Chapter 2014 The alcoholic new employee of the pandora termite team [twenty points]

   Chapter 1997 The new hires of the pandora termite team

  Banddorf puffed out a hundred dollars in a fit of anger, not to mention the pain in his heart. "Little devil, don't dig out the termite nest."

   Grant, stopped not far away, showing a smile. "Really naughty big boy."

   "Pandora is going to dig." Dudu, the villain, holding a small shovel, said solemnly.

   "Dig it, if you dig a termite nest, the money is yours, kid, come on," said Bandof.

   "Well, thank you grandpa." Dudu, smiled and nodded.

   "No, I'm not Grandpa," said Bendoff. "Young Bendoff."

Dudu blinked and big eyes, but the old grandfather looked so old, the villain, didn't say, Dad told pandora that many people don't like to be called grandpa, grandpa Larry is also called uncle Lots of gifts.

   "Dig it."

  The villain said to Sister Baby, Sister Maria, and Hamdan next to him.

"here we go."

   In less than ten minutes, Bendoff's complexion changed. "There are really termite nests, damn, how can there be here."

  The villain, for the sake of effect, the first dig is a termite nest near the corner of the wall. "The wood is broken." Dudu said, knocking on the board.

   "It's impossible." Bahndorf, come here, knock knock, sure enough, something is wrong.

This house was left to him by his father for at least 60 years. This is an old house. Bahndorf was renovated when he was young. In recent years, Bendoff has been thinking about drinking. It hasn't been refurbished for several years.

   "Gert, it won't take a day for such a **** to make money from me. This profiteer will succeed." Bandorf said through gritted teeth. "Kid, well, I admit, this is a termite nest."

   "Pandora dug up." The villain said with a puffed mouth.

   "Dig it, dig it, Bandorf has money." Bandorf took out a bottle of wine and took a gulp.

   "Smelly wine and wine." Dudu villain, muttered.

   A few little people, divided up the work, and started to dig the marking points for the next day. "Hey, there really is."

   After that, the third marking point was dug up, revealing the termites inside, Bandorf, with round eyes, these little guys are serious, this is the third one, my sixty dollars. Bendolph, see, most of the hundred dollars went.

   I muttered in my heart, there won’t be so many termite nests, just wait, the fifth termite nest is dug up, Bandorf, completely give up.

   "Hey, old guy, it looks like you've become a termite nest here." Grete had a smile on his face, which made Bandorf very unhappy.

"Stingy Gretel, why is your time so cheap, hey, I think you should go back to your **** monster shop, maybe, now there's that stray dog, go back to your place to see if there's anything to eat ." Bandolph, said.

   "No, this little guy is my client today," Gretel said.

   "This kid, don't try to lie to me." Bendov laughed. "This little guy, maybe go back and buy diapers, maybe you should open a diaper shop."

  Greit gave Bendoff a dismissive glance. "Bandolph, you may be better suited to be with horses. You may only have horse dung in your head."

   "Damn stingy," Bandorf, cried.

   "Grandpa Gretel." Dudu, the villain, in a termite box, brought it here. "Grandpa Bandorf has a lot of termite eggs here."

   "Of course, Bandorf, is a very good termite breeder." Grete, hahaha laughing.

   At this moment, there was no sign of a monster grandfather at all, and Bendoff saw that Gretel actually bought termites. "You monster, you don't even let things like termites go."

   "This is baby." Grete, weigh it. "There are two pounds here, which is a lot."

   "And these." Dudu, pointing to the baby and Maria carrying the big box.

   "Looks, it's a lot, it's awesome, six dollars a pound." Grete said, looking at the mature termites.

   "God, this thing is six dollars a pound, are you crazy?" Bandorf, almost dropped the bottle in surprise.

  These are termites, and people still buy them, and the price is not cheap. "These eggs, the quality ratio is just right, I'm willing to pay thirteen dollars."

   "Thirteen dollars, buy termite eggs, Grete, you're really crazy." Bendoff, even more surprised.

Six termite nests, pqandora and baby, Maria and Hamdan dug for three hours in total, fifteen pounds of termites, four pounds of termite eggs, a total profit of one hundred and forty-two dollars, plus Bandorf's For one hundred dollars, pandora gave Bendoff a discount, and six wowos were only one hundred dollars.

   "Two hundred and forty-two dollars in three hours?" Bandorf, after doing the math, exclaimed in surprise.

   "God, where did these children come from?"

   "Hee hee." Dudu grinned, happily counting the tickets and splitting the money.

   In addition to the 20% Termite Development Fund, the other money was directly divided by a few villains, and Hamdan got a share. Bahndorf's eyelids jumped when he saw it. These were two bottles of whisky.

   There were only three hours, and Bendoff looked at Gretel. "Hey, stingy lunatic."

  Who is Gretel? As soon as Bendoff came over, he knew what Bendoff had in mind. "Bandolph, if I were you, I wouldn't say stupid things."

