Mu Wanqiu's body froze, and then she continued to walk forward, and said in her mouth, "...... Got it. ”

As soon as the door was closed, Mu Wanqiu leaned against the door and slowly closed her eyes.

Penniless, how will the store money be settled tomorrow?

Is it just to be kicked out like this, and then to sleep on the streets again?

After being silent for a long time, Mu Wanqiu suddenly turned around and plugged in the door, walked to the bed in a few steps, opened the package, and there were several sets of brand-new clothes inside, she reached out and gently stroked them.

Although these clothes do not look gorgeous, the workmanship and materials are excellent, when she bought them, she spent at least twenty or thirty taels of silver on each piece, and after stroking for a long time, Mu Wanqiu slowly grabbed one, hesitated for a while, and decisively took out two more pieces, and made a small bag alone.

Yu Guang followed her back as she went out with her baggage, Sankui shook his head, lowered his head and continued to sweep the yard, he has seen this situation a lot!

thought that Shuoyang was heaven and gold everywhere, so they all rushed here, but like Mu Wanqiu, they refused to turn back when they hit a wall, and secretly ran to the pawnshop one by one, and the burden they carried with them became smaller and smaller, but they insisted on the people who stayed here every day.

As if seeing Mu Wanqiu exhausting all the valuable things, spending the last penny, and being swept out of the house in rags, Sankui swept the ground vigorously and muttered, "...... Just look at the high wages here, the silver is easy to earn, but the people are ancestral crafts, you are a foreigner, how easy is it to squeeze in! ”

Thinking about the fluttering eight taels of silver, the corners of Mu Wanqiu's mouth flashed a touch of self-deprecation, "My clothes cost nearly a hundred taels of silver, and I haven't worn a single piece of water yet......

Without saying a word, the pawnshop guy lowered his head to collect his clothes, and watched Mu Wanqiu go out of the door, he raised his head and glanced at his mouth, "...... If it's too low, don't take it seriously, take it back and wear it yourself! ”

……

Holding the half of the fine pungent root that she picked up from the incense market during the day, Mu Wanqiu checked and memorized the pictures in the book, and finally, she gently pinched off a thin root, twisted it with her fingers, and put it under her nose, a strong aroma rushed to the door, Mu Wanqiu took a deep breath, "It turns out that this taste is called spicy fragrance......

Patting off the scraps of her fingertips, Mu Wanqiu closed her eyes and recalled carefully for a while, then put her empty fingers under her nose, sniffed carefully, and tasted it carefully......

There was a knock on the door.

Suddenly opened her eyes, Mu Wanqiu sat up straight, hurriedly stuffed the fine sin root into the burden beside her, and then shouted at the door, "Come in......"

It was Sankui who walked in with a large yellow copper teapot, "...... Didn't the white girl go out to look for a job today? ”

“…… I went to Xiangshi early in the morning and took a turn" without leaving the book, Mu Wanqiu said in her mouth.

“…… You can eat that thing just by looking at it? While refilling the teapot, Sankui muttered.

Without words, Mu Wanqiu lowered her head and continued to read.

It's not that she doesn't want to find a job to make money, it's that she really can't find a job!

When he was about to reach the door, Sankui stood again, carrying a large copper teapot in one hand and holding the door in the other, and turned around, "...... Does the white girl want to go to Xiangfang to work as a handyman? ”

“…… Xiangfang! ”

Mu Wanqiu raised her head in surprise, looked at Sankui with sparkling eyes, and the land darkened again.

Xiangfang is a place dedicated to making incense, and she can't even enter the spice shop, let alone Xiangfang!

Thinking that she was disdainful, Sankui shook his head, "White girl, it's not a matter for you to rely on it like this every day, there will always be a time to sit and eat empty." His gaze fell on the shriveled burden in her hand, and he grinned, "...... Judging from the smallest, you might as well try it, it's not too dirty, even if you only earn a bowl of rice to eat, it's better than sitting like this every day. ”

"It's not that I don't want to go, it's that people don't want me to ......" Putting down the book, Mu Wanqiu sighed, "I went to the spice store to find a job as an incense worker, and people shook their heads when they saw my size......

“…… Have you ever been to an incense worker? Sankui looked at Mu Wanqiu in disbelief, in his eyes, people like Mu Wanqiu, who can read and are dignified and elegant, are all people who want to save face and support bears, and until the day when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, they will not lower their stature to make a living.

“…… It's all about making a living, and perfumers are not much more noble than incense workers! Mu Wanqiu said indifferently.

"You...... You ......" Sankui put down the big copper pot, came in reflexively, and sat on the chair, "You really went to work as an incense worker?" After looking at her for a long time, he shook his head and sighed, "...... You are a small body, you really can't be that incense worker! ”

"That ......"

Then you still persuade!

When the words came to her mouth, Mu Wanqiu swallowed it back, Sankui always had good intentions.

"Girl, don't you know......" As if knowing what she was going to say, Sankui explained, "The rules of the spice industry, the perfumer only takes care of the key steps of spice concoction, and does it in a special secret room, and the rest from the picking of spices to picking, cleaning, cutting, etc., are all done by incense workers, even including loading and unloading...... "He looked Mu Wanqiu up and down, "Those packages of spices, each bag is seventy, eighty, or even hundreds of catties...... With your small physique, you can lie down with a pack! ”

"Oh, that's ......," Mu Wanqiu nodded knowingly.

"That's not to mention...... Sankui eyebrows danced, "The smell in the workshop is pungent, go in once, you can't eat for three days......"

“…… How so? Mu Wanqiu suddenly raised her head.

It's all spices, and it should be an overwhelming aroma inside, how can it smell bad?

"You don't understand this...... "After showing off like an expert for a long time, Sankui changed the topic, "Actually, I haven't seen the small one, and I don't understand how it can have such a bad smell when it's obviously a place where spices are made?" This is all from the incense worker, don't look at the ready-made incense on the clothes, on the face of the fragrant, there is no finished product before the smell of anything, I heard that there is still a smelly baking......"

Thinking of the noisy musk sachet cut at Zhuzi's house, Mu Wanqiu suddenly understood, so she nodded, "I've also heard that some spices only take a little bit to give off a faint fragrance, but if they are more, they will stink, just like which jasmine is fragrant, faint, it has a fresh taste, it is too strong, it smells like, but ......" She suddenly changed the topic, "Are the handymen in Xiangfang relaxed?" ”

Isn't there a pungent smell in the incense shop?

“…… Neither is it. Sankui shook his head, "Those big incense shops are dusty every day, and the fragrant face alone chokes people to death, I heard that working there, you have to carry a piece of cloth on your mouth, and if you work for a long time, people will have a short life!" Seeing Mu Wanqiu glaring at him, he laughed twice, "I'm talking about the great cause of the incense workshop, our small workshop here can't ......be compared with people at all," and Zhengse said, "The owner of the incense shop I just said is surnamed Lin, and he is very kind, and he wants to recruit a ...... who can help with miscellaneous tasks such as squeezing, drying incense, fetching water, and cleaning the yard."

“…… Squeeze the strips, bask in the fragrance? Mu Wanqiu didn't understand.

"This is the process of making incense, I don't understand the small one, I can't explain it to you, you can understand it when you go to see it, Lin Ji Xiangfang is making Guanyin incense, dedicated to the temple, and the family has a perfumer, and there is not much incense in a year, you go, you must not be tired......"

“…… It's true? Looking directly at Sankui, Mu Wanqiu was a little disbelieving.

There are more idlers than jobs in Shuoyang City, how can such an easy job be her turn?

After a lifetime, Mu Wanqiu never believed that she would have such a good life!