Six buckets of water were taken from both ends of the room and yard. The two of them worked for half an hour and finally wiped the bed board clean.
By the way, I swept the ground and took the miscellaneous garbage to the yard to pile it up.
How to deal with it, I have to ask the old disciple later, after all, I didn't even see a trash can.
At 10:40, people arranged by Li Chunhai delivered bedding and other daily necessities, and distributed our identity tokens.
A small yellow card made of copper, with the word "Taomen" engraved on one side and the name of the disciple on the other side.
The other party was a little old man. His left eye was injured and his eyeball was gone.
He looks fierce, but his attitude is actually extremely friendly.
After he distributed the things, he told us in a kind tone that we could go to the canteen to eat.
Zhou Laigui and I had just started and had no idea where the cafeteria was.
The old man smiled and said, "Follow me."
As he walked, he asked Zhou Laigui, "Brother Yi is still young. If you work hard, you may have a chance to become an outer disciple."
"But you, at your age, have to go down the mountain when you turn fifty."
"Unless you are extremely talented and a Taoist wizard, it will be difficult to get promoted."
He shook his head secretly and said: "With a basic salary of three thousand yuan a month, it is better to just find a job in the mortal world. It is not better than a handyman disciple, what do you think?"
Zhou Laigui is not stupid at all, so he took the opportunity to inquire: "Senior brother... no, no, no, senior, are you saying that I have no hope of becoming an outer disciple?"
The little old man said frankly: "It's possible in the next life, but in this life, it's hard to reach the sky."
Zhou Laigui became anxious and trotted forward and said, "How could it be possible? The old Taoist priest You Fang in our village told me that as long as I work hard and get recognition from the management, I can be promoted to the inner sect."
The old man sneered: "He must have a grudge against you, and he is clearly trying to trick you."
Zhou Laigui stopped for a moment, his face ashen.
The old man said bluntly: "What does appreciation mean? If you are rich and powerful, and have a rich family, you can only gain traction by giving gifts to your manager."
"Let me help you calculate, um, one million, at least one million, if you think about it from top to bottom, you can become the worst-level outer disciple."
"The hard work of sweeping stairs and guarding gates."
"That's it, there is an age limit, you must be under thirty years old."
"As for the inner disciples, it's not just money that can take care of things."
"First, the basic spells are passable. Second, the martial arts cultivation level is above the fourth level."
"As a gift, the base is 10 million, with no upper limit."
The old man dug his teeth and said in a nonchalant manner: "Looking at your outfit, you don't look like someone from a well-to-do family."
"If you are rich, rich people basically start as outer disciples. Who will come to the miscellaneous room?"
Zhou Laigui burst into tears and stood there as if in a dream.
The old man circled around him and shouted: "Hey, what I said is the truth, don't think I'm trying to frame you."
Zhou Laigui came to his senses and said anxiously: "What should we do? My daughter is still waiting for me to be promoted to the inner sect and ask for the Fire Flame Pill to cure her illness."
"This is her only hope, her last way to survive."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuori, the old thing has done me a terrible job."
"Why am I so stupid? I listened to his nonsense and believed it."
He covered his face and cried bitterly.
The one-eyed old man said thoughtfully: "So, you joined the Taoist sect in order to treat your daughter with Huo Yan Dan?"
Zhou Laigui wiped his tears and said, "No, otherwise at my age, why would I have to come all the way to the handyman's room to torment."
"Seven or eight acres of land at home are abandoned. I have to rely on my wife to take care of the pigs and cows I raise."
"It hurts her, makes me tired, and even hurts my poor daughter."
The old man sighed and said: "Fire Flame Pill is a fifth-grade elixir from the Taoist sect. The old Taoist priests in your village are not talking nonsense. After becoming an inner sect disciple, the master will indeed distribute one as a reward."
"Let's go, let's eat first."
"That medicine of yours..."
The old man stroked his chin and said to himself: "It's not expensive at all. It's about two hundred thousand, which is cheaper than the black market outside. I can help you exchange it with the inner disciples."
"Hey, this is the first time we meet. I'll give you a discount and charge you an agency fee of 10,000 yuan."
