My master is invincible

Chapter 1795
When I think of the word making money, I feel so depressed.

Back in the countryside, they only knew how to carry the coffin all day long, and then earned a meager salary by carrying the coffin.

But in this big city, there is no coffin to carry. In other words, the only way to make money in this big city is to go out and work.

As Wen Xue said, go to work in the company.

But, I have no academic qualifications and no work experience, so what can I use to find a job?
You can't tell the other party during the interview that I used to carry the coffin, right?

Because of this, I had a terrible headache. In the end, I was so cruel that I had no choice but to work hard for others like a tall man or a skinny monkey.

With that in mind, I didn't think about it any more. I planned to go to the construction site early tomorrow morning to see if I could find a job.

However, some things are really predestined in the dark, that is, you can do whatever you want.

No, at midnight that night, I was about to fall asleep, but at this time, there was a sound at the door.

According to my initial thought, it might be Wen Xue who sent Mrs. Yuan downstairs.After all, Wen Xue went to another room with Mrs. Yuan earlier.

However, the sound lasted for about a full minute. What was even more strange was that the sound didn't sound like walking, but something was hitting the ground.

When I looked down, I found that the ground was not made of cement like our hometown, but was paved with many long strips of wood, and it was slightly wet.

This discovery made me get out of bed immediately, leaned towards the door tentatively, and listened carefully, the sound was very rhythmic.

"Wen Xue is that you?" I called through the door.

To my disappointment, no voice came back to me from outside.

This made my face sink, and I slowly opened the door, and looked outside with the faint light.

Seeing this, I was almost scared to death.

But I saw that the old lady Yuan was holding a hundred-yuan bill in her left hand, and in her right hand was holding a gong mallet that we used to knock gongs in the countryside, and kept beating the stairs.

What is her old man doing?

I muttered to myself, and walked slowly towards the door.

Speaking of this, there is one thing worth mentioning, that is, the room I am in is less than one and a half meters away from the stairs, and the stairs can be seen as soon as I go out.

And this staircase is made of wood, perhaps it was often beaten by the old lady Yuan, this staircase looks a little dilapidated, with many holes in several places.

When I was going upstairs, I was worried that the stairs would collapse.

Just when I was in a daze for a while, the old lady Yuan continued to knock on the stairs as if she didn't see me.

Taking advantage of this time, I took a closer look at the way Mrs. Yuan hit the stairs. She first put the hundred-yuan bill on the stairs, hit it three times with a hammer, and muttered something, and then followed this movement, and then went down again. moved down.

What really puzzled me was that when Mrs. Yuan was doing this action, she fell into a state of selflessness, as if everything in the world was nothingness to her.

I swallowed, and subconsciously called out, "Old lady Yuan!"

Surprisingly, she didn't seem to hear my voice at all, and continued to do what she was doing, constantly beating the banknotes with gongs and mallets.

This made me even more confused. I thought she was just putting some money at the door, but who would have thought that there would be such a ceremony.

Wait, this ritual.

Is it….

In an instant, my face turned pale. How could I care so much, and immediately ran towards Wen Xue's room, with only one thought in my mind, not to mention that this house requires rent, even if it pays my rent back, I can't live in it.

(End of this chapter)