"This is equivalent to an ID card...... "After going out, Jiang Xingchen played with a round iron card in his hand, which was handed over to him by Mei'er in the morning, with the word Jiangling printed on the front of the iron plate, and March 9, 217 of the Qiankun calendar printed on the reverse, which was obviously his date of birth. When Mei'er gave him the iron plate, she told him that he couldn't find a job without this, so he thought of his ID card.

Although he wanted to tell the little girl that he didn't go out to find a job to do, but seeing Mei'er's serious look, he still didn't explain, and silently took the iron card.

"The workmanship is very fine, and it seems that the iron smelting of this shijie is developing well...... But it's right to think about it, there are so many people who practice martial arts, the demand for weapons is high, and of course the smelting industry will develop rapidly......"

After carefully examining the iron plate for a while, he put it in his arms and walked forward towards the rising sun.

Jiang Xingchen was already extremely adaptable, and as he got to know this shijie more and more, his heart began to gradually integrate. Therefore, I felt more relaxed today when I came out alone than I did yesterday.

Originally, he also wanted to go out with Mei'er, but when he thought that the little girl had been working hard for days and that it was time to rest at home for a day, he ignored her objections and didn't take her! Anyway, he had a good sense of direction, and he could remember the road he had walked, and he was not afraid of not finding his way back......

The sun was in the west, and the day passed quickly, the door of the small courtyard was pushed open, and Jiang Xingchen walked in with a tired body.

"Brother, how is it, have you found a job, have you made any money?" Mei'er hurriedly welcomed him into the room and sat down, and while asking quickly, she poured a bowl of hot water and put it on the table, and then her eyes lit up, staring at him a little nervously.

"Not yet...... But there is already a way to make money!" As soon as Jiang Xingchen said a word, he saw Mei'er's expression change, and hurriedly explained in the back, revealing a relaxed smile.

"Really?" Mei'er obviously didn't believe it, and asked suspiciously, "What is the way to make money?"

"Confidential!" Jiang Xingchen stretched out his hand and flicked Mei'er's head and asked, "Is the hot water ready?"

"It's already boiling, do you want to take a bath, I'll go and prepare a ...... for you"

"No need, you can eat first, there weren't many pastries left yesterday, you must be hungry, I'll just go by myself!" Jiang Xingchen took out a few white flour cakes and handed them to Mei'er, got up and walked out of the main room.

Mei'er didn't eat, but looked down at the dough in her hand, and her two slender eyebrows furrowed......

The mist in the kitchen was hazy, Jiang Xingchen's whole body was soaked in the big wooden basin, and his expression was slowly solemn.

For the whole day today, he didn't get anything, and it wasn't as easy as he imagined to make money.

After two days of observation, he was ready to start eating. Although it can be judged from the taste of the rice house and the green onion pot in the bazaar, the diet of this society is not so poor, at least there are stir-fried dishes, but it is never too rich, which can be seen from the type of staple food in the little girl's dream. There are no steamed buns, steamed buns, or flatbreads.

However, when he arrived at the market he had visited yesterday, he saw seven or eight big men surrounding a stall buying white flour cakes, and the thin stall owner was handing over a large handful of copper coins to one of them. And the stall owner who bought the bread yesterday sneered and watched not far away.

Zuihou, those big men not only took the money, but also kicked the stall over, and the white flour cake fell to the ground, and was robbed clean by a group of beggars who appeared out of nowhere.

Jiang Xingchen's heart suddenly cooled by half, and his swelling confidence also cooled down. The proud and impetuous mentality that I didn't know when I was born before calmed down a little bit. Only then did he realize that he had taken everything for granted, and it was not so easy to make money.

At first, he wanted to sell steamed buns in the market, but after seeing this scene, he knew that it would definitely not work.

After that, Jiang Xingchen thought about it for a long time and decided to cooperate with the restaurant. Although he is in a weak position and may lose profits, he must earn money, otherwise if it drags on for two more days, I am afraid that he will return to the embarrassing situation of yesterday with nothing, and this time there will be no more clothes to sell!

"If you lose, you will lose, and if it's a big deal, I'll sell them the method of steaming steamed buns! Anyway, I'll have a lot of food!" Jiang Xingchen thought at the time. During college, when he worked in the summer, the school cafeteria was closed, and he cooked and ate by himself, although his craftsmanship was not very good, but there was no problem with home-cooked food.

However, what happened next gave him another blow. The guy at the restaurant didn't let him in at all, and sent him away with a sentence of "Hurry up and get out of the house if you want to eat".

At that time, he wanted to explain a few words, but when he saw the guy beckoning two big men, he hurriedly turned around and left.

Later, he still didn't give up, and he found several restaurants in a row, and the encounters were all similar. The larger restaurants didn't let him in at all, and it was no wonder that people didn't let them, and there was no one in the entire restaurant wearing sackcloth.

As for the smaller restaurants, when the guys heard that he was looking for the shopkeeper, they all vigilantly asked the reason. Hearing him say that he would make new food, how to eat or something, almost all of them kicked him out as a liar. There is even a family that wants to arrest him and send him to the Hongyuan City Security Team.

