Author: Dimension Theory

After Wang Zijia left the alley, he rushed towards the street where he worked again. Along the way, he discovered that there was indeed a lot of chaos in the city. Many places experienced a night of turmoil and were still being cleared.

It seems that the spell that the sheep-headed monster used last night before it died was not a simple self-destruction.

After a while, Wang Zijia came to the warehouse and found that there were not many people working in the warehouse today.

Before he could change his shift with his colleagues on the night shift, he was suddenly stopped by the steward.

"Steward, do you have any instructions?" Wang Zijia asked carefully.

"You go to the front office to work for a few days. There is a shortage of manpower in the front office. Wait for the sect to send manpower over." The steward ordered him.

"Um... the front hall is short of manpower?" Wang Zijia said in surprise. You must know that Wanyuzong is not a small sect, and Wanyuzhai is not a place for garbage. It has always been a carrot and a pit.

Usually I am only remembered, not free.

"That steward, look at me..."

In the midst of his thoughts, Wang Zijia's face showed anxiety, his tone was stagnant, and he was showing off his posture. Although he didn't say it clearly, the meaning of the change of guard was clearly expressed. After all, there is really no money in the warehouse. Unless he is responsible for the management of goods and the registration and storage,

rather than transporting goods.

The steward was stunned for a moment, and then said in astonishment: "What are you thinking? There are not enough inspectors in the city, so we temporarily transferred some senior brothers with high cultivation level to help."

"Oh!" Wang Zijia suddenly stopped talking and prepared to go to the front hall.

"You are so lucky that you don't know your blessings. I heard that shopkeeper Xiang intends to recruit you as his wife. With such a great thing, you can't do it and only worry about those miserable positions in the front hall. You are really..." the manager laughed and scolded

Time, such a way.

When Wang Zijia heard this, she immediately became angry and turned red, even to her ears. She lowered her head and hurried toward the front hall without even saying hello.

The steward watched Wang Zijia leave, shook his head, and said: "Old Wangtou is so stingy, how could he raise his child to be such an introvert? If he does enter the outer gate, let alone compete with others for food, he will not eat.

It’s a big loss, so thank God!”

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"Senior Sister Liu, I'll take over!" After a moment, Wang Zijia came to the fulu area in the front hall and said to the foreman, Senior Sister Liu Xiangying.

Liu Xiangying looks to be in her thirties, with good looks and charm, like a mature young woman, very charming.

But... the other person and his father are almost the same generation.

"Xiao Zijia, I heard that you have become a talisman master? No wonder your father has been covering you up these years. You are a little genius in love, and I hope you will make a fortune!" Liu Xiangying looked at Wang Zijia for a moment and said with a smile.

‘Well, there are no secrets on the first floor of Wanfu Zhai! At least among internal colleagues, there are no secrets!’

I was complaining a little in my heart, and showed a shy expression on my face again, showing the image of an introverted fat guy!

"Okay, you go to Junior Brother Dingqian's class and watch the counter. With your temper, I can't arrange for you to greet the guests." As he spoke, Liu Xiangying paused and said: "You know the prices of various talismans, right?

?”

Wang Zijia smiled and replied: "Senior sister, I have been working in the warehouse for more than half a year. My father has been teaching me for many years. I have almost memorized the entire warehouse. After all, if I don't know these things, I can't complete the warehousing.

"

"That's good, then it's settled!" After arranging Wang Zijia's affairs, Liu Xiangying left in a hurry. It seemed that she was also taking charge of other areas.

The first floor of Wanyuzhai is really similar to the large shopping supermarket in the previous life. Each counter is divided into areas, and various items are placed inside.

The only difference is that these counter shelves are closed and cannot be easily accessed.

Wang Zijia's job is similar to that of supermarket employees. He guards his own area and explains the goods when someone comes to ask. If no one comes, he fishes.

In the past, Wan Yuzhai's business was usually busy, and among them, their Talisman area was the most popular, followed by the elixir area.

But today, it was a bit deserted.

Wang Zijia was idle and bored, looking around at the nearby area, mainly looking at the exercise area next to the talisman area.

The first-level high-level spell "Wind Blade" costs 1,100 mana;

The first-grade mid-level spell "Thousand Feathers Fantasy" costs 800 mana money;

The first-level high-level spell "Fireball of Fire" costs 1,300 mana...

Looking at a book of magic techniques, Wang Zijia felt a little jealous. As a poor man, his eyes were full of money.

In this world, it is difficult to reproduce extraordinary skills, and they are only used once. It cannot be copied like a book.

Therefore, among items of the same level, cheats are definitely high-end items, and the price has always remained high.

If an ordinary cultivator wants to buy a book, it is just like buying a house in his previous life. He has to tighten his belt for decades, borrow money from everywhere, and owe a lot of debt.

Many casual cultivators even only have a basic set of exercises and don't know a single spell. They rely on throwing talismans to fight!

Fortunately, low-level talismans are cheap, otherwise he would be an innate warrior with magical power!

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Business was not very good for the whole day. Wang Zijia fished all day long and walked around most of the front hall. When Liu Xiangying saw it, he didn't scold him.

In the evening, when it was almost time to get off work, Wang Zijia returned to the warehouse.

When he found Xu Chenglin, he was sitting at a resting place in the elixir warehouse area and said limply: "Where have you been, kid? Let me do the work of three people by myself, and my old bones will soon fall apart from exhaustion."

"Um, I'm going to take over the shift in the front office." Wang Zijia froze and said with a strange expression: "Mr. Xu, there's no business today, right?"

Xu Chenglin's miserable expression also froze. Looking at the introverted and upright child in front of him, he was speechless for a while.

Is this a matter of business?

This is what I have to do three jobs, old man. How can I not be tired?

If you're not tired, doesn't it mean that you have to do this every day in the future?

Xu Chenglin was speechless for a while, and finally he was too lazy to argue with this stupid young boy, so he said, "Why are you looking for me? You don't want to buy some weird pills, do you?"

"No!" The prince finished his good words and stopped talking. He hesitated to speak, and was very confused.

I have something to say but don’t know how to express it clearly.

"What are you doing so slowly? Is there anything else you can't say?" Xu Chenglin looked at Wang Zijia and asked.

"I think... I want to borrow some money!" Wang Zijia hesitated for a while before revealing his purpose.

Xu Chenglin was stunned and said in surprise: "Your father is stingy and usually spends less money. He should have saved a lot of money for you..."

Halfway through his words, he seemed to think of something and said: "If you want to be a Talisman Master, you don't need just a little money. Since you have mastered the making of Talisman Cards and you are a beginner, you should take the path of being supported by the sect. You can't support yourself."

Get up!"

Sect support: You can receive materials for free, but there is a 20% discount for recycling spell cards. Every loss in the early stage will be recorded. After you master the spell and make a profit, you need to repay more at a 20% discount. It’s almost like a loan!

Moreover, this accounting will not last forever, and the sect will not support those who are not talented enough.
Chapter completed!