This is an old woman who is several thousand years old. She is a junior, so how can any of her colleagues care about her?
Seeing the second master's neurotic behavior, Lingye really couldn't understand it.
Forget it, the second master can do whatever he wants. Just find something for him to do so that he has no time to think about leaving and do whatever he wants.
Lingye's face returned to its original cold look, with a slight smile on his lips: "In this case, Second Master, you can make your own arrangements. I will go to the first floor first."
"Hey, don't leave yet," the second master stopped her again, "You just said that the scholar has always been in charge here, but he has always been with me, how can he be in charge of this place?"
Lingye was slightly surprised, how could the second master grasp the key points so well.
"Well...don't you allow me to find a part-time job?"
The second master sneered, looking for a part-time job? You really know how to talk.
"He has a friendship with me, so there is nothing wrong with doing something for me. The second master should know how to make the best use of everything, right?"
The second master curled his lips and said nothing. I asked you to say everything. What did you say?
"let's go."
Seeing Ling Ye's back disappearing, the second master felt indignant. Really, why did he continue to live longer and become more useless!
"Young scholar, hurry up and get out to work!" The second master yelled at the bookshelf opposite with a very bad temper.
Don't think he doesn't know, this damn scholar made him hide behind the bookshelf and watch the show as soon as he walked in.
Seeing that the second master was in a bad mood, Xiu Xiucai hurriedly appeared in front of him.
"Second Master, please come this way and rest first. If you have anything to do, just ask me to do it."
Suan Xiucai felt miserable. He was already busy enough when he was asked to sort out these files. Why did he have to serve such a master carefully?
"I won't rest," the second master shook off the scholar, "Hurry up and tell me what to do, I have to work!"
The scholar's eyes widened in surprise. Is the second master not sick?
"What are you looking at? Do you want to be lazy?"
What kind of look is that damn scholar, how dare you doubt me!
"No, no," Xiucai lowered his head and waved his hands quickly, his chin almost piercing his chest, "Second Master, please find a place to sit first, and I will go and clean up the place for you."
After saying this, the scholar hurriedly cleared the table and tidied everything up, for fear of making the second master angry or unhappy.
Downstairs, Xiangshi has opened its doors, but there are really not many people visiting the museum.
Uncle Chang is well-informed and knows everything. He can explain some reasons, which also helps Fang Xiangshi's appearance.
After a leisurely morning, it was almost time for lunch. The sour scholar hesitated to speak. He saw the second master writing hard, but he did not have the courage to call him out.
The sour scholar was in trouble, and there was a knock on the door, "Deng, Deng, Deng."
The person who came in was Ling Ye. She was slightly surprised as soon as she entered the door. She was even more surprised when she saw a pile of books and notebooks on the second master's table and the scholar's bitter face beside him.
The second master was really... very hardworking. She thought that when she left, the second master would let the scholar do it for him.
After all, these things are boring to do, otherwise she and Ren Xi would not recommend them to scholars.
Ling Ye walked to the table and said to the second master who was working hard: "Second master, it's time for you to go cook with Uncle Chang, otherwise we will be hungry at noon."
Cooking? Let’s start with him and the old man today?
"Where's the old man?" The second master put down his pen and paper, stood up, arranged his clothes and walked out.
"Uncle Chang is waiting for you in the backyard."
Lingye followed the second master, thinking of helping him later.
Both the king and the second master are masters who "have what they can and cannot do", and cooking is their "cannot".
Unexpectedly, the second master turned around and almost bumped into her. Lingye quickly took two steps back.
"I'm sorry, Second Master, I'm sorry, Ling Ye didn't mean it."
Lingye cursed in annoyance, he hadn't made such a stupid mistake in many years.
At that time, when Pluto was still in the underworld, she also had no eyes on her forehead and bumped directly into the king's chest. The king's look at that time was as if he was about to throw her into the river of ghosts, which was extremely scary.
Because of his criminal record, Lingye subconsciously did not dare to look up at the second master this time, so he missed the inquiring expression on the second master's face.
"It doesn't matter. I'll just go find the old man myself. You can do your work."