugged his chest with his hands, his mouth pouted in shame, and the boy did not look at Cang Ao at all.

His words drew the approval of some children.

This requires pocket money and good deeds. This is not a good rule.

Cang Ao is ashamed to say because of him.

The children behind them, unknowingly, stand in two factions.

The rest of the rest are watching the show.

"Yeah." Cang spit at the northern wolf proudly.

"Do you dare to spit my saliva, I will kill you." Beilang's small face was very ugly, his fingertips touched the foam on his face, let out a roar, and rushed towards Cang Ao.

The two children quickly fought and became a ball.

"Cang Ao, come on."

"Come on, Northern Wolf."

The other children raised their fists high and cheered for them.

Cang Ao punched it hard, and Beilang's face suddenly collapsed a lot.

The North Wolf fisted unwillingly, and Cang Ao's jaw immediately swelled a lot.

After a while, the faces and bodies of the two of them are full of color.

"Kang," the door kicked open at this moment.

A beautiful figure flashed between the two, holding their chests with both hands.

Under everyone's astonishment, flashed out of the room like the wind.

When the children came back to their senses, Cang Ao and Beilang were no longer visible.

In the faintly smoky room, two small figures knelt on the ground, their cheeks were green and red.

Still glaring at each other.

Until the wind rose outside the curtain, a small figure appeared in the light and shadow.

Cang Ao and Beilang turned their heads at the same time, half kneeling: "Master."