"You...what did you say your...name was?"

Manager Ma became very strange. The feeling of weakness and irritation before suddenly disappeared.

"Well?"

When Ning Tao saw this, he scratched his head and said in confusion: "My name is Ning Tao. Why, is there anything wrong with this?"

"Ning...Tao?"

Manager Ma muttered, his eyes half-closed, and the muscles on his face twitched, as if he remembered something.

"Um……!"

The air was quiet for a second or two. Under Ning Tao's suspicious eyes, Manager Ma suddenly laughed dryly and sat down slowly, displaying the bearing and power of a superior.

"Um, Ning Tao, right? I misheard just now and thought he was an old friend. It turns out it's just the same homophonic sound. It didn't scare you, right?" He smiled gently.

When Ning Tao heard this, he laughed dryly, which was a bit far-fetched, but he still agreed: "No, no, I disturbed your rest. How about... I come back later?"

However, when Manager Ma heard this, he was filled with indignation and said: "What are you talking about? How can you say it is disturbing? It is my responsibility and my duty to be in charge of the treasure house."

"What you said really hurts me. It must be dealt with now, otherwise you are insulting me!"

"Well!"

Hearing these words, Ning Tao had a strange look on his face. He always felt that something was wrong. Why did the manager Ma's expression change so quickly? He was lazy and sleeping before, but now he is talking about his responsibilities?

What's even more uncomfortable is that he has an attitude of devoting himself to his position, which makes outsiders stand in awe when they see him.

"Life is really like a play, life depends entirely on acting!"

"cough……!"

Manager Ma coughed dryly and said resolutely: "The new low-grade guest, you can get three low-grade spiritual stones and a spiritual medicine. You can collect them from me."

When Ning Tao heard this, his eyes lit up. He didn't care about spiritual stones, but the word "spiritual medicine" attracted him. Although it was not as good as "precious medicine", he wanted to see it.

Suddenly, Manager Ma sighed again: "My little friend, you have to know that you can receive things, but you have to make a contribution. If you don't contribute, you won't receive these resources."

"contribute?"

Ning Tao looked confused and completely clueless.

Manager Ma smiled slightly and explained: "Contribution is your help to the Han family. If you don't do anything to the Han family, but you want to ask for something, do you think... is this appropriate?"

"Well!"

These words left Ning Tao speechless and a little ashamed, as if he was freeloading and was too embarrassed to ask for it.

After being embarrassed for a while, he hesitated and said: "May I ask Manager Ma, what should I do to get the contribution you mentioned?"

Upon hearing this, Manager Ma finally showed a proud smile on his long face, just like an old fox showing his true face, with mockery and sneer flashing in his eyes.

He smiled and said: "In the east courtyard of the Han family, there is a dense bamboo forest. You only need to cut off a hundred bamboo branches and bring them to me. Remember, it must be the largest one."

"Chopping bamboo?"

When Ning Tao heard this, he was thoughtful, immediately smiled knowingly, bowed to the steward, and ran towards the east courtyard.

Watching his leaving figure, Manager Ma's lips almost reached to his ears, and his heart was filled with sneers.

This guy is a fool. He really thought it was as simple as chopping bamboo. That bamboo forest is called Yi Bamboo, which is very tough. Each one is at least as thick as a bucket.

What's even more troublesome is that if you can't find that feeling and use too much force, you will be injured by the counter-shock force. Once the intermediary meridians are injured, it is not easy to cultivate.

Normally, this kind of backbreaking work, which is dangerous, would be done by slaves. Guests would not do this kind of work. Many slaves have died in such backbreaking work. It is really sad...!

What made him laugh even more was Ning Tao's stupidity. It was as if he had dropped a bomb, and the latter bit it with all his might. This feeling made him feel proud and proud.

When ordinary newcomers go to cut down "Yizhu", no one will come back covered with bruises. What's more, he also clearly marked the price, one hundred bamboos. Even a strong Qi practitioner will have to cut them all day long!

"snort!"

If you want to blame, it's because you offended Mr. Kui. With his ability, it's simply too easy to punish you. There are 365 ways to do it 365 days a year, and he will never do the same thing.

Thinking of this, he shook his head helplessly and sighed, then lay down on the table and took a nap, completely forgetting all the hard work he had done before. As for Ning Tao, he also forgot about it.

He had a dream that Kui Shao's grandfather, the second elder of the Han family, said that he was meritorious and responsible, and planned to promote him to be the first general manager of the Han family...!

"Second...Second Elder...I will...work hard, the Chief...is mine...my...hehe...I...!"

"Rumble...!"

Suddenly, a violent roar completely shattered his sweet dream. Manager Ma was awakened, startled, and subconsciously ran under the table.

"There was thunder, there was an earthquake, the Jade Emperor was angry...!"

I saw him trembling, closing his eyes tightly, as if he hadn't recovered from his dream, and huddled under the table.

"Guanshi Ma, what's wrong with you?"

"Lord Jade Emperor, please forgive me. I am guilty and I was wrong. I should not have hooked up with Xiaomei, let alone seek personal gain...!"

"Guanshi Ma, I am Ning Tao!"

"Well!"

"Ning Tao?"

This sound woke him up from his confusion, and he immediately became so angry that he even opened the table, as if he had been greatly humiliated and on the verge of a volcanic eruption.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Ning Tao's innocent expression. He was immediately furious and shouted: "Who asked you to come back? There is no sound when you walk. Why don't you knock on the door first...?"

"You are disrespectful and deliberately create chaos... you have violated dozens of rules of our Han family... and you will be severely punished...!"

"Even if you have ten lives, it's not enough...!"

Just when he was spitting foam and flying stars with an angry look on his face, Ning Tao's faint words completely blocked his mouth.

"My mission...is finished!"

After saying that, he stretched out his finger and waved it in front of his eyes, and then pointed to a corner, a very shocking scene.

It was a pile of green bamboo, with hundreds of roots, neatly arranged, each one comparable to a ten-year-old tree, and the pile was full.

"Well!"

Manager Ma only glanced at it, then his breathing became stagnant, his pupils shrank into pinpricks, and he looked dumbfounded.

"He actually...finished the cutting?"

"How...how could this happen? No...impossible, impossible. This is "Yizhu". Even a strong infant refining expert would have to spend a long time, but this is only the time for a cup of tea...!"

"This is an illusion, it must be an illusion, an illusion. How could a lowly guest, a fool, have such ability? Cheating, yes, he must have cheated."

Manager Ma was extremely convinced and determined, like a drowning man who grabbed a life-saving straw and refused to let go.

This scene was like he threw a bomb. Not only did Ning Tao bite him back without exploding, but what was even more incredible was that he also dismantled the dangerous bomb into parts!

Damn it... so what if you finish it?
Chapter completed!