Chapter 19 Qingtian Hunting House
Following the navigation on my phone, I came to the old street behind Jing'an Temple. At the end of the street, I finally found my destination. It was an old teahouse with a signboard of "Qingtian Hunting House". In front of the entrance of the hunting house, a cute little girl was sitting in front of it, reading a book full of pictures. Her ponytails swayed with the shaking of her head, and her little feet swayed in the air with the book.
"Are you looking for a commission? The commission price starts at 300,000. We at Qingtian Hunting Agency will not accept small commissions of less than 300,000."
When the little girl noticed Qin Chen's arrival, she spoke without raising her head. Her voice was clear and pleasant, like a summer wind chime, giving people a refreshing and comfortable feeling.
"Little sister, I'm not here to ask for a commission, but to apply for the position of hunter at Qingtian Hunting House. Is your master not at home?"
Qin Chen took a look inside the old teahouse and found no one there, so he walked up to the cute little girl, touched her head and spoke affectionately.
The moment Qin Chen made his move, the little girl finally raised her head, but she closed the book in her hand, shook off Qin Chen's hand with her little hand, and glared at Qin Chen, as if she didn't like being called little sister or being touched on the head.
"Lingling, is there a guest coming?" At this time, an old voice was heard from the teahouse.
"Grandpa, he is here to apply for a job, but he looks too young. He is probably still in high school. We don't want him."
Lingling looked at Qin Chen with disdain, said something to the teahouse, then glared at Qin Chen again, and then continued to read with her head down.
Seeing the vengeful Lingling, Qin Chen was speechless. It was just a touch, what was the big deal?
"It's better to be young. As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. Young people don't know the dangers of the world. They dare to fight, fight and sacrifice. They are good hunters. Come in and let me take a look."
The old voice came out again, but when Qin Chen looked inside, he didn't find anyone, which made him feel very strange.
"Grandpa, there are fat sheep."
Just as Qin Chen was about to go in, Lingling suddenly looked towards the distance of the street with shining eyes.
"What do you mean?"
"The man was in a hurry, with a bit of fear on his face. He was a man with a big belly, wearing a brand-name suit, and wearing luxurious decorations on his hands and neck. It was obvious that he was a wealthy man."
"Tsk tsk, this is great, the local tyrants are our best customers."
"Welcome to the Qingtian Hunting Ground."
When the man approached, Lingling jumped off the chair and diligently opened the door, speaking very politely.
The visitor didn't care about the little girl Lingling and went straight into the hunting ground to tell his story.
"I'm the owner of a fish farm in the western suburbs of Magic City. Every night, the fish in my pond inexplicably disappear. I've asked the police and city hunters to come and take a look, but it's useless. If you can help me solve this problem, the deposit will be 300,000, and another 300,000 will be paid after the work is done."
An old man smoking in the teahouse sat up from his recliner and listened to the boss's story inattentively. When the boss finished, he said lazily:
"What you said is too bizarre. We can't solve it."
"A deposit of 500,000, and another 500,000 after the job is done." People who can be bosses are good at observing people's words and expressions. They can tell at a glance that their money is too little and that's why others are unwilling to take the task.
"We currently don't have any hunters willing to take on the mission at our hunting ground," the old man said without blinking.
"The deposit is five hundred thousand, and then add another million after the job is done." The boss gritted his teeth and continued to raise the price.
"Okay, you leave the power of attorney here, and our hunting agency will send someone to resolve the matter tonight." Upon seeing this, the old man changed the subject and made the decision.
Hearing this, the boss quickly changed the amount on the power of attorney, signed his name, and then left the hunting ground.
"Tsk tsk, private hunting grounds make money quickly."
Seeing this scene, Qin Chen smiled in his heart. This kind of business of raising prices arbitrarily makes money quickly.
"Young man, do you understand?" the old man asked after looking at Qin Chen.
"Yeah, I understand." Qin Chen nodded.
"Oh? What did you understand?" the old man asked curiously.
"To do business, you must be like you and learn to raise the price; to run a hunting ground, you must be like Qingtian Hunting Ground and learn to pull the wool; to be a person, you must be like Lingling, have vision, know how to identify fat sheep, and be able to act." Qin Chen pondered for a moment, then told his feelings truthfully.
“Ahem!!”
“Puff!!”
Hearing this, the old man was choked by the smoke, and Lingling, who had just taken a sip of milk tea, spat out the milk tea. The young and the old looked at Qin Chen in surprise, as if wondering what kind of brain logic this was.
"Ahem, young people have novel ideas. In this case, I'll leave this commission to you."
"My last name is Bao, you can just call me Old Man Bao."
The old man said awkwardly.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"Is there anyone else in our hunting ground? I can't be the only one to take on this mission." Qin Chen said to Old Man Bao.
"Lingling, you can be his partner." Old Man Bao looked at Lingling who was still drinking milk tea over there.
"Old Bao, you want me to take a little girl who is less than ten years old to hunt monsters? People who don't know me would think I'm a human trafficker, kidnapping children!" Qin Chen said in surprise.
"Humph, who are you looking down on? I, the Master Hunter, am the one taking you on a monster hunt, rookie!"
Hearing this, Lingling unconvincedly took out a hunter badge, raised her little head, and said proudly.
"Master Hunter? Are you smart?" Qin Chen saw the badge and guessed after thinking for a while.
"It seems that you are not that stupid?" Lingling said with a smile. She liked people praising her for her intelligence instead of treating her like a child.
In the evening, the setting sun illuminates the sunset glow. The scenery in the suburbs of Magic City is charming. The lush lawns and green trees on both sides of the road all give people a sense of natural tranquility. There is a villa and several houses here, as well as dozens of excavated ponds, each of which is stocked with various fish.
A man and a woman, one big and one small, walked in from outside, came to the pond and observed the surrounding environment.
"Lingling, tell me, was this a human theft or was it done by a demon?"
Qin Chen saw that there were walls built around each fish pond, and there were large nets covering the ponds. In this case, if a demon wanted to steal fish without destroying the things outside, in his understanding, it would be impossible for him to do so.
"We'll find out tonight. You, go and put all these things in this place. Hurry up."
Lingling didn't even look at Qin Chen, then took out a lot of miniature cameras and a sketch of a fish pond from her small schoolbag and asked him to install them.
"This thing is very useful. I'll get a few to carry with me in the future."
Looking at the glass bead-sized camera in his hand, he was very interested. This was a must-have item for monastic travel, and he felt that he should learn how to use it, otherwise it would be bad to be considered an amateur.
(End of this chapter)