The rain outside the window kept falling, and the cool breeze blew. Lin Dong was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep. He always felt something would happen. An ominous premonition spread deep in his heart, but what could happen? Everything seemed to be smooth now.

While thinking about it, suddenly a hand came up to his window and knocked it lightly twice. Lin Dong rumbling up and looked through the window, like a white figure. "Who?" he called out.

No one was talking outside the window.

Lin Dong got up and jumped out of bed and opened the door and went out. It was midnight now. Who would be so bored? He knocked on his window in the middle of the night? He stood at the door and looked outside. Splashes of water were ticking under the eaves, "Who is it? You haven't shown up yet!"

A white shadow swung past and suddenly landed in front of him. The man directly held a black oil-paper umbrella in his hand and held a bright light in his other hand. He slowly raised his head and showed a kind smile, "Kobayashi, have you prepared your assessment plan tomorrow? I have a good idea."

It's Huang Shiren.

Lin Dong breathed a sigh of relief and yawned, "It's raining again in the middle of the night. It's hard for you to think about us so much, come in."

Wong Tai Sin put away the umbrella in her hand and followed in the room happily, "I know you are not asleep yet, and I can't sleep either. Just as I happened to have a very good idea, I really can't wait for tomorrow."

Lin Dong sat on the bed, "If you have any good ideas, please tell me all the good ideas. But I guess you don't have any good ideas, as long as it's not bad."

"Hehe, it may be a bit bad." Huang Daxian said as he sat down next to him. "I was thinking, since we have expanded our enrollment, we have to recruit a few chefs, otherwise how can our new disciples solve the problem of eating? Look at your two junior brothers cooking, it is so bad. Besides, if you recruit new disciples, your two junior brothers will definitely not be able to work hard in the kitchen all day long to cook for us. After all, they are also seniors, and the rough work of cooking should be handed over to the people below."

Lin Dong nodded, "Speak reasonably."

Huang Daxian said seriously, "From my understanding of your master, that old man, he would rather not eat than hire a few chefs, let alone servants who clean the courtyard. I think so. If the system of your assessment tomorrow is difficult, it will definitely be defeated. A large number of disciples who cannot pass the test. As for this group of people, since they are eager to study, let's give them a resurrection match."

"Do you understand the admission of the best? Choose so many rookies here to support me? Then you can't keep the door open. If it is spread, it will be embarrassing to our Xianyun Sect." Lin Dong objected a little.

"Don't worry, refute what I said. Listen to me first. I mean, we are not choosing rookies, but choosing a group of alternate personnel from those disciples. Let's tell you this, that's it, let them do what your two junior brothers do now."

"Logistics service?" Lin Dong thought for a while and thought that his idea was feasible, "But do they want to? Anyone who is arrogant and arrogant comes to learn skills. You can call them to be a cook, and if I do not kill me, I will not do it."

"Of course this does not mean that they are always cooks. They also have the benefits of being cooks. After they have packed up the kitchen, they can also come to listen to the teachings, practice martial arts, practice swords, etc., but there is only one more job, not to mention that we will not let them do it in vain. They can subsidize them 100 gold coins every month. What do you think?" Wong Daxian's eyes showed a hint of pride.

This idea sounds good. It not only solved the logistics cooking problem, but also solved the problem of people who had nowhere to go, but there was one thing to pay for it! This made Lin Dong feel a little hurt. Although he already had a rich father and a few sponsors from his father, he felt uncomfortable when he thought that the gold coins would be left in someone else's pocket. "Is that money a little too much?"

Huang Daxian glared at her eyes, "You are really worthy of being the old man's apprentice. If you haven't learned anything else, you've learned stingy by 100%." ​​He gritted his teeth and even felt sorry for his bad luck. "You go to other gangs to ask, the chef who cooks has 100 gold coins a month, but is the most basic one good? If you're less than this number, who would like to cook with you?"

"Okay, okay, just follow the one hundred you said, then if no one wants to, how can you know that those disciples who have not passed the test have good cooking skills? If the dishes they cook are not good enough, will they also have to deduct money if they waste ingredients for us?"

Wong Daxian blinked twice, "Young man, you really should go to do business. You are definitely a qualified profiteer."

"Why did I become a profiteer? I am also considering the cost issue. What's more, our Xianyun Sect has never been rich and powerful. Such a sect that is so poor that it is not important to be frugal, so everyone will go and drink the northwest wind." Lin Dong said as he lay on the bed.

Huang Daxian sighed, "Why is that saying, birds of a feather flock together? What kind of person is Old Man Cangjie? What kind of person is his disciple? If you educate the disciples in this way, I can guarantee that within two years, the first stingy sect will appear on the Star Continent. By the way, it seems that the rules of your sect are like this. I remember one of them is: Disciples must not waste food, and those who violate the order will sweep the mountain gate for ten days."

When Lin Dong heard him talk about the rules of the sect, he suddenly became interested, "There are rules of the sect? Why haven't I heard of them? Did the old man have also set rules of the sect? What else?"

Huang Daxian gave him a blank look, "The Xianyun Sect rules are about 32, and thirty of them are related to waste of the back door. As for what is specific, I have forgotten. You should ask your senior sister tomorrow, she should know it." He said, and he couldn't help but yawn, "You move inside, I'll make do with you here tonight. I'll tell you that my proposal is pretty good, you can refer to it."

"But even if I can agree, can senior sister and the others agree? We have to find those who know how to cook. Could it be that we have to do a cooking test for those disciples?" Lin Dong stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open.

"Of course I need a cooking test. As you said, I can't recruit a few people who can't cook and make do with it..." Huang Daxian's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally fell asleep.
Chapter completed!