I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

After Wang Zijia left the alley, he rushed towards the street where he worked again. Along the way, he discovered that there was indeed a lot of chaos in the city. Many places experienced a night of turmoil and were still being cleared.

It seems that the spell that the sheep-headed monster used last night before it died was not a simple self-destruction.

After a while, Wang Zijia came to the warehouse and found that there were not many people working in the warehouse today.

Before he could change his shift with his colleagues on the night shift, he was suddenly stopped by the steward.

"Steward, do you have any instructions?" Wang Zijia asked carefully.

"You go to the front office to work for a few days. There is a shortage of manpower in the front office. Wait for the sect to mobilize manpower." The steward ordered him.

"Um... the front hall is short of manpower?" Wang Zijia said in surprise. You know, Wanyuzong is not a small sect, and their Wanyuzhai is not a place for garbage. They have always been a carrot and a pit. Usually I am only remembered, not free.

"That steward, look at me..."

While thinking about it, Wang Zijia looked worried, her tone was stuttering, and her posture was full of trepidation. Although it was not stated clearly, the meaning of the change of guard was clearly expressed. After all, the warehouse is really short of oil and water, unless he is responsible for the management and registration of goods instead of moving goods.

The steward was stunned for a moment, and then said in astonishment: "What are you thinking? There are not enough patrol personnel in the city, so we temporarily transferred some senior brothers with high cultivation level to help."

"Oh!" Wang Zijia suddenly stopped talking and prepared to go to the front hall.

"You are so blessed that you don't know your blessings. I heard that shopkeeper Xiang intends to recruit you as his wife. If you don't do such a great thing, you are thinking about those miserable positions in the front hall. You are really..." the manager laughed and scolded Time, such a way.

When Wang Zijia heard this, she immediately became angry and turned red, reaching her ears. She lowered her head and hurried toward the front hall without even saying hello.

The steward watched Wang Zijia leave, shook his head, and said, "Old Wangtou is so stingy, how could he raise his child to be such an introvert? If he does enter the outer gate, let alone compete with others for food, he won't eat. Thank God for the big loss!”

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"Senior Sister Liu, I'll take over!" After a moment, Wang Zijia came to the fulu area in the front hall and said to the foreman, Senior Sister Liu Xiangying.

Liu Xiangying looks to be in her thirties, with good looks and charm, like a mature young woman, very charming.

But... the other person and his father are almost the same generation.

"Xiao Zijia, I heard that you have become a talisman master? No wonder your father has been covering you up these years. You are a little genius in love. I hope you will make a fortune!" Liu Xiangying looked at Wang Zijia for a moment and said with a smile.

‘Yes, there are no secrets on the first floor of Wanfu Zhai! At least among internal colleagues, there are no secrets! ’

I was complaining a little in my heart, and showed a shy expression on my face again, showing the image of an introverted fat guy!

"Okay, you go to Junior Brother Dingqian's class and watch the counter. With your temper, I can't arrange for you to greet the guests." As he spoke, Liu Xiangying paused and said: "You know the prices of various talismans, right? ?”

Wang Zijia smiled and replied: "Senior sister, I have been working in the warehouse for more than half a year. My father has been teaching me for many years. I have almost memorized the entire warehouse. After all, if I don't know these things, I can't complete the warehousing. "

"That's good, then it's settled!" After arranging Wang Zijia's affairs, Liu Xiangying left in a hurry. It seemed that she was also taking charge of other areas.

The first floor of Wanyuzhai is really similar to the large shopping supermarket in the previous life. Each counter is divided into areas, with various items placed inside.

The only difference is that these counter shelves are closed and cannot be easily accessed.

Wang Zijia's job is similar to that of supermarket employees. He guards his own area and explains the goods to people who come to inquire. If no one comes, just fish.

In the past, Wan Yuzhai's business was usually busy, and among them, their Talisman area was the most popular, followed by the elixir area.

But today, it was a bit deserted.

Wang Zijia was idle and bored, looking around at the nearby area, mainly looking at the exercise area next to the talisman area.

The first-level high-level spell "Wind Blade" costs 1,100 mana;

The first-grade mid-level spell "Thousand Feathers Fantasy" costs 800 mana money;

The first-level high-level spell "Fireball of Fire" costs 1,300 mana...

Looking at a book of magic techniques, Wang Zijia felt a little jealous. As a poor man, his eyes were full of money.

In this world, it is difficult to reproduce the extraordinary skills, and they are only used once. There is no way to copy everything like copying a book.

Therefore, among items of the same level, cheats are definitely high-end items, and their prices have always remained high.

If an ordinary cultivator wants to buy a book, it is just like buying a house in his previous life. He has to tighten his belt for decades, borrow money from everywhere, and owe a lot of debt.

Many casual cultivators even only have a basic set of exercises and don't know a single spell. They rely on throwing talismans to fight!

Fortunately, low-level talismans are cheap, otherwise he would be an innate warrior with magical power!

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Business was not very good for the whole day, and Wang Zijia fished all day long. After walking around most of the front hall, Liu Xiangying didn't scold him when he saw it.

In the evening, when it was almost time to get off work, Wang Zijia returned to the warehouse.

When he found Xu Chenglin, he was sitting at a resting place in the elixir warehouse area and said sluggishly: "Where have you been, kid? Let me do the work of three people by myself. This old bone of mine is about to fall apart from exhaustion."

"Um, I'm going to take over the shift in the front office." Wang Zijia froze and said with a strange expression: "Mr. Xu, there's no business today!"

Xu Chenglin's expression of pity also froze, looking at the introverted and honest kid in front of him, speechless.

Is this a matter of whether there is business or not?

This is an old man like me who works three jobs, how can I not be tired?

If it is not tiring, won't the manager have to do this every day in the future?

Xu Chenglin was speechless for a long time, and finally he was too lazy to argue with this yellow-haired boy who was not even a green man, and said: "Why are you looking for me? You don't want to buy some strange pills again, do you?"

"No!" Wang Zijia said, and stopped talking, hesitating, very entangled.

I have something to say, but I don't know how to say it, and I expressed it clearly.

"Why are you hesitating? Is there anything you can't say?" Xu Chenglin looked at Wang Zijia and said.

"I want... I want to borrow some money!" Wang Zijia hesitated for a long time before speaking out the purpose.

Xu Chenglin was stunned and said in surprise: "Your father is so stingy that he usually spends little money. He should have saved a lot of money for you..."

He was halfway through his words, as if he remembered something, and said: "If you want to be a talisman master, you can't just have a little money. Since you have comprehended the making of talisman cards, you can be considered to have entered the door. You should go the way of the sect's support. You can't afford it yourself!"

Support from the sect: You can get materials for free, but you have to pay 20% off for recycling talisman cards. Every loss in the early stage will be recorded. After the magic is proficient and profitable, you need to repay more at a 20% discount. It's almost like a loan!

And this accounting will not continue forever. If you don't have enough talent, the sect will not support you blindly.