Original God: Ningguang is still a little pitiful, I invested in her

In order to fill their stomachs and earn Mora, Paimon and Ying applied to become staff members of a bakery.

Ying was responsible for handing out flyers, while Paimon was responsible for selling bread.

"Freshly made fisherman's toast, come and taste it!"

"Free taste, super delicious!"

Paimon seemed to be very busy, flying around, looking here and there,

She held a plate with small pieces of bread in her hand,

Every time a passerby passed by, Paimon would pick up the bread and shout a few words,

However, most people just glanced at the bread in Paimon's hand and shook their heads gently to refuse.

Paimon was not discouraged, but quietly finished the bread in his hand.

She ate while thinking,

These people are really strange, they don't eat free bread?

In this case, she had to finish the bread on behalf of these passersby.

Thank you for the gift of nature~

Compared to the noisy Paimon, Ying seems much quieter.

She would just stand quietly by the roadside and hand flyers to passers-by.

When passers-by took the flyers, Ying would bow slightly to express her gratitude.

Generally speaking, most of the flyers sent out would be thrown into the trash can by passers-by.

Maybe it was because Ying was too polite, there was no trace of flyers in the trash can.

Politeness is a plus point, and this is true for everything.

But even so, the work of handing out flyers is not so easy to do.

Looking at the flyers that were as thick as a dictionary, Ying couldn't help but sigh: "There are still many flyers that have not been handed out."

"It's okay, Ying,"

"The weather is good today, and there will definitely be more tourists later!"

"By then, all the flyers will be handed out in a flash."

Paimon flew to Ying's side and tried to comfort her.

As soon as the words fell, the sky began to drizzle.

At first, the rain was not heavy, but as time went by, it turned into a torrential rain.

The passers-by who originally wanted to go shopping saw that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and they all returned to their homes.

Paimon and Ying also hurriedly hid under the eaves to avoid the rain.

Paimon shook off the rain on his body, and then carefully took out the bread in his arms.

Seeing that the bread was not wet by the rain, Paimon's eyes were filled with joy.

Then he picked up a small piece of bread and ate it one by one, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Her job is to distribute the sample bread to passers-by, and now she is just doing her job.

Listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the ground, Ying was full of thoughts.

Maybe she won't be able to distribute all the flyers today.

Failure to distribute all the flyers means that she won't earn Mora...

Then how should she pay off her debts and find her brother?

Just as Ying was thinking, Fang Xun's voice came from her side: "It seems that your work today is not going well?"

Facing Fang Xun's question, Ying did not deny it and nodded slightly.

It rained heavily today, so the flyers naturally couldn't be distributed.

Fang Xun stared at the flyers in Ying's hand and soon had an idea.

"Give me the flyers, I have a way to distribute all of them."

Paimeng looked surprised: "Eh? Distribute all the flyers?"

"It's raining so hard, there are few pedestrians on the road, can all the flyers really be distributed?"

Not only Paimeng was confused, but even Ying found it incredible.

"Of course, as long as you find the right method, it's not difficult to solve the problem."

Fang Xun didn't explain too much. He went to the bakery first.

Soon he came out and went directly to the eaves to hide from the rain.

It was raining heavily.

Some people ran back to their homes in time, while others lived far away. If they ran back, they would probably be soaked. They could only hide under the eaves like Paimeng and the others.

Seeing Fang Xun approaching, passers-by cast curious eyes.

Ying and Paimeng were also curious about what Fang Xun would do next.

Then, Fang Xun spoke a few words.

The next second, passers-by all looked at the flyers. They took the initiative to reach out and took them. Fang Xun didn't even need to hand out flyers.

Ying and Paimeng looked at each other and were speechless with surprise.

What's going on?

When they handed out flyers, they politely handed them to passers-by.

Why did passers-by take the flyers when they got to Fang Xun?

"Fang Xun, why are so many people rushing to get flyers?"

Seeing Fang Xun coming, Paimeng asked curiously.

Fang Xun didn't keep him in suspense and explained directly: "Because I told them that this heavy rain won't stop for a while, and I don't know how long we will be trapped here,"

"And I have already communicated with the bakery, and they said that as long as you take the flyer to the store, you can borrow a small umbrella for free.. "

Paimeng suddenly realized: "So that's it!"

"Everyone wanted to borrow an umbrella to go home, so they took the flyers on their own initiative."

Ying, who was standing next to him, didn't say anything. She thought Fang Xun was very capable.

For her, it would take a day to distribute the flyers, but Fang Xun didn't expect to distribute them all at once.

Ying suddenly had a question in her mind.

If she had Fang Xun's wisdom, would she be able to find her brother faster?

Fang Xun had said that he could help.

"Speaking of which, it was raining so hard outside, why did Fang Xun run out?"

At this time, Paimeng blinked, his expression very confused.

Everyone ran home on a rainy day, but why did Fang Xun do the exact opposite?

It was very strange.

Fang Xun smiled and answered casually: "Because I made an appointment with a friend to meet later, and I happened to meet you on the road."

"Meeting a friend?"

Paimeng looked at the heavy rain outside and couldn't help saying: "It's raining so hard, your friend shouldn't come, right? "

Fang Xun shook his head without thinking: "If it were someone else, they would probably change the time when they saw such heavy rain,"

"But if it was him, he would definitely come as promised."

"Because for him...as long as he promised something, he would definitely do it, rain or shine."

Here, Fang Xun paused and looked at the city gate,

"Speak of the devil, the devil is here."

Paimeng and Ying followed Fang Xun's gaze,

A young man stood outside the city gate at some point, holding a silver sword in his hand,

If you just look at his appearance, you would think he is a handsome young man, but he gives people the feeling that he has lived for a thousand years.

Let the wind and rain hit his face, his eyes could not show any sadness or joy.