Data Wasteland

At half past three in the afternoon, Chen Xing had afternoon tea on the balcony of the main fort. Ye Qian and Li Mei were standing on the sides of the chair backs in white undershirts and red painted skirts. The right hand is holding the left wrist, naturally hanging down under the abdomen, a very standard maid standing posture.

Lao Ji ran up to see Chen Xing.

Chen Xing made a please gesture, and Old Ji sat down. Ye Qian stepped forward to pour black tea to Laoji, Li Mei put two cookies on a small porcelain plate and put her hands in front of Laoji. Helping the master to entertain guests is the basic etiquette of a maid, which is equivalent to the master's own hands.

"Thank you, thank you." Old Ji nodded and bowed to the two girls.

"How's it going?" Chen Xing asked casually after drinking lipstick tea. There are no professional business talents in his team, but Lao Ji is older and has been out for many years. He is well-informed and savvy. This is the right thing to do.

"We have opened three clothing workshops, one for underwear, one for work clothes, and one for home clothes. Two food workshops, one for bacon and sausage, and one for dried vegetables, corresponding to the pig farm opened on the radish side. And the big shed vegetable farm. Last year’s red berries were used up, the people at the wine shop temporarily drew out and went to the food workshop to help..." Lao Ji reported one by one, Chen Xing listened quietly, asking one or two questions from time to time . The population here is limited and the planting area is not large enough. Since more land will be reclaimed in the future, we can consider building a processing plant.

"Boss, you..." Lao Ji hesitated for a while and asked, "Are you going to Ice Blue City in the near future?"

"There is this plan." Chen Xing replied. In the battle between the master group and the hunting group alliance, Lao Ji has proven his loyalty to the team and is considered a core member, so there is no need to hide it.

"Can you take me?" Lao Ji explained before Chen Xing answered, "I lived there when I was young and wanted to visit an old friend."

"Have you lived there?" Chen Xing asked. If there is a familiar person to go with, you can save a lot of trouble.

"Fucking days, fooling days." Old Ji Gan said with a smile.

"What about things here?" Chen Xing asked again.

"Tutu has been following me lately. He is very smart. He will learn it soon. In fact, there is nothing complicated. Now that he is on track, he should be more responsible." Old Ji said.

"That's all right, you go get ready and set off in a few days." "Eh, okay."

Before Lao Ji left, Chen Xing asked him to call Xiao Yang over again. After a while, Xiao Yang arrived on the balcony. Chen Xing told him to find the old dog, paint the Yang family's bus again, and then find someone to clean it, go and drive the car when the time comes.

This bus was driven by the Yang family and naturally became his trophy. The grade is quite high, customized by Three-phase Heavy Industry, the model is "Gypsy Caravan", titanium alloy body, sixteen-cylinder engine. Adhering to the fine workmanship of Yingren, the shock absorber system is excellent. The interior of the car is simple and luxurious. It is known as the "Moving Wilderness Hotel". It is a standing vehicle for the family to travel in the wilderness. The last time the people from Gray Point came to take this kind of bus.

The car is equipped with toilets, kitchens, and bars. There are two long sofas, twelve senior guest seats and six servant seats. There are also eight servant beds on the top to facilitate long-term driving and service.

A few days later, the old dog repainted the car, rubbed off the engine number, and checked the oil and water circuits and the on-board computer by the way. The car of the owner of the Yang family is naturally well maintained, and there is nothing wrong with it. After Xiaoyang opened the backwater station, the female workers were organized to carry out a thorough cleaning, and all the utensils were replaced with new ones.

If you look at it from the outside, you will definitely not see the original appearance, but from the inside, there are still many clues. But Chen Xing doesn't care at all, just don't be too public. The Yang family has been destroyed, and no one will trace it without the suffering master.

All kinds of ingredients are put into the freezer in the car, and the drinks are neatly arranged

, Chen Xing got into the car with two maids, in addition to the cook and the female workers. Xiao Yang chose a stable middle-aged refugee in the water station as the co-pilot, and the two were responsible for driving. Cassie led a twelve-man **** and drove four jeeps behind him.

The convoy was on the road with great vigor. Chen Xing was lying on the sofa, Li Mei pressed his legs, and Ye Qian fed him fruit, relaxing and relaxing.

"Lao Ji, what did you do in Ice Blue City?"

On the way, Chen Xing asked about Lao Ji's past. Old Ji said that he came from a family of male servants in Ice Blue City, that is, a family that has been male servants for generations, and he is considered a kind of noble vassal. The vassals are usually divided into combat vassals and non-combat vassals. The former is to fight with the main family, while the latter is to take care of the main family's daily life or run business for the main family.

In the red earth world, there are only two ways to become a nobleman. Either rely on your own strength. This way of promotion is the fastest and most stable, but it is either talented or willing to work hard, or you can become a vassal of the noble. , The vassal will rise with the tide.

Unfortunately, the main house served by Lao Ji's father has fallen. First, the sellers moved their properties from Ice Blue City to Surabaya City in the Principality of River Sparrow, but did not know how to make progress. Lao Ji's father was completely abandoned, and Lao Ji was displaced with him. It didn’t take long for Laoji’s father to become ill. Laoji ran to steal for his father’s illness. He was arrested several times. His social credit gradually fell to freezing point. The last time he was caught, he was sentenced to exile in the Black Earth Continent. , And that's it today.

"Where is your father?" Ye Qian couldn't help asking.

"The third time I was caught, I was breathless. At that time, I was used to quick money and couldn't settle down for a decent job. As a result..." Old Ji looked sad, looking at the wasteland outside the car window, and did not say any more.