A day passed, Jiang Xingchen wanted to cry without tears, he knew this, and he couldn't sell clothes at that time. And through this day, he has a deeper understanding of the difference in hierarchical status in this society.

"Smack!" Jiang Xingchen slapped the water surface hard, stirring up a splash, and said secretly in his heart: "Go directly to buy ingredients tomorrow, make it at home, take the sample! No matter what, you must earn money, activate Yuanquan quickly, and you can't live like this anymore!"

"Brother, are you okay, it's been a month and you haven't finished washing?" Mei'er's voice sounded outside the door.

"Oh, it's okay, I'll go out!" Jiang Xingchen responded, stood up from the basin, wiped his clothes, and returned to the bedroom.

After eating three white flour cakes in one go, Jiang Xingchen reused the breathing method, and did not stop until the Taichu Array redeveloped and spread to his neck.

"I feel that the Taichu Formation is spreading more and more slowly, at this rate, I am afraid that all the money is bought for white flour cakes to eat, and it will not be able to reach the extent of spreading all over the body......" Jiang Xingchen's gaze gradually became distracted, and the two sword eyebrows involuntarily wrinkled.

"Squeak!" the door opened, and Mei'er walked in, holding a lit firewood and lighting the oil lamp on the wall.

Jiang Xingchen came back from his contemplation, raised his head, and saw that the sky had completely darkened.

"Brother, are you done eating?" Mei'er asked, twisting out the firewood, putting it in the doorway, and turning around.

At this time, Mei'er had just taken a bath, her wet hair was draped over her shoulders, I don't know if it was because she had rested all day, the sallow yellow on her face had subsided, slightly ruddy, and she looked extremely beautiful under the lights. The bloodshot in his eyes also disappeared, and the black and white eyes were like a clear spring, looking extremely clean and pure.

"The little girl is so beautiful!" Jiang Xingchen smiled and nodded. Looking at those clean eyes, he felt that the boredom in his heart had subsided a little.

"Brother, don't be discouraged! I didn't find a job today, I just need to find a job tomorrow, I haven't found a job for several days......" Mei'er walked behind Jiang Xingchen, put her hands lightly on his shoulders, and kneading while kneading.

With a slightly painful sour feeling, Jiang Xingchen's whole body softened, and an irrepressible moan came out of his nose.

"We still have some money in our hands, and if we return this house in a few days, if we save a little money, we can support it for a short time...... In the meantime, my brother will definitely find a good job!"

"Brother promised you that I would let you live in a big house......" Jiang Xingchen's weak body gradually lost its support, and leaned back against Mei'er.

"Mei'er has been very satisfied in the past few days, my brother has never taken such good care of me......" Mei'er stopped moving, put her arms forward, put her arms on Jiang Xingchen's shoulders, and then gently hugged him and hugged him in her arms.

Being held by Mei'er, Jiang Xingchen completely relaxed, all the boredom of the day dissipated, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

"Brother, it's been a tiring day, let's rest early!" Mei'er whispered in Jiang Xingchen's ear.

"Hmm!" Jiang Xingchen stood up unconsciously and walked to the bed......

Early the next morning, before Jiang Xingchen went out, Mei'er suddenly stopped him and said, "Brother, I may have to go to Uncle Huang's today, return the money to him, and see if he needs help with his charcoal business by the way!"

Jiang Xingchen frowned and said, "You should repay the money, where do you need your help in the charcoal business, what about the two sons in Uncle Huang's family, and you are only thirteen years old......

"Oops!" Mei'er pursed her lips and said angrily: "Uncle Huang is so good, and he helped us in our most difficult time, how can you do your best!"

Jiang Xingchen pondered for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I guess Uncle Huang won't let you work......! Don't be reluctant to spend money on your own, buy your own black bread to eat!"

As he spoke, Jiang Xingchen took out thirty copper coins and handed them to Mei'er, patted her little head again, and turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

"Got it!" Mei'er wrinkled her nose at Jiang Xingchen's back, grimaced, and turned around and ran back into the house......

After Jiang Xingchen went out today, he went directly to the market, prepared to buy flour, went home to cook a few dead dough cakes, and took them directly to the restaurant, so as not to be regarded as a liar again. Steamed steamed buns need to be made dough, and it takes a long time just to make flour fat, and he can't wait.

All the way to the rice noodle shop in the bazaar, Jiang Xingchen was looking at the price of rice noodles, when he heard a conversation between two people suddenly at the door.

"Shopkeeper Wang, has your welcome restaurant been selected by Head Mo?"

"How can it be chosen, Fu Rongzhai can't do it! I wonder, why is Captain Mo so disgusted by the smell of meat, we use Shanghaode bison meat, I can't even eat the fishy smell...... It seems that no one can take the reward of the three hundred citrine coins of the Bauhinia Mercenary Group!"

"Furong Zhai, they didn't go for three hundred citrine coins, they went for the top ingredients of the sword spine pig's back......"

Jiang Xingchen didn't hear the next words, he had already attracted all his attention by the three hundred citrine coins.

"Bauhinia Mercenary Group, three hundred citrine coins...... What a chance!" Jiang Xingchen didn't buy it, turned around and left quickly.