wicked immortal

"It doesn't seem like they usually kill pigs like that?"

"That's definitely not the case. It can't miss the business of the boss. However, after they have been tossing around for a few years, they are very good at killing pigs and sheep. Once my old Luo and Chef Lei had a competition. It only took 5 minutes to kill two live chefs. The pig was clean, and when Madam found out, she rewarded the two of them."

"5 minutes... so powerful..." Zhao Yuan showed an unbelievable expression on his face.He stayed in the east courtyard every day, and he had to kill pigs and sheep almost every other day. Sometimes, he had to kill several pigs a day. Naturally, he knew that it took at least half an hour to kill a pig.

"Hey, what is this? In the east courtyard, half a year is idle. Everyone has nothing to do. They will have some fun. It's like an axe, chopping flies when there is nothing to do; Pigs and sheep; when the iron and cattle are free, they compare with a group of porters to carry millet, six or seven hundred catties of millet, carry it to the warehouse, and then throw it up in bags one by one, whoever carries more and throws it faster, Whoever is No.1."

"Six or seven hundred catties..." Zhao Yuan gasped.

"Haha, our long-term porters here rely on their strength to eat. Who doesn't have a lot of strength, and it's commonplace to carry three to five hundred catties. You can go to the granary to see, eh...you have to You can only see it before eating."

"why?"

"They are usually not in a hurry, only when there is a lot of work or when it is almost time to eat, they will rush to finish all the work, just like my old Luo, when there are too many people eating, he seems to have taken some medicine suddenly, It's really fast, it's almost time to eat, if you don't believe me, go to the No. [-] granary."

"Uh-huh."

Zhao Yuan ran to the busy No. [-] granary.

Recently, the granary is the busiest part of the Wanjia East Courtyard, because every day, many tenants pull grain to pay rent. In addition to collecting rent, some farmers with land and some big families will also sell their surplus grain. To Wanjia.

At the No. [-] granary, there are still many people pulling carts waiting in line.

Although there are still two months before the new year, it is extremely cold, and in this cold weather, those porters are bare-chested, revealing dark and shiny muscles, and they are moving the purchased grain into the granary. .

The grain stacked in the granary is piled up like a mountain, with a height of more than ten meters.Dozens of porters are like ants moving a house, carrying bags of grain on the makeshift ladder and stacking them neatly. There is no such thing as the four or five hundred catties mentioned by Mrs. Luo, and at most it is only two hundred To Jin.

While Zhao Yuan was watching, someone yelled, "It's time to eat!", those slow-moving porters suddenly changed, and an astonishing scene appeared in Zhao Yuan's mouth. in front of you.

The atmosphere became heated, and a group of men with bare upper body and rock-like muscles began to keep shouting majestic numbers.

The porters began to divide the work. Someone put the sacks full of grain on a person one by one, one bag, two bags, three bags, four bags... The sacks pressed on the porters like a hill, like a mountain. Pressing down on the porter, the hunched porter tensed his muscles, roared all the way up the slanted ladder, under the heavy steps, the ladder trembled, as if it would collapse...

Efficiency has become extremely terrifying.

When encountering a place that cannot be moved up, a short man covered in black will twist the sack with both hands, shout "one, two, three!" As long as the hands on the top are lightly moving, the sacks will be stacked neatly, neatly, and the movements are extremely smooth, without muddling.

Zhao Yuan was dumbfounded.

In just over 30 minutes, the winding queue was cleaned up. A group of porters yelled again, picked up sweat towels, wiped them casually, and put on bloated cotton clothes, just like fleeing from famine , Noisily rushed towards the cafeteria where they ate, the birds and beasts scattered.Before Zhao Yuan could react, only the storekeeper locked the door in the bustling granary.

"Xiao Zhao, it's time to eat, why are you still in a daze?" the warehouse clerk urged Zhao Yuan, with a look of anxiety on his face.

