Mukada stood up a little stunned.

It's been almost a year, and he finally got this coveted place of origin.

The experience of this year is too fresh in his mind, causing him to be a little vague about his former life.

Just about to leave.

The secretary called him back again.

"That's it, don't want the rest of the work?"

The clerk smiled, he saw a lot of people like Mukada, and in the past two or three months, thousands of people have come to register information every day.

"Is there still a division of work?"

Mukada spoke a somewhat lame Chinese, and he calculated it clearly, and the work was just enough to register his place of origin.

The clerk nodded: "Yes, your attendance, work attitude, and the supervisor who is responsible for managing your work have all records, and you are the one who performs well, so you still have thirty-four points under your account." ”

With that, the clerk wrote a slip and stamped it with his seal and handed it to Mukada.

"Take this to the money village of the fifth street, you can exchange these work points for coins, thirty-four yuan, and save enough for you to live for more than a month.

Work hard to earn a home in Wuhuan City. ”

Muqada conjured up the face of the overseer who had been suffering all day long, as if everyone owed him money.

He didn't expect that he would still have these rewards for his work.

Good.

In an instant, Mukada turned the overseer, who had been the object of hostility, into a good man.

After some time of digestion, he has recovered a lot from the initial state of the blindfold.

bowed his hand and said politely to the clerk: "Thank you for Secretary Wu's advice, the small one will not hinder your official business, and you will leave." ”

The clerk smiled and waved his hand, the hook of his left hand flashing in the air.

"Is it a disability?!"

Mukada was shocked again, he really hadn't noticed much of this just now.

"Hmm." Wu Shu'er snorted, and then didn't go to Guanmu Kada again, the household registration office is not an idle errand, there are more than fifty counters like him, and hundreds of people have to be registered every day.

Archiving the files registered by Mukada, the Wushuer waited for the next one to arrive.

Walking out of the household registration office, Mukada touched the tattered leather coat on his body, and the note that could be exchanged for money was carefully hidden by him, he was afraid, afraid that the household registration that he had finally exchanged for would be demoted to a servant because of a little conflict.

Fortunately, even when he reached Fifth Street, no one ran out to quarrel with him.

Trembling, he walked into the money village, and the golden money village was very incompatible with the tattered Mukada.

However, none of the people who worked here showed disgust for him, and a beautiful woman with a graceful body walked up to Mukada's side and asked softly, "Are you here to exchange work?" ”

Mukada nodded a little awkwardly: "Well, the secretary of the household registration office asked me to come here." ”

Woman: "Come with me, there is a different division of labor at the counter of the money village, and you will inevitably not understand it if you have been in the private sector for a long time." ”

With that, the woman led Mukada to a counter where there was a queue.

"Just line up here, go one by one, and soon it'll be your turn."

Mukada looked at those people who were dressed similarly to him, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, similar people made him feel less uneasy, this place is so beautiful, whether it is an object or a person.

Mukada glanced back cautiously, and the woman who had brought him had just walked to the door again, saying something to another man in a tattered leather coat who had walked in.

Soon, the people in line arrived at Mukada, and he handed the note given to him by the secretary from his arms, and the people inside distinguished the authenticity of the seal, and after confirming that it was correct, he took out thirty-four coins and handed it to Mukada.

"Take it, this is your work point exchange, count it, and confirm it."

Muqada took the money and counted it, and doubled it twice, confirming that it was thirty-four.

"That's right, it's thirty-four."

"Alright, let's go, next."

The man at the counter shouted, threw the exchange note into the brazier and burned it.

Mukada turned from the counter, and one of the sticks that had been holding him back turned and let him go.

With thirty-four copper plates in his arms, Mukada was a little dazed for a while, he only came out of the military camp today, and he was still a little unfamiliar with Wuhuan, although it was possible that this place was still built by him, but he did not have the impression of being familiar with each other.

"Don't know what to do?"

It was the female voice again, and Mukada turned around with some joy in his heart, and the woman before came to his side again.

"Uh-huh."

Mukada nodded.

The woman seemed to be very familiar with it, and said: "Now workers are being recruited everywhere in Wuhuan City, whether it is grazing, building roads, or going to various shops to call for men, as well as various construction sites, these places have daily jobs, how much money you can get." ”

"If you don't want to stay in Wuhuan, you can also go to the wharf outside the city, where there are six boats to Xianbei every day, Xianbei is different from Wuhuan, where you are mainly engaged in farming-related labor, if you want to farm, you can also go there, the life of the peasants is better than here, and the king's subsidy to the peasants is also a little higher."

"And what if I want to work for you? Is it okay too? "The devil sends the gods, Mukada asked.

The woman's expression did not change, and she still smiled gently: "Naturally, it is possible, but if you want to work in Qianzhuang, you must first go to night school to learn words, and you must speak 'Qiyan' fluently, just like me." ”

As she spoke, the woman showed a slightly annoyed expression: "In order to learn to speak, it took me half a year of hard work, you have to be mentally prepared." ”

The woman's expression of chagrin was like a warm current in the spring breeze that instantly shattered Mukada's heart, and he showed a serious expression: "I will learn!" ”

The woman nodded: "Well, I also believe that you can learn, but before you go to night school, you have to change your clothes, your leather clothes are too torn, on the corner of this street, there is a shop called Sanjie Clothing, where you can spend a few dollars to buy a pair of clothes that have been replaced by others, although it is not new, but it is also intact." ”

The woman said, and Mukada remembered that he suddenly felt as if he had a goal, and he was no longer at a loss when he came out of the military camp.

After talking for a while, the woman's eyes skimmed to the door of the money village and someone came in again, she smiled at Mukada: "That's all, I still have to work, if you don't understand, just ask the people on the street, and they will also tell you what to do." ”

Mukada, looking at the fact that he had gone to help a servant who was dressed in tattered leather like him, touched his chest, only to feel that there was a hot current in it.

(End of chapter)