   "Am I better off than a kid with no teeth," Bandorf exclaimed.

   "This kid has incomparable skills," Grete said.

   "Skill?"

  Bandoff, pouting, termite trapping company, it’s not like Bandoff hasn’t seen it before.

   But that would cost a lot of money, which Bendoff didn't have, and since St Andrew's ranch was abolished, Bendoff was out of a job. For three full years, Bandorf was drunk longer than he was sober. You must know that both Bandorf and Bandorf's father were both St. Andrews farm horse farms, working, losing this job, Bandorf was like losing his soul.

   "Okay." Bandorf raised the bottle and took a sip.

   "Drinking grandpa, do you want a job of digging termites?" The little dudu's small ears kept eavesdropping on the conversation between the two.

   "Hey kid, don't even think about it, I'll work for you kid," Bandorf called out.

   "But pandora is willing to pay two dollars for a termite nest," pandora said.

   "God, you dig up a termite nest and you'll make twenty dollars, and you're only willing to give me two dollars," Bendoff cried.

   "Also, one-sixth of the price of selling termite nests." Dudu said.

   "One-sixth?"

   "Like how much was it just divided?" Bahndorf, wondering.

   Dudu little man breaks his fingers, do the math, twelve dollars, plus one-sixth of one hundred and forty-two dollars, little man, do the math, make up a whole number. "Thirty-five dollars."

   "Thirty-five dollars?" Bahndorf, his eyes lit up, God, this can buy a good bottle of whisky.

  Banddorf, I'm tempted. "Okay, kid, but I'm going to be the captain of the termite squad."

   "No." Dudu said. "Pandora as captain."

   "Well, well, I think, I can be a captain who doesn't care about things," said Bendoff. "I don't want to be laughed at and work under a kid captain."

   "Okay, honorary captain." Dudu, remembering that Dad had said honorary principal, president, no matter what, just be the captain's name.

   "OK, well, no matter, my money can't be less." Bandorf said.

"Um."

  The villain showed a hint of pride.

   Beside Grete, he smiled, what a smart little guy.

  pandora was wise to accept Bandorf.

   "Hey, Drunk Bandorf."

   "No, Mrs. Orson, I found a new job, please call me the captain of the termite hunting team, Mr. Bendoff," Bendoff said.

   "Termite capture, which is amazing."

   "Yes, I think, tomorrow the town will spread." Mr. Orson, exclaimed.

   "Mr. Orson, ma'am, perhaps it's time for me to help see if there are any nasty, repulsive little things in this pretty house," said Bendoff.

   "Ok, okay." Mr. and Mrs. Orson agreed after some hesitation.

   "That's great." The little pandora people who followed behind Bandov waved their hands excitedly.

   "Oh, it's you?" Mrs. Orson cried, covering her mouth.

   "Mrs. Orson, do you know them?" Bandorf, a little puzzled.

   "Yes, these children, came a few hours ago." Mrs. Orson. "Bandolph, do you and these children know each other?"

   "Yes." Bendoff said nothing.

   "That's it."

   The two of them didn't say anything, and invited Bandorf and a few children to come in.

   "Sir, ma'am, we're about to start."

"OK."

   The Orson family is a small manor. The two of them worked in New York before coming to Bandora. Mr. Orson was a writer and Mrs. Orson was a screenwriter.

   "Look, that child, what is he doing?" Mrs. Orson looked at him with a puzzled look, holding a magnifying glass and lying on the ground pandora.

   "Maybe find termites again," said Mr. Orson.

   "What an astonishing way."

   "Banddorf, here." The villain took out a small flag and stuck it in the corner of the terrace.

   "Here too."

   After a while, a few villains found three places. "Three places?"

  Bandoff, do a quick calculation, I can make a profit, I am very satisfied, six dollars, three termite nests, can be sold for seventy dollars, one sixth, add up to twenty dollars, a bottle of whiskey.

   This is so exciting, Bendoff thinks about it, and he is in a good mood immediately. He is even more obedient to the words of the pandora villain. Only if he can find the termite nest, Bandoff is willing to do everything.

  Three little flags, plant them, Bandolph, and have a good talk with Mr. and Mrs. Orson about the price.

   "Three termite nests."

   "Yes, sir," said Bendoff with a look of horror. "There's one near the patio, God, can't imagine how dangerous it would be if you and your wife were standing on a patio gnawed by termites."

   "You're right," Mr. Orson said. "Bandolph, I'd like to pay you a sum of money to clean them up."

   "Of course, it's my job." Bahndorf. "A termite colony is only twenty dollars."

   "Twenty dollars, three sixty dollars, all right, I'll take it," said Mr. Orson, thinking for a moment.

   "Your decision was very wise," said Bahndorf.

   "OK, it's time to start." Bandorf said with a smug look.

"Um."

   (end of this chapter)