Rebirth of the Beast World: I am the favorite of the boss

After admiring Chu Changfeng in his heart, Wei Shurong suddenly remembered that Feiying listened to Chu Changfeng's orders.

"Feiying, why do you do what Changfeng asked you to do?" Wei Shurong settled the score after Qiuhou, "I have to give you money for everything I ask you to do."

Feiying looked at him with calm and somewhat cold eyes, then at Chu Changfeng, and said, "He can save us."

Feiying and his team knew that although the current Chu Changfeng could not use his divine power freely, his divine power could heal their illnesses.

As long as there is divine power, Chu Changfeng will become their savior.So, what's wrong with doing something small for a lifesaver?

Hearing this, Wei Shurong thought of Feiying's illness, and was no longer unhappy because of this differential treatment.

Now, Qiu Liu came up again, "Shopkeeper, some people say they are going to work in your restaurant, do you want them to come up?"

Chu Changfeng nodded, "Let them come up."

Coming up was a young avian male orc, with a pair of beautiful emerald green wings behind him, of medium appearance.

As soon as he came up, he saw Chu Changfeng sitting on the side, his eyes widened in shock, and he froze in place.

Wei Shurong looked at him, then at Chu Changfeng, and reminded: "Changfeng, you forgot to cover your face."

"From now on, you will be the guys who will work in the shop. One day you will see your face, and it will be troublesome to cover it up. That's all."

Chu Changfeng never thought of taking advantage of his face. He thought that if he looked better, so what?

"You don't want to be troublesome, but the young master will have a headache when he knows."

"Why does he have a headache?" Chu Changfeng said, "Isn't his face beautiful too? Every time the female passing by keeps staring at him, his eyes don't move, he doesn't cover his face, why do I always Do you want to cover your face?"

Wei Shurong was stunned, why did he seem to hear the word "angry" in Chu Changfeng's words.

"Both, I'm sorry, may I ask if you want to recruit a buddy?" The orc asked timidly.

Chu Changfeng looked at him with some surprise. The orc's voice was very pleasant, deep and magnetic, just like the voice of a storyteller.

But Chu Changfeng quickly came back to his senses and said, "Yes, I want to recruit a buddy, what will you do?"

"I can read and do some arithmetic."

"You write down the answers here." Chu Changfeng put the prepared questions in front of the orcs.

The orc looked at the above questions, picked up the brush and slowly solved the problem, and then showed it to Chu Changfeng after he finished the solution.

Chu Changfeng looked at it, and found that he did not make any mistakes in the arithmetic problems, and the handwriting was very neat and beautiful.

Totally doable as the bookkeeping and menu writing guy.

"What's your name?"

"Sang Li."

Chu Changfeng frowned and thought about it, and said, "Where have I seen your name? In which book?"

Chu Changfeng took the trouble to think about it.

Sang Li was stunned for a moment, and said: "I usually earn some money by writing some things, but in the city that never sleeps, there are few people who can read and write, and the books I write are usually only sold to the Mo family, but the books the Mo family wants are limited. You can eat this book for a month, but if no one sells books, you will have to starve. I heard that you are recruiting people who can read and count, so I came here."

"Sang Li is a well-known figure in the city that never sleeps. He writes well and can compile many stories. The books you asked me for a while ago were all compiled by him." Wei Shurong whispered in Chu Changfeng's ear Said.

Chu Changfeng asked: "Did you write those books of "Strange Records of the Beast World"?"

"Yes." Sang Li's cheeks flushed slightly in embarrassment, "It's all stuff I made up in my free time, but unfortunately, no one would buy such a book after it was written."

Sang Li loved reading since he was a child. If he read a lot of books, he would have a lot of unconstrained ideas in his mind. After a long time, it was very uncomfortable to hold these thoughts in his heart, so he chose to write them out.

There is no printing technology in Yumeng Continent. All the books are handwritten by the orcs from generation to generation. The home of the writer will have a lot of books. If the sense of mission is strong, the old books will be copied into new books and passed on. If someone wants to buy a book, they need to say it in advance.

In this way, the book writer will write the books that the customers want to buy by hand, and the books will be sent to the customers after they are written.

Handwritten books are very expensive, because paper, pen and ink are very precious in Yumeng Continent, only rich people can afford books and learn to read, and most orcs have no money to buy books.

It is also for these reasons that the income of book writers is terribly low, and the job is very tiring.

"The story you wrote is quite interesting, and the writing style is also good." Chu Changfeng said, "With your ability, it is a bit of a disadvantage to be a waiter in my restaurant."

"No loss, no loss, as long as I can earn a little money, I can eat enough every day!" Sang Li said nervously, terrified that Chu Changfeng would not want him.

Chu Changfeng didn't speak, and he pondered for a while with deep eyebrows, then raised his eyebrows to look at Sang Li, and said, "Sang Li, have you tried to read what you wrote?"

"This... this has happened before." Sang Li said shyly.

Working with books since he was a child, Sang Li would occasionally imitate the lines of the people in the book to speak. This is his own little pleasure, and he has never told anyone about it.

"Can you tell me a paragraph?" Chu Changfeng asked.

Sang Li wanted to get a job with Chu Changfeng, and it sounded embarrassing to read the lines of the characters in the book in front of them.However, he still read a passage from the book to Chu Changfeng.

After listening to Chu Changfeng, he couldn't help applauding, "That's great, your voice is nice, you can grasp the rhythm and sentences in the book very well, and you can change your voice slightly when different people speak, you are very suitable. Go tell a book!"

"My lord, what is a storyteller?" Sang Li blushed a little embarrassedly after being praised by Chu Changfeng.

Chu Changfeng said: "Storytelling is just like you did just now, telling the content of the book with emotion and emotion, and substituting the people who listened to your story into it."

"Sang Li, you come to my restaurant to be a storyteller. When it's not meal time, you are responsible for telling stories to the people who come to the restaurant. When it's meal time, you can go to rest. But the story is up to you Write it yourself, I will pay you more, how about two or two months?"

In the city that never sleeps, there are very few entertainment programs for the common people, and storytelling can be used as an entertainment to retain the guests who come to play.

Sang Li widened his eyes in astonishment when he heard about two to two months, "My lord, what you said is true, other shops only recruit employees for five hundred cash a month at most."

"You are worth it. The stories in your mind and the stories in your voice are very interesting. It will definitely attract many customers for my restaurant." Chu Changfeng said confidently.