"Uh-huh……"

Zhao Yuan left the No. [-] granary in a daze. The visual impact of the scene just now was extremely shocking.He had always thought that the East Courtyard was just a group of bitter people, but he never thought that this place was a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers could be found. It's just that the talents and potential of these people have not been tapped, and they have become a means of entertainment and earning a living.

After Zhao Yuan learned some killing skills from Gauss, he is no longer what it used to be. His observation ability is extremely keen, and he can get inspiration from ordinary things and improve himself...

After inquiring, Zhao Yuan found out that the short, dark middle-aged man was exactly what Mrs. Luo called Iron Bull, and he was a long-term worker of the Wan family.In fact, most of those porters are part-time workers. They go home to farm when the farming is busy, and help Wanjia when the farming is off, earning a little extra money to subsidize their families.

In Wanjia, the status of long-term workers and short-term workers is extremely different.

Usually, part-time workers are paid on a daily basis. When there is work, they will be notified, and when there is no work, they will stay at home. There is no guarantee of income.

Long-term workers are different. No matter how much work they do, their wages are calculated on a monthly basis.The most important thing is that most of the long-term jobs in Wanjia will last a lifetime. After getting old, Wanjia will also pay a certain amount of living expenses on a monthly basis. Although it is not much, it is very enviable.

Next, Zhao Yuan would occasionally go to the granary to help, especially when he was busy, while helping out, he would carefully observe the movements of the porters.

Through careful observation, Zhao Yuan discovered that, like Guo Futou, those porters not only possessed brute strength, but also practice made perfect in terms of handling. Afterwards, the power that erupted was extremely terrifying, completely different creatures from ordinary people.

The porters liked Zhao Yuan's help very much.

In the Wanjia East Courtyard, most of the easy jobs are helped by some tenants who pay rent, and they will help occasionally, but no one is willing to help with the moving job. After all, this job is too tiring and dirty. A little strength really can't help, sometimes dodging the waist, but it doesn't help.

Just as Zhao Yuan was absorbing practical knowledge like the surface of the sea, Wan Ziyu also left the customs.

Wan Ziyu, who has been in seclusion for more than a month, has lost a lot of weight, and his complexion is not good. He is not as refreshed as Chen and Wan Linger imagined after the breakthrough. Instead, he is sitting in the lobby with a book in his hand. The book, but his eyes are not reading the book, they are staring straight, a little out of mind.

"Father, why can't the paper butterfly I folded fly far away?" Wan Linger held a pink paper butterfly in her hand, and the paper butterfly flew up gracefully in her hand, but unfortunately, it flew less than a few meters away from her palm. He fell headfirst to the ground.

"...Ah, I don't know." Wan Ziyu was absent-minded, and glanced at the paper butterfly that fell on the ground.

"Father!" Wan Ling'er was angry and refused.

"Oh... I remember, your spiritual energy in cultivation is not enough, and paper butterflies are mortal things, so naturally they can't fly." Wan Ziyu, who was out of his mind, woke up with a start.

"Father, is there a way to make it fly very far?" Wan Ling'er jumped off the chair and onto Wan Ziyu's lap.

"Ling'er, don't disturb your father, a girl from a daughter's family who doesn't have a job, and spends all day practicing all kinds of tricks and tricks. It's up to you how you get married in the future." Chen, who was doing needlework, scolded.

"Mom, I'm cultivating, you don't understand, hee hee, Dad understands, Dad, tell Linger, is there any way?" Wan Linger said coquettishly.

"It's very simple, you just need to strengthen your practice, or buy more talismans with aura, they can fly, just like your high-grade flying sword, even with a weak aura, you can fly with the sword. "

"Are the talismans expensive?" Wan Ling'er was overjoyed.

"Expensive, a flying talisman should cost tens of thousands of imperial coins."

"Ten thousand imperial coins..." Wan Ling'er subconsciously glanced at Chen Shi, who glared at him and stuck out her tongue.