From Beggar to Emperor: My Profession Has Its Own Characteristics

The next day.

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

Zhu Yuan got up.

"It's better than I expected."

Zhu Yuan sat up and first stretched his upper body.

He knew that a day of intense labor would leave him sore all over the next day, especially for someone who had never done such intense labor before.

The little beggar's body was just so-so after he recovered. If it weren't for the advantages of his profession, he would probably find it very difficult to walk today.

And now.

When Zhu Yuan got out of bed, his legs only felt a slight soreness, which was almost negligible.

"It's alright, I'm absorbing a lot of nutrients, so I'm recovering faster as a result."

Ignoring his lower body, Zhu Yuan mainly uses his upper body.

Having finished his preparations, Zhu Yuan placed the old carrying pole on his shoulder and set off for the dock.

On the way to the pier, Zhu Yuan had breakfast.

Two fragrant white steamed buns.

Before even starting work for a day, two coins had already been spent on food.

On the dock.

Zhu Yuan deliberately avoided Manager Lin's area and came to Manager Wan's area.

If Manager Lin doesn't like him, then he should try his best to avoid being seen by Manager Lin, unless he becomes very capable now, then everything will be different.

He hasn't started learning martial arts yet, and he doesn't have any great skills. Following the rules is very important to him.

After going through the formalities with Manager Wan, Zhu Yuan was once again assigned to Old Ma's team.

Before going to Old Ma's place, Zhu Yuan was thinking of seeing if he could pick up a few barely usable straw ropes to tie up the burlap sacks.

He deliberately looked into the gaps between the cargo piles at the dock a few more times.

The result was no, and such a bargain is hard to come by.

In the end, he could only buy two thick straw ropes for two coins at the place that specializes in selling ropes at the dock.

A straw rope half a zhang long costs one wen (a unit of currency), and it will wear out after a few days of normal use, so you have to buy a new one.

He twisted the newly bought straw rope; it was quite sturdy.

I've already spent four coins before even starting work today.

"Uncle Ma, I'm here."

"Hmm, you're here quite early." Old Ma nodded at Zhu Yuan, who had only been there recently. Then he asked, "How did you sleep last night?"

"I rested very well." Zhu Yuan stretched his shoulders.

"Have you practiced martial arts before?" Old Ma glanced at him again.

"No." Zhu Yuan shook his head.

"It seems you recover well," Old Ma said, then carefully examined Zhu Yuan's appearance and posture to confirm that he could continue working today without any problems.

Compared to yesterday, Zhu Yuan's tools were much more complete today, including a carrying pole and straw rope.

"Then let's go."

As he spoke, Old Ma gave Zhu Yuan two burlap sacks, both of which were rather small.

The more evenly the weight of the sacks is balanced on both sides when using a carrying pole, the more comfortable it is to carry.

Old Ma was very accurate; he picked two sacks, both weighing around 80 jin (approximately 40 kg), with very similar weights.

Zhu Yuan put the carrying pole aside, squatted down, dragged a burlap sack in front of him, picked up a straw rope, and prepared to put it on the sack.

Then he realized that he didn't know how to tie it up.

He could only look up at Old Ma.

"Uncle Ma, um..."

Old Ma didn't say anything, he just walked up.

He bent down, picked up the sack, and deftly closed the open opening with both hands, pinching it shut.

Then he took the straw rope from Zhu Yuan's hand, quickly wrapped it around the tightened bag opening twice, tied a seemingly simple knot, and then gripped the end of the rope and pulled hard.

The knot was tightened, and the opening of the burlap sack shrank into a ball, like a tightly tied bag.

"Watch carefully." Old Ma's voice was calm, and he slowed his movements a little. "Go through the rope from this side, wrap it around once, and then come out from the other side."

His fingers deftly guided the rope.

"The more the bag bounces, the tighter the knot becomes, and it won't come undone." He hooked the end of the rope with the fingers of his other hand at a specific point and pulled gently. "When unloading, just pull the end of the rope like this, and the knot will come undone."

As soon as he finished speaking, with the movement of his fingers, the tight knot instantly loosened, and the mouth of the sack opened.

"Uncle Ma, um... could we do it again? I didn't see it very clearly just now." Zhu Yuan scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

Old Ma glanced at him, nodded, and didn't say anything more.

He picked up the sack again, this time moving even slower than before, each step of wrapping the rope, threading it, and tying the knot as clearly as if it were broken down.

"Thank you, Uncle Ma!" Zhu Yuan's eyes lit up as he understood the key point and quickly expressed his gratitude.

Then, he followed Old Ma's example and began to clumsily deal with the two sacks.

He first tried to tighten the bag opening, then recalled Old Ma's steps.

His movements were slow, far less efficient than Old Ma's, and the knots looked somewhat loose, but he managed to tie the openings of both sacks up.

Old Ma watched from the side, neither urging nor giving any further instructions.

This kind of thing requires practice to master.

Zhu Yuan wasn't in a hurry. He weighed the two sacks in his hand and, feeling that the weights were about the same, threaded the carrying pole through the straw rope loop.

He then squatted down, placed the carrying pole on his shoulder, and after roughly finding the balance point in the middle, he exerted his strength to stand up.

The sack lifted off the ground, and the carrying pole began to sway.

This process didn't last long, and Zhu Yuan quickly regained his footing.

"hiss!"

Zhu Yuan gasped. He felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, as if someone had ripped it open on both sides.

Old Ma looked at Zhu Yuan with a very surprised expression.

"You've already secured yourself?"

Honestly, he thought Zhu Yuan was incredibly adaptable and had an excellent sense of balance; he was practically born to be a porter.

He had never seen a porter as talented as Zhu Yuan.

"Is there a problem, Uncle Ma?" Zhu Yuan asked knowingly as he turned around.

"No problem, go ahead."

"Um."

Zhu Yuan took each step forward, his stride becoming more and more steady.

Throughout the entire process, Zhu Yuan gritted his teeth and tried his best to distribute the pressure to his legs.

Zhu Yuan, who was good at junior high school physics, knew that carrying a sack weighing about 160 pounds like this would consume almost as much energy as carrying a sack weighing about 120 pounds while walking.

The carrying pole improved efficiency a lot, but each trip was truly exhausting.

In one morning, including the time for rest and tying up the sacks, Zhu Yuanlai made a total of twenty-six trips back and forth.

During a break while reading old books, he made an unexpected discovery.

[Old Ma taught you how to tie burlap sacks; you have successfully learned how to tie burlap sacks, and your professional experience has increased by 12.]

[You've tied the sacks together and started transporting two sacks with a carrying pole. The pole is quite heavy for you. You successfully complete the trip, gaining +2.6 professional experience.]

……

I learned how to tie burlap sacks and gained twelve years of professional experience, which is quite good.

Unfortunately, when Old Ma first shared his experience with him, the porter profession hadn't been unlocked yet; it was unlocked after carrying a sack of goods for a while. Otherwise, the experience would have been accumulated much faster.

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Occupation: Porter

Level: Lv1 (137/200)

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A total of 85 porter's experience points are gained in one morning, of which 12 points are for learning.

There is a very good chance of advancing the porter's profession level today.