The young man, dressed in a thick blue cloth coat, was not tall, but had a good appearance with a high nose, big eyes, and well-defined features.
However, his otherwise handsome features were instantly altered by an old scar on his eyebrow, which was drawn across his brow bone, giving him an aloof and unapproachable air.
They couldn't immediately determine the person's origins.
Wei Yao turned to Zheng Quchi and said, "Aqing, we might not be in the camp lately, so if you need anything, go find Fu Rong."
Before Zheng Quchi could understand what those words meant, Wei Yao hurriedly left, presumably heading to "Xishan Cliff," which Yuwen Sheng had just instructed him to visit.
Once the "parents" left, Zheng Quchi, the "left-behind child," stood there all by himself.
She thought that with her current cool and aloof demeanor, she should refrain from initiating conversation to avoid ruining the image she was cultivating.
"Hey, new guy, your name is Aqing?"
Mu Gaoyi raised his chin, giving a sidelong glance that made him look arrogant and difficult to get along with.
Zheng Quchi glanced at him. He was so carefree and irresponsible. Could it be that Wei Yao had sent her to join a gang of thugs?
Zheng Quchi secretly cheered herself up. With her face, Fu Rong deliberately left a scar on her eyebrow to create a fierce look. As long as she didn't act too happy and lively, she would be a calm and experienced young woman with a story to tell.
Infiltrate their ranks and infiltrate the artisan guild.
She relaxed her eyelids, raised them at a 45-degree angle, and with the air of a prison warden just released from jail, said, "Hmm."
Mu Gaoyi blinked and reached out to touch his nose.
Hey, this new guy looks pretty cocky and arrogant too.
He exchanged a glance with Shi Hetong, who nodded.
They originally wanted to put pressure on the other party to find out about his background, but given Wei Yao's unusual attitude just now, coupled with "A Qing's" aloof and indifferent appearance, could it be that he has an extraordinary background?
Shi Hetong felt it was best not to strain the relationship, so as not to have trouble explaining it to Wei Yao. So they skipped over "A Qing's" background and asked directly, "A Qing, what level of craftsman are you in the state, prefecture, or county?"
Zheng Quchi deliberately acted profound.
Are artisans now asking each other about their skill level the moment they meet?
Does a lower rank mean we can't work together happily?
"I am a first-class craftsman."
She straightened her chest and waved the name tag hanging from her waist at them.
"Oh, craftsman... what? You're only a level one craftsman?" Shi Hetong's eyes widened.
Mu Gaoyi went straight to pull at her waist tag, and when he saw it, his mouth twitched in disbelief.
That's it?
Zheng Quchi frowned and raised his voice: "Is something wrong?"
Seeing her arrogant demeanor, Mu Gaoyi immediately understood.
If this were a legitimate craftsman, why would they need connections? This guy is only getting in through connections because he's not skilled enough to get into the military. It seems they were both wrong. This isn't some mysterious person Wei Yao arranged to come in; he's clearly just one of his relatives.
Shi Hetong despised this kind of person in his heart. He had no skills, but he wanted to come to the military camp to act like a big shot and get benefits.
His attitude immediately turned cold, and he asked, "What type of military equipment are you good at? We'll assign you to that role."
Zheng Quchi cleared his throat: "Anywhere is fine."
"You can do all of that?" Mu Gaoyi looked at her.
She gave me a look that said, "Are you kidding me?" and said, "I don't know how to do it."
Shi Hetong and Mu Gaoyi: "..."
This person named "Aqing," who has connections, seems a bit silly.
Zheng Quchi had no idea that his carefully crafted intimidating appearance was completely ruined by her unique "simple" temperament.
"You can't do anything, and you're still proud of it?" Mu Gaoyi was amused by her.
Seeing that they were misunderstanding, Zheng Quchi quickly explained, "No, what I mean is, I'm here to learn. No matter what position you assign me, I can do it."
"You're talking nonsense. You can't do anything, what kind of job can we assign you? How about you... you can start as a handyman, doing odd jobs and carrying things?" Shi Hetongfu said.
Worried that Aqing, who had connections, might feel like she was being "set up," Mu Gaoyi stepped in to smooth things over: "Of course, this is only temporary. Once you get the hang of it and become familiar with the internal affairs of our camp's armory, we'll assign you other tasks."
After listening to what the two said, Zheng Quchi considered it for a moment and felt that there was no major problem.
Don't think she's stupid. She can guess what they're thinking, as if she's some old hand at the corporate world.
She instinctively wanted to greet people with a smile, but then suddenly remembered her persona and forced herself to suppress it, saying forcefully, "Fine, I'm strong."
Haha, you're strong?
Isn't this just for big, clumsy guys?
Her?
At first, Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong didn't understand what the young man meant by "great strength," until they saw her do the work of several, or even a dozen people all by herself...
They were completely convinced!
"Master Shepherd, Master Master Gao, where do you plan to put this ironwood?"
Ahead, the young woman dragged a piece of ironwood toward them. Along the way, even those who were focused on their work couldn't help but be startled by her movements and look over.
Although the ironwood had been sawed off in more than half and wasn't very long, it was thick. Could a human possibly move it so easily?
"Who is this? I've never seen him before?"
“The one that Wei Jinwei brought earlier was given to Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong. Those two boys told her to be a handyman.”
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