Chapter 866 - Cat 3 Mouse 4 Fox 5
Chapter 866 of "High School of Demon Hunting" starts here: Chapter 866: Chapter 214 Cat 3 Mouse 4 Fox 5"Canât our accountant decide by himself... Discover what happens next!
Chapter 866: Chapter 214 Cat 3 Mouse 4 Fox 5"Canât our accountant decide by himself about the negotiations with the Mouse Clan? Dangdang Ears are also staying in the shop, just discuss it with them... Why must you ask me?"
Watching the potion in front of him become more and more terrible, Zheng Qing sighed deeply and gave up the idea of saving himself.
Life is like the herbs being boiled in this crucible before me, where each misstep brings a host of troubles. For a young state-funded student like me, choosing to open that small shop outside the school seemed to be such a misstep.
I could have simply deposited the earnings from the hunt into the bank to earn interest. Why did I have to think I was smart and invest in a business? The feeling of running a business was truly awful. Once the novelty wore off, my head was filled with nothing but troubles.
And lifeâs challenges often arise at times like these.
When the path youâve chosen encounters troubles, itâs hard to know whether itâs right to keep going or to give up on it timely. If the eventual outcome of this path is good, your perseverance will be praised; if the outcome turns out bad, your decision to give up will also earn praise.
However, no one can see all the possibilities of the futureânot even the Great Divinorâso when faced with such dilemmas, people often have to follow their hearts. Yet, most people tend to be brave when they should retreat, give up when they should be brave, hesitate when they need to be decisive, and step on the gas when they should slow down.
This is also one of the reasons why success is a scarce trait that is widely pursued.
After hearing Zheng Qingâs complaints, Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes, reached over the lab table, picked up a pot lid, and covered the mouth of the crucible, suppressing the increasingly bizarre fumes inside.
He then ripped off the large mask from his face and turned to look at the young state-funded student, saying, "Are you joking?"
Zheng Qing blinked, puzzled.
"Is the shop yours or Fox Fiveâs?" Doctor Xiao snapped back without a good temper. "Iâve never heard of a boss letting subordinates make decisions in business... Decentralization isnât done your way."
"The shop belongs to everyone, not just me," Zheng Qing immediately corrected the slight error in Xiao Xiaoâs words, then touched his nose and suddenly laughed. "Actually, our esteemed accountant sent a Paper Crane to everyone... After receiving the Paper Crane, I already notified Dangdang Ears, and it said that as long as the funds are in place, temporarily hiring some helpers from the Mouse Clan is no problem at all."
"So, ultimately, itâs up to Greenhill Mansion or the school to decide. After all, we arenât the ones actually hiring the Mice, weâre just a small shop that bridges connections."
"Also... from now on donât call him Fox Five, call him Hank... Our accountant has his own name outside the Greenhill Mansion."
Xiao Xiao raised an eyebrow but said nothing more.
Meanwhile, Xin Fat Man seemed to remember something and became somewhat angry.
"Not everyone!" the fat man said, standing to the side, waving a glass rod for mixing potions and speaking indignantly. "The Elders and I didnât receive the Paper Crane from Fox Five... I mean from Hank!"
"Even the fox knows how to cater to the right audience. What a terrible world," Zhang Ji Xin also sighed deeply.
Zheng Qing looked worriedly at the crucible in front of them and cautioned, "Can you two wear masks while speaking? Be careful not to splatter saliva into the potion... If our group canât even produce a decent Magic Potion, Professor Li will really blow a gasket!"
During the practical operation of the Magic Potion class, it was generally conducted in pairs, each mixing a potion.
The potion of Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiaoâs group had already been ruined by Doctor Xiaoâs "new operation," and among their small clique, only the potion in the crucible in front of Xin Fat Man and Zhang Ji Xin still looked passable.
The fat man muttered something softly and finally obediently put on a mask.
In such matters, he still knew what was important.
"Speaking of which, donât you think our shop has slightly too many ânon-traditional wizardsâ?" Xiao Xiao suddenly looked up at Zheng Qing, asking worriedly, "Especially since our shop is right across from the Wandering Bar... As far as I know, the Wandering Bar is often filled with many extremely biased âtraditional wizardsâ."
The so-called âtraditional wizardsâ that Xiao Xiao referred to were actually wizards of human origin, like Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao; of course, some âtraditional wizardsâ were even more biased, recognizing only the members of the human wizard nobility as true wizards.
Other races recognized as âwizardsâ by the Witch League Code, including vampires, werewolves, the Fox race, and ghosts, were often viewed by these wizards as âmagic beingsâ; or more politely, they were referred to as ânon-traditional wizardsâ.
Due to many legal regulations involving racial discrimination and wizard equality, no one would overtly challenge the authority of the Wizardâs Code. However, this did not mean that they wouldnât express their prejudices through more covert means.
Using an example Zheng Qing was familiar with, the difference between âtraditional wizardsâ and ânon-traditional wizardsâ was similar to the difference between whites and blacks in the United States during the 1960s and 70s. They were equal under the law; but in reality, for long trips, blacks needed a Green Book.
Xiao Xiaoâs worry about D&K was precisely for this reason.
Since the members of the Absolution Hunting Team spent most of their time at school and they couldnât afford to hire real wizards as shop employees, Zheng Qing chose a compromised method.
The accounts were managed by a Fox Clan Accountant sent from Greenhill Mansion, a male fox with a bushy tail; reception was handled by four talking mice wearing vests, led by Dangdang Ears and Ding Dong Ears; and guarding the âgoodsâ and preventing the âcaged miceâ and âcarrion beetlesâ from escaping were three cats.
One was a large forest cat, one was a small ragdoll cat, and the other was a Yellow Flowered Cat, which occasionally appeared and was referred to by Zheng Qing as âBrother Huang,â the old familiar cat.
Three cats, four mice, five foxes.
Not a single ârealâ wizard.
Perhaps only in this world of magic could such a fantastical way of running a shop be sustained.
Xiao Xiaoâs concern was not unfounded, Zheng Qingâor should we say, Su Daxuâhad, in fact, already noticed this risk.
"Well, Hank hung a symbol of Greenhill Mansion outside the shop, and I displayed my Merlin Medal and my cost student identity in the front... anyone with a bit of brain wouldnât go looking for trouble," Zheng Qing vaguely explained, making a reassuring gesture to the doctor.
Xiao Xiao looked at Zheng Qing weirdly, a mysterious expression flashing across his face.
"If needed, Iâll talk to my brother, and weâll also hang up the Zhang familyâs plaque," Zhang Ji Xin promised gruffly from the side, interrupting the doctorâs thoughts.