After my grandmother called me home in my dream, my spiritual energy revived

Chapter 81 Paper Man Helper
As soon as the electric scooter arrived at the foot of Xiaozhu Mountain, the lights in the yard on the mountainside were turned on.

When I arrived at the door of my house, the electric roller shutter door of the garage rose up by itself.

The two little paper figures that stayed at home did this after they discovered she had returned.

Song Miaozhu rode her electric scooter into the garage. As soon as she stopped, two little paper men came over with charging plugs and charged her electric scooter.

When she got off the car, she was faced with a brightly lit home.

Song Miaozhu couldn't remember how many years it had been since she last experienced the feeling of returning home to find a light on at home and someone opening the door for her.

After her parents passed away, the house was always dark when she was not at home.

Song Miaozhu didn't actually ask the two little paper figures to turn on the lights and open the doors, she just let them guard the house.

But they did it very naturally.

It's like this is what a housekeeper is supposed to do.

Although they cannot speak, they understand her habits and preferences very well and have a sense of telepathy.

Cutting paper into servants is a technique for controlling paper servants, but in fact, it is the paper figure's spiritual power that makes it spiritual.

In a sense, these little paper figures are also part of her.

But there is a very strange feeling of being taken care of, very warm.

Song Miaozhu suddenly felt that five little paper figures were too few.

The house should be more lively.

However, she had cut five small paper figures before and filled them with spiritual power. At this moment, the red spiritual crystal plate in her spiritual space had become much lighter in color, and there was not much spiritual power left.

She drew the curtains of the paper-making studio and took out the last spirit stone she had exchanged for the top-grade cornucopia.

Last time she exchanged eleven spirit stones, the others were low-grade spirit stones, only this one was a medium-grade spirit stone.

Song Miaozhu mobilized a trace of spiritual power and drew out the spiritual energy from the mid-grade spirit stone.

This wisp of spiritual energy looks similar to that in low-grade spirit stones, but the concentration of spiritual energy is a hundred times higher than before.

Just by absorbing this strand of spiritual energy into her spiritual space, she felt a slight swelling sensation. In the past, she had to absorb three low-grade spirit stones to have this feeling.

This strand of spiritual energy only split into a thin thread of spiritual energy, which refilled the thin red spiritual crystal plate in her spiritual altar that stored spiritual power, turning it into the richest red.

The remaining spiritual energy floated in the spiritual space, and the medium-grade spiritual stone in her hand was still hard and contained a lot of spiritual energy.

A piece of paper money that can be exchanged for a medium-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for a hundred low-grade spirit stones, so it is normal that it is more durable.

At present, it seems that medium-grade spirit stones are more useful. They have a high concentration of spiritual energy, are absorbed faster, and replenish spiritual power faster.

Spiritual energy is stored in the spiritual space, so Song Miaozhu is no longer worried about the loss of spiritual power.

If there is a little loss, some spiritual energy will be replenished.

Song Miaozhu cut fifteen small paper figures in a row.

Including the little paper figure on her body, there are sixteen in total.

She sent ten of them to the ghost shop.

Six of them help find goods in the Guipu warehouse, and one helps the clerk check orders at the cashier counter.

The remaining three were used to sort out the received paper money in the treasury, and all the longevity in the low-quality paper money was transferred to the empty high-quality ingots.

Song Miaozhu can now easily make third-grade ingots, and since gold paper in the mortal world is cheap, she doesn't care about the loss of the coin mold at all.

Ghost money can be exchanged for both RMB and spirit stones, which is hard currency.

Her little paper figurine, like herself, has access to the warehouse, treasury and treasure pot of Tiandi Bank, which greatly improves the work efficiency of the store.

Mao Jinxia was in charge of the shop tonight. When a small paper figure appeared on the counter, she was startled at first, but when the figure held up a piece of paper with a few large characters written in a flamboyant style, she finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"So the boss sent me here to help!"

Although Anshou Paper Shop is not as popular as when it first opened, it still has a steady stream of customers every day.

Ever since she and Xu Jingsi split into two shifts to run the store, the job of taking in goods and collecting cash has become a bit difficult.

Every day, there are many customers queuing in front of the counter waiting to pick up their goods and pay. Many ghost customers have complained that it is difficult to queue up and suggested that they hire two more clerks.

I didn’t expect the boss to send a paper man.

What can this paper man do?
Mao Jinxia is considered an old man in the world of the living, but not an old ghost in the underworld, and has never seen any truly amazing paper-making.

However, the ghost customer at the counter saw the little paper figurine walking back and forth on the counter with its hands on its hips, and he was excited: "Will you sell this paper figurine?"

"Not for sale. This belongs to my boss," said Mao Jinxia.

"Okay, it looks fun." Guike put the shopping list he had selected on the counter with some disappointment.

Mao Jinxia picked up the shopping list and looked in the catalog: "Item No. 021, 10 packs, 021, 021..."

Before I could find the product corresponding to 021, ten green bags appeared on the counter.

"Yes! That's it!" said the ghost.

Mao Jinxia was extremely surprised, she hadn't found the goods yet!
When I looked into the warehouse, I found that there were also a few little paper people in the warehouse, helping to find the goods, which happened to be on shelf 021.

The little paper figure on the counter touched her pigtails and stamped her feet to urge her to continue reading.

Mao Jinxia tentatively read out the next item: "5 packs of item 082!"

After the little paper man on the counter heard it, the little paper man in the warehouse teleported to shelf 082 and delivered five bags of spicy strips.

Mao Jinxia finished reading the shopping list and all the goods came out.

She just needs to collect the money.

When the ghost money is sent to the treasury, there is no need to sort it out, the little paper figurines will help.

This greatly reduced Mao Jinxia's workload and increased sales speed by much more.

The ghost customer who was waiting in line got the goods, paid and left in a short while.

With the help of the little paper figures, Mao Jinxia even had a little more time to observe the little paper figures:
"That's amazing! If she wasn't so dumb and a little short, she could definitely be a shop assistant!"

It’s a good thing that he can’t speak, otherwise she and Xu Jingsi would be unemployed again.

At this time in the world of the living, Song Miaozhu, who saw everything through the perspective of the little paper man, felt a little heartbroken.

The spiritual power of the spiritual paper man is consumed much faster in the underworld than in the world of the living.

If converted into ghost money, the monthly cost of using these ten little paper figures is more expensive than hiring three ghost shop assistants.

It turns out that ghosts are the cheapest paper figures!

If Song Miaozhu didn't want to cultivate the spirituality of the paper man by using it more often, she would have wanted the paper man to come back.

It’s not cost-effective to ask paper people to help in the ghost shop. It’s better to hire a few ghost shop assistants.

Fortunately, the little paper man is like her eyes, and his loyalty is unmatched by any ghost clerk, so she doesn't need to spend time managing him.

There were only six little paper figures left, and Song Miaozhu left them all in the world of the living.

Spiritual paper figures are still very durable in the world of the living.

(End of this chapter)