Immortal robbery

Chapter 5 Work
Information flashed through his mind, and Wang Zijia showed a naive smile and said, "Morning Mrs. Wang, I can't sleep, so I got up earlier."

While tidying up, Wang Dan replied, "My lord, it's time to change shifts again, isn't it just a ten-day transfer to the day shift?"

"It's not a shift change. In the kitchen, I was suddenly hungry last night and wanted to get something to eat, but it ended up like this. I'm sorry to trouble Mrs. Wang." Wang Zijia said with a smile, a little embarrassed.

"Young master, don't be so polite, it's just some bowls and chopsticks." Wang Dan turned around and went into the kitchen while cleaning up, and said: "Young master, it is indeed time to grow up, I will make some noodles or something in the future , let it go."

"Then thank you Mrs. Wang!" Wang Zijia also went back to the house to tidy up while speaking, and then came to the center of the yard, under the huge old peach tree, and started to practice martial arts.

This is the habit of my predecessor, and I will practice it several times sooner or later.

While practicing, Wang Zijia secretly observed the nanny Wang Dan.The other party kept rushing in and out, and started making breakfast after cleaning up, unusually diligent and careful.

Of course, if you don't work hard, you can't work in their family for nearly ten years.

After observing for a long time, Wang Zijia didn't find any problems for the time being, so he put aside his worries for the time being.

After a while, after finishing everything, the other party left in a hurry, probably to do other work.After all, it is very difficult for ordinary mortals to gain a foothold in Wanyu Immortal City.

Wang Zijia finished his breakfast and didn't continue to practice martial arts.

After the nanny left, he started to look around the yard. As he walked around, various related memories of the original body emerged in his mind.

It wasn't until the second or third quarter of the hour, around 08:30, that Wang Zijia cleaned up, went to the secret room, and took more than a dozen pieces of jade coins, then put on work clothes and went out.

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The neighborhood he lives in is considered a wealthy neighborhood, the streets are clean and the quality of the residents is not low.

There are pavilions, terraces and pavilions everywhere, the shops are almost fully opened, and the atmosphere of life is full, which makes Wang Zijia fully feel that the world is completely different.

He called a carriage at the intersection and headed towards the center of the city.

The carriage took him to the center of the city, and stopped a few blocks away from where he went to work.

Because the block in front of it is difficult for ordinary people to enter.If Wang Zijia hadn't had a job, even if he was a second-generation fairy, he wouldn't be able to get in without his father taking him with him.

After paying a little silver, he got off the carriage and walked into the core area of ​​Tianyu City.

As soon as you enter here, you can clearly feel the difference from other areas.

The buildings beside the street are no longer uniform ancient wooden buildings. Although there are many pavilions, besides the wooden buildings, there are also stone buildings with strange shapes, and even shops that grow directly from the trees.

Even in the daytime, many shops are flashing with spiritual lights in front of them, which are somewhat similar to the neon lights of the previous life, but completely different.

There is less sense of science and technology, more sense of fantasy, the fairy house is full of atmosphere, yet without losing the atmosphere of fireworks in the world, it is full of exotic customs.

Even though he has the memory of his previous life, it is not his own after all, so all this makes Wang Zijia feel a sense of familiar strangeness and full of novelty.

After a while, Wang Zijia came to Wanyu City, the most central and busiest street, and stopped in front of a huge attic.

The attic has seven floors and is more than 30 meters high. It is considered to be a relatively tall building in Xiancheng.

The entire attic is pure white and integrated, it looks like it was carved and polished from a whole piece of top-quality marble.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it with carved railings and jade.

On the gate of the attic, there is a plaque with three words on it: Wanyuzhai!
This is the place where he works, and it is one of the top shops in Wanyu Immortal City, which belongs to the outer sect of Wanyu Sect.

It is impossible to work here without any qualifications.

An identity like Wang Zijia's is only theoretically possible to succeed, not to say that it can be hereditary.Apart from his father's Yu Yin being able to work here, it is also because he handed over his father's body to the sect for free that he was able to get the most lucrative job.

While his thoughts flickered, Wang Zijia bypassed the front door and walked towards the back door.

There are a lot of things sold in Wanyuzhai, including talismans, elixirs, spiritual materials, magic tools, etc. It can be regarded as a large supermarket in the practice world.

Such as welcoming guests, shopping guides, tellers, tea receptionists, etc., any jobs that can directly contact practitioners, and may even get rewards, are all impossible for ordinary people.

Almost all of them are Zongmen handymen, some are old enough to be sent abroad, and some are directly assigned here.

And like Wang Zijia, the second generation of handyman, the mortals who took over, almost all concentrated in one department.

Warehouse Management!

And there is a special responsibility for the registration and warehousing of items.

What they do is, every hour, go to the front store to receive the replenishment list and replenish the stock.

Also go to the appraisal and purchase room to collect the goods purchased by the adults, and store them in the warehouse after registration.

