The Soul Reborn

6. Cannot Find a Job

Although Zhu Haimei was feeling hungry, but it did not stop to remain lying on the bed from being too tired after working in the fields. He did not know how long he had been lying on the bed. He then rushed out when he heard the knocking of the door, but there was no one there.

Zhu Haimei then stood pensively in the living room. In his pocket was 4.6 yuan, but he could not spend it in an instant. He suddenly remembered that Shen Dongyuan had a monthly salary of a hundred yuan and that part of it was always sent home every month.

In short, it was not this that he had already asked Shen Dongyuan for 40 yuan and now only 4.6 yuan remained. There are eight more days until the end of the month. Did Zhu Haimei have to ask Shen Dongyuan for more money? No. gabe. He was too embarrassed to do so.

Zhu Haimei finally boiled all the remaining noodles.

After that, he added some vegetables and ate them voraciously. He then patted his stomach which still felt hungry while smiling bitterly. Zhu Haimei once lived a hard life, but no matter how hard it was, he never felt this kind of hunger. Now, he couldn't even eat with his fill. He finally understood what he called 'living very poor'.

Zhu Haimei then sighed and started packing, wanting to go to the city. If he does not remember wrongly, Unu's day is mid-summer. That means the sunlight will sting and there will be no wind blowing. Although the weather was hot, but he still decided to go and find a job armed with the design skills he had learned in his previous life. Zhu Haimei reached into his pocket and took 4.6 yuan to buy some groceries. After that he had to find work to solve the problem of food and clothing needs.

He then looked at the contents of his closet, but could not find any clothes worth wearing. If something like this continued, perhaps he really would not be able to survive. It is better that he wear floral clothes that he has previously worn, because only those clothes are worth wearing to go out of the house.

After changing clothes, Zhu Haimei took a neatly wrapped watch with food stamps and what, then put it into his sash race and walked out of the house.

As soon as Zhu Haimei walked out of the military compound, he could feel the overwhelming heat of the sun stinging and making his body sweat. He then took a small handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead while as much as possible walking in a place covered in tree shadow. Now the weather is not too extreme, but the heat is like this. If this went on without fans, refrigerators and ACs, then how could Zhu Haimei get through the summer with this fat body of money?

Because the sunlight was too stinging, Zhu Haimei intended to buy an AC. But he did not do it when he remembered that he only had 4.6 yuan. It was better for him to use the money to fill his stomach, only then to think of a way to survive in this hot weather.

In the memory of the original owner of the body, he had only once gone to the market to buy so many cosmetics.

While cleaning the house yesterday, Zhu Haimei decided to keep the moisturizing skin cream and throw the other cosmetics into the trash. Although the bus stop sign was to the south, it did not wait there, but under a shady tree not far from the bus stop.

Two or three hundred meters to the south there was a construction. Zhu Haimei had no idea what construction projects were being carried out there, but he could see a group of people coming and going from there. Meanwhile, some of the project workers appeared to be hiding under a large tree next to them to eat.

Working outside at these hours is truly a pain. Plucking grass in the fields in the morning just the heat for mercy, let alone the workers of the project. Why is life so difficult? I'm sure they're not being paid to deal with high temperatures like this. Thought Zhu Haimei.

While thinking about it, the bus came. Luckily, no one was on the bus. Since the bus had not used the automatic machine payment method, the conductor immediately asked Zhu Haimei in a cynical tone. "Where are you going?"

"To the Jinjiang market." Zhu Haimei replied.

Zhu Haimei could only sigh after hearing the words just now. Why is it always discriminated against everywhere? He then sat in the back row. Due to his fat body, he had to occupy a seat for two people. His eyes then looked out the window.

The city he lived in was named Jiang City which was in the northern part of China, but he had never heard of this city before. His residence is quite far from the city center. Along the way, he can see construction sites, villages and fields.

Outside the window of the bus, there were huge trees growing in a row and the leaves looked glittering from the sunlight, truly a beautiful sight. If the weather is not so hot, this is really a great time to travel. But Zhu Haimei's expression suddenly turned grim as he recalled the events of his previous life. If only I. A. could be a little calmer, wouldn't he be able to go with his best friend? But what is so great about traveling with a good friend, if in the end his life changes again. Were it not for being hit, he would not have been able to be in his present life.

According to the history Zhu Haimei had studied, the current economy was not very developed. He had studied advertising design in his old life, but now it seems that the experience is not so useful.

Inside the bus it feels very stuffy and hot because there is no AC. Moreover Zhu Haimei was sitting at the very corner, he really suffered a lot.

When the bus entered the city, the old man refrained from vomiting, then rushed down when he arrived at the Jinjiang market.

The Jinjiang market is very crowded, there are so many people coming and going in this place. That is because this place is the most developed place in the entire city.Here there are buildings of flats lined up and below it there are also many shops such as clothing stores, bookstores, and shops, grocery stores and so on. Zhu Haimei then took the 4.4 yuan in his bag, but he did not dare to go into any store.

After a while, his clothes got wet from sweating. Suddenly, there was a small advertisement posted outside the market that managed to attract his attention. The ad was actually just a piece of red paper. On the paper written one line of irregular sentences: Wanted odd jobs, 60 yuan/month, no food and shelter. After reading it, Zhu Haimei then quickly calculated the entire cost he had spent coming here. He spent 0.4 yuan on a round-trip bus and the cost of eating for a day was at least 1.2 yuan. Not to mention if there are unexpected problems, the rest there are 20 yuan in a month. That much money is enough for what? Better just forget it. In addition, he is an ad design expert. If he worked as a shackle worker for them, wouldn't that be too pitiful?

After reading a few small advertisements, Zhu Haimei learned that his average monthly salary was around 50-60 yuan and that they were not suitable for him. Moreover, all of these jobs are part-time jobs. At this time, the existence of a workforce was truly too unappreciated.

After half a day of walking around without buying anything, his stomach began to rumble. His lunch earlier, had long been digested in his stomach. In front of a small shop, there was an ancient ice cream machine and there was a child standing in front of it. Then the shopkeeper brought ice cream for the boy. When smelling the sweet scent of ice cream, Zhu Haimei's saliva seemed to flow out.

Zhu Haimei could not think of food anymore. If he kept thinking about it, he would probably get even more hungry. He then moved away from the ice cream machine. One ice cream costs 0.1 yuan, it is the same as the price of half a kilogram of flour. It is better to buy flour to make a cake to eat until full than to eat ice cream. He had also eaten ice cream before.

Zhu Haimei had unknowingly surrounded the two market streets after walking for a long time. In the end, he bought one stationery and one of the cheapest small books for 0.2 yuan. At this moment, he had to pay for everything with a coupon. But now in his pocket there were only food stamps.

After exiting the market, Zhu Haimei went back around to see if there was a job suitable for him or something he could do. Then there was an old man who opened a small shop looking at him with a look of pity. The old grandfather then took out a small stool and poured water for him. Zhu Haimei sat on the small bench with a limp body. The old grandfather felt concerned when he saw Zhu Haimei. The grandfather then gave the fan to her.

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