Zhang Ba's eyes opened even wider. The little girl's film is still a bit of a deterrent.

Seeing this, Si Ji poked her head out curiously.

"Miss, what is this?".

"Military training! What you are doing now is to stand in a military posture. Stand for an hour first and then talk."

"What, an hour?".[

As soon as Ning'er finished speaking, everyone relaxed and spoke to Ning'er in surprise.

"Don't move around, don't talk, and stand in a military posture."

Ning'er stretched out her folding fan and hit her head one by one.

"Next time if you mess around again, I'll drag you out and beat you up with a stick of incense."

Chunlan reached out and touched the cold sweat on her forehead. After looking at it for a long time, she still couldn't figure out what her so-called military training was about.

"Little girl, is this going to temper their wild nature?".

Zhang Ba really disagrees. People's personalities are all innate and nurtured. Not to mention that they have lived for thirty or forty years, even for teenagers, it is difficult to change now.

"cannot.".

Ning'er answered simply, her eyes never leaving the twenty people standing.

"But if they can't even fulfill my most basic orders, it's useless for me to hire them.".

She just wants to use a month to test their patience. If they can persist, she will really have a group of capable assistants, martial arts masters who are willing to obey orders. If they are used to protect the casino, it will be a bit overkill.

She is a lazy person and doesn't like too much trouble.

After an hour, although the men did not sit directly on the ground like the students, they still grinned fiercely.

"Little girl, you won't let me train like this every day, right?".

"No, it doesn't matter. Let's change the taste once in a while. Let's do something interesting tomorrow."

Ning'er unfolded her fan and raised an evil smile on her lips. Zhang Ba suddenly had a bad feeling.

"This feels more tiring than me doing a day's hard work." one person complained.

Ning'er opened her mouth lightly: "Are you tired? Just tired, comfort is reserved for the dead."

Everyone wiped their sweat together.[

Ning'er returned home and had already missed lunch time. She simply took Chunlan to the restaurant where she fought with Xue Huairen last time.

This time she looked at the name of the pub specifically, and it was quite loud, it was called 'The First Floor in the World'.

Ning'er disagreed, and Chunlan also felt that only restaurants run by a few princes would dare to call such arrogant names.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw Ning'er, he immediately walked up to her in a flattering manner.

"Princess Pingyao, please come upstairs."

Ning'er didn't feel strange at all that her identity was exposed. It was probably Nanye Yuzawa's guy who was responsible.

However, the biggest advantage of eating with this identity is definitely that it is free.

The shopkeeper led Ning'er to several private rooms reserved for princes, and served all the best dishes in the restaurant.

Ning'er carefully looked at the layout of the room. There were landscape paintings hanging everywhere. The largest one was undoubtedly the ink bamboo painting in front of her. Each stroke was full of charm.

Although it is said to be a tavern, it is full of book atmosphere.

Very refreshing.

"Huang Ji, Hong Ji, Lan Ji, and Zi Ji have all come out to replenish their energy."

Ning'er was tapping the dishes and chopsticks, a little too excited.

This feeling of getting something for nothing is quite good.
Chapter completed!