It also helps various guests to extract relevant spiritual materials, and collects various finished products submitted by them for storage.

Of course, it is impossible for him to do it alone in such a large place. He is mainly responsible for the warehouse management of the Fulu area on the first floor.

Specifically, it was probably a warehouse employee in a large supermarket in the previous life, who was responsible for moving goods.

Because the registration office does not belong to him, he is just a porter, so there is almost no salary, only that little salary, one fare a month.

Working four hours a day, three shifts, one rotation per month.

Overall, it's an easy job.

After all, it's not really the kind of large supermarket in the previous life, which needs to carry rice, flour, oil and so on.What he needs to carry are almost all ordinary or exquisite jade boxes, most of which are pieces of talismans.

The work is easy and the time is plentiful. Although there are no benefits related to the establishment, at least there are establishments. It can barely be regarded as a Zongmen handyman. It is a standard old-age job and suitable for a flat life.

The kind that can lie down to the end of the universe!
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"morning!"

"morning!"

Wang Zijia entered through the back door, met colleagues at work, nodded and greeted each other.

Following the habit of the original owner, he started to work without any abnormality, collected the goods to register, then put them into the warehouse, went to the front hall regularly, and waited for the replenishment list.

With such a mindless work, coupled with previous memories, Wang Zijia has almost no difficulty in getting started.

Time flies, and it's time for lunch.In the entire Wanyuzhai, most of the disciples ate in the big cafeteria. There were hundreds of handymen on the seven floors.

Therefore, it is very scientific to implement batches of meals.

Wang Zijia waited until the time, and the storekeepers from other areas left the warehouse, came to the big cafeteria, and lined up for meals.

For a while, there really was a day when I went to work and fished in my previous life.

After time travel, it seems like there is no time travel!

During the meal, everyone doesn't care about the many windows, because they can add and take at will.

There is only one window, which is responsible for it, and everyone is most concerned about the things here.

"Thank you old man, if you shake your hands again, there will be half a bowl of porridge left in my bowl!"

"You old man, you want to take advantage of the sect every time you come back. Everyone's spiritual food is rationed. If you give you more, others will have less. Who do you want me to deduct?"

"Nonsense, which one of your cafeterias is full of greasy food, and I don't see any rations."

"You're almost fine, let the senior brothers inside hear it, and you will have good fruit to eat."

"..."

In the team, every old man, rascal, or obsequious is familiar with the old man who cooks at this window, and they go back and forth just to get more money.

When it was finally Wang Zijia's turn, he picked up the bowl silently. The old man who was cooking rice glanced at him, paused, and silently gave him an extra half spoonful.

"Thank you, old man!"

Wang Zijia was just like his predecessor, his face was reddish, and he bowed his head a little embarrassedly in thanks.A group of old people in the warehouse who were traveling together saw it, but no one said anything about it.

Wang Zijia came to his seat and looked at the food in front of him.

Forget about the rest, the staple food is actually this bowl of gruel that is slightly yellowish in light blue.

This can be regarded as one of the work benefits, a kind of spiritual food provided by the sect, er... it can barely be regarded as spiritual food.

The main material is the spiritual rice seedlings grown by the spiritual farmers of the sect. That's right, it's not spiritual rice. At least the disciples of the outer sect have a quota for spiritual rice.

After the spiritual rice is harvested, most of the remaining rice seedlings will be made into fodder to feed various beasts in the sect.

A small part will be ground into powder and sent to the various handymen as a great benefit.Whereas the place of expatriation, the benefits are even less.Those like them, Wan Yuzhai, are actually considered good.

The reason why Wang Zijia has been able to practice martial arts for several years and can enter the Houtian realm is also a large reason.

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When Wang Zijia was staring at the rice, a colleague in the warehouse management next to him took out a jade gourd and carefully packed the porridge.

Seeing this, an old man who was about the same age as him said with a smile, "Old man Xu, why are you packing again? How long has it been since I saw you eating a spiritual meal seriously!"

"Oh, I can't help it. My child's spiritual root is not good. If you don't take care of her, she will be sad if she can't become a servant of the sect. After all, he can't take over my class."

The old man packed the gruel and spiritual food, and sighed while putting away the gourd carefully.

The old man's surname is Xu, and his name is Xu Chenglin. He is the warehouse manager of the pill area. His status is similar to that of Wang Zijia, and he is also the second generation of handyman.But unlike Wang Zijia who just went to work, this one is definitely not spiritual, and has been working in the warehouse for decades.

Hearing that he was lucky, he gave birth to a son with spiritual roots, and tried to send him to the Zongmen's handyman's courtyard to become a serious disciple of Wanyuzong.

"Hey, who isn't!" Following Xu Chenglin's words, a kind of treasury manager was in a slightly depressed mood.

After all, the people who sneaked into the treasury were from similar family backgrounds to Wang Zijia, and they were all people who were about to enter the circle of mortals.

Wang Zijia didn't interrupt, and while eating in silence, he was thinking about the next move.

(End of this chapter)