Chapter 1283

Perhaps... it was her first time here, so the spirit pet girl felt the timing wasn't right and didn't want to use her hand!

Right, it must be like this. As long as he comes a few more times, the spirit pet girl will definitely use her hand.

If Little Red knew this guy's inner thoughts, she would certainly look down on him. Perhaps this is what the master's memories called a simp.

Lin Cheng finally arrived at the sofa waiting area. The few young ladies from before had now become over a dozen young ladies. Just looking at their looks, they did indeed have some real quality, but compared to Miss Qianhui, Valkyrie Ailin, Little Red, and Yun Shang, they were quite ordinary.

Forget it. True beauties can't be too numerous in this world, and they wouldn't all gather around him.

"Are there any painters among you? Experienced ones take priority."

As soon as the words fell, a rather shy girl stood up with a red face and raised her hand. "Only you?"

Lin Cheng's gaze swept over the crowd, and at the same time he took out paper, ink, and brush from his spatial ring and handed them over directly.

"See that mechanical mount? Draw it. As long as you can achieve the expected effect in my mind, this job is yours."

Mm!

The shy girl nodded, looked toward the display platform Lin Cheng had indicated, and at the 360-degree no-blind-spot mechanical mount floating above, gradually fell into thought.

Although it was only a test of her basic drawing skills, Lin Cheng hadn't stated any specific requirements, which meant she could give free rein to her creativity. Free rein was precisely the hardest requirement—on one hand she had to display her drawing skills as much as possible, and on the other hand she also had to meet the expected requirements in Lin Cheng's mind.

This... was very difficult.

The biggest difference between a painter and a forger lay in the different angles from which both parties viewed things.

A painter hoped to see the most beautiful moment of a scene and record it, while a forger hoped to see everything about a device clearly in order to plan a reasonable structural diagram.

Thinking this, the painter understood how she should draw, stood up, found a suitable angle, and then began to paint the mechanical mount in her eyes.

Lin Cheng nodded imperceptibly, very satisfied with this young girl's performance, to the point that she might very well become the shop's exclusive painter. At the very least, she had already thought of the differences between a forger and a painter, and also understood exactly what a forger wanted to see.

As for the remaining young ladies, Lin Cheng also began to speak.

A base salary of 10 gold coins a month in Boulder Fortress could almost be said to be an extremely low pay bracket, the kind where one could only tighten one's belt and barely get by. However, the commission Lin Cheng mentioned was very novel to these young ladies. As long as they could sell enough mechanical mounts, they could easily live the life of the middle class within Boulder Fortress, and even a wealthy life was not impossible.

They only needed to have that sales ability.

Even if one's ability was limited and only one mechanical mount deal was closed in a month, the monthly salary of gold coins could still cover current living expenses, with plenty to spare, and one could even save up a small sum.

When the words reached this point, both the sales and the service jobs made the young ladies before them extremely excited.

Lin Cheng also knew their excitement. He was willing to pay high salaries precisely because he hoped the employees in his shop could provide the best service quality in all of Boulder Fortress. The best shop naturally had to be matched with the best service.

"Alright, the position requirements in my shop have been stated very clearly. Now you all think it over carefully. In a while, I'll interview each of you one by one. Tell me your thoughts and plans, as well as the position. If things go smoothly, you can officially start work tomorrow."

When the words fell, the young ladies sitting on the sofa already had their own thoughts. Whether as salesgirls or as servers, both positions in Lin Cheng's blacksmith shop had good money prospects. They couldn't wait to start the interview, eager to try, striving to begin their money-making journey as soon as possible.

It was also at this moment that the previously shy painter girl suddenly came to Lin Cheng's side, looked up, and said.

"I've finished drawing."

These drawings looked simple and seemed to contain no technical skill, yet Lin Cheng precisely needed drawings like these.

For a forger, a custom-made blueprint didn't need to have a very detailed internal structural diagram; it only needed the general external shape the customer wanted. How to forge the rest would be solved by the forger.

And the drawing the painter had to provide was precisely to help the forger complete the initial design sketch, which was also the most crucial step.

"Drawn very well. This job is yours."

"Thank you, Master—no, Boss." The shy painter smiled happily, very grateful!

She also breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Earlier she had been thinking that although the blueprint the forger wanted was simple, how should she integrate her own skills into it?

Therefore, in order to display her superb skills, she employed different brushstroke strengths and varying degrees of ink wash, and by these means divided and painted each portrait of the mechanical mount.

Those portraits, in the painter's eyes, would naturally reveal that completely different skills were employed in each portrait. Being able to effortlessly paint with five different techniques in a short period of time—her ability was naturally beyond question.