Stopped the car at noon, the chef made potato stewed pork ribs, fried veal steak and tomato soup. Chen Xing finished his lunch under the help of the two maids, and then they took the rest of the meal aside. By convention, only the close-fitting maid will eat what is left by the master. The personal maid is regarded as the master's family, but the order of meals is different. When the cook is doing it, it will be quantified according to the number of masters and personal maids.

However, some nobles were not very particular about it, and they didn't even need a maid. For example, Xia De Sinclair is like this, with only Xiao Wu an assistant by his side, all inclusive of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

In fact, Chen Xing is not used to it either. He just feels that they can eat together, so there is no need to divide them so clearly. But neither the two women nor Lao Ji disagreed, because it would be indecent to do so in a place full of nobles like Ice Blue City, and it would be easy to be looked down upon.

In the final analysis, Shade Sinclair is a legendary powerhouse. He does whatever he wants and feels comfortable. He doesn't need to pay attention to the eyes of others, and Chen Xing must follow the trend to get the approval of the aristocratic circle.

High-class goods like capriciousness have always been the privilege of the strong.

Some people do not understand the nobility and always feel that they are too particular and cumbersome. But in fact, the nobles themselves may find it troublesome, but this is a habit and tradition that has been formed over thousands of years. Even big people dare not easily violate it. Often the result of confronting the mainstream is to be abandoned by the mainstream. Usually only those who drive the king have it. The ability to change. If you want to pursue individuality and self, you must first weigh your own weight and ability, otherwise you will get a **** blow, or even break your bones. The person who is deeply saddened must be the closest person, and outsiders are just watching jokes.

Chen Xing III was a man and knew the importance of this, so Ye Qian, Li Mei and Lao Ji said so, and he did so.

Only by respecting the traditions of the circle can the circle be recognized.

There is only one maverick result-failure.

Chen Xing didn't want to be a loser, so he started reading books on aristocratic etiquette on the road. Although I can’t learn much for a while, but

It's better than knowing nothing. It's a pity that Ye Qian and Li Mei's status is relatively low, and they don't know much about them. However, Laoji had never been a male servant, relying solely on his father's oral education, and having been displaced for so many years, he had almost forgotten.

"Ladies can't spit out bones when they eat. Even if they do, they would rather bite them and swallow them than spit them out..."

Chen Xing looked at the portable screen and asked a question, "Isn't it even more indecent if you choke?"

"Ah..." Li Mei hesitated.

"It seems to make sense," Ye Qian said with some uncertainty.

"The above didn't say whether it's okay for men. Does it mean that men can spit bones?" Chen Xing asked the second question.

Both women looked confused, and apparently hadn't thought about what Chen Xing said. They are all from the bottom, but they have only taken a few courses. They are not as proficient, and with limited intelligence, it is difficult to understand such a roundabout thing.

Leave this question to Miss Ye...

A few days later, the convoy headed all the way north, bypassing Longshi Mountain, crossing the Huijiao Ridge, walking in the wasteland for a few days, and arrived at Beiqiao Town.

Chen Xing left everyone in the town and went to the main castle alone. Didn't you take two maids to see Miss Ye?

Under the leadership of a steel sister, Chen Xing quickly met Ye Yang and Bailiu in the Pian Ting. As soon as Chen Xing met his face, he asked the question in the car. Ye Yang Bailiu rolled his eyes and said, "I put the food in my mouth without seeing clearly. It's already very shameful. If I want to break my teeth for the so-called decency. , That's not decent, just find a place where no one can vomit it?"

After answering the questions, Ye Yang Bailiu greeted, "Come on, you prepare, I will take you to see the development progress of the left-hand world."

Chen Xing checked the firearms, and suddenly remembered that he didn't have any cold weapons to take advantage of. The ripper given by the black old monster was too short and could only be used for sneak attacks. He also remembered the magic energy and sheath knife that he had used before. The world in his left hand should be productive He remembered that Xiang Caidie used the same weapon, so he asked Ye Yang and Bailiu if he had something similar.

Ye Yang Bailiu directly took him into the North Bridge regiment's weapons depot. One of the walls was covered with the kind of sheath knives he said, and there were bundles of them lying horizontally on the ground.

"The dark light patterned knife with a small amount of magic energy is very sharp, but it is not durable, and it will be chipped after a few cuts." Ye Yang Bailiu introduced.

Chen Xing took a black scabbard from the wall and pulled it out. The blade was sharp and wavy patterns were looming. Wave it twice and make a fine sound of breaking through the air. The knife is indeed a good knife, but as Ye Yang Bailiu said, it is easy to have gaps.

The so-called dark-light patterned knife is made by the same craftsmanship as the Eastern Knife on the earth. The full name is "planar fragment complex dark-light patterned blade", which is made by stacking iron sheets. Although sharp, it is also very brittle, prone to chipping and cracking.

"Can you get more?" he asked.

"Just take it, we only have Xiang Caidie with this weapon here." Ye Yang Bailiu said.

Hearing what she said, Chen Xing provoked happily. Just as Ye Yang Bailiu wanted to ask him how to take so many of them, he saw him making a placement action, and then the knife disappeared.

"Storage space?" Ye Yang Bailiu asked in confusion.

Chen Xing showed her the ring on her hand, and then reluctantly said, "I have two, give you one."

"I can't use it." Ye Yang Bailiu refused, her life energy could not drive any psionic items, and then blamed, "Don't spend money." The space ring is extremely expensive, any one costs more than 200,000. But in fact it is not very useful.

"I didn't buy it, I picked it up." Chen Xing explained quickly, lest Ye Yang Bailiu misunderstood.