He doesn't know English, nor does he know any French, German and Italian, he only knows Chinese.

Speaking of this, I blame myself for not working hard when I was a child, and firmly believed in the learning attitude of "life is Chinese, death is Chinese soul, and it is impossible for me to learn English." I finished elementary and junior high school. In the end, I was the poor student in foreign languages.

But what's interesting is that since he got the system, although he couldn't understand these, he could understand them. He could understand them even when he spoke on TV and radio programs, but he just couldn't understand the words and didn't recognize them.

This is a function of the system, which can make others speak in Chinese to his own ears. And if his speech is American, it sounds like American English. If he is Russian, it sounds like Russian. Even the system translation also has dialect, this function is amazing.

There is no doubt that he will be fine if he lives abroad. He doesn't need to start learning English again.

One problem was solved, and another problem emerged. He had no money.

He found that there was not much rice in the rice jar and there was not much left in the vegetables. The most urgent task was to live a life.

He took out the old Taoist priest's card and ran to the nearby ATM to check it. There was only a lot left. He had no money in his card either. This was so uncomfortable. The water and electricity bills of this Taoist citation, daily living expenses, all require money, and it is not enough to have no money.

There is no way, I can only go back and find a way to get money. At least I have to have money for food. A penny stumped the hero. He had not even started his career in the journey and was not allowed to fall here.

The king of Taoist temples did not understand the way to make money in the past, and he did not inherit any so-called memories. However, he could guess that it must be some strange method used by the old Taoist priest. After all, it is not simple for the old Taoist priest.

If I were to do it myself, I could only think down-to-earth. With his current ability, there are several choices to find a job. One is to do translation, preferably the type that translates synchronously, without writing it out. But this town does not seem to require this profession.

The rest, Wang also had an idea when combining his guess about experience values.

If you have any ideas, you have to take action. You immediately change your clothes and lock the Taoist temple from outside. After turning around and going to a farm in the town, this place is a place that specializes in raising turkeys. He wants to be a butcher!

There is nothing wrong with killing a big turtle caterpillar in the game can add experience value, but there is no reason why he can't kill turkeys.

"No, your technique is really inappropriate." The boss couldn't help but dissuade Wang Ye's actions.

This is not a killing chicken, it is a torture chicken. Chicken also has dignity, and your actions are simply abused.

"It's okay, boss, I can learn it, no matter how much I don't want! I want less money!" Wang Ye hurriedly said when he saw that his experience value column increased by 20 points.

"It's not a question of how much money it costs. I don't need employees here anymore." The boss really didn't want to accept it.

"If you don't want the employees, what do you want me to try?" Wang Ye became anxious when he heard this. He asked the employees to try it himself. The clothes were covered with blood. Isn't this a playful person?

"I want to see how talented you are. But it seems inappropriate now. I don't accept apprentices either." The boss was heartbroken. Why didn't you accept you without any pussy? When I came in, I was so sure that I thought you were a veteran who killed chickens, but I didn't expect that I was just a newbie.

"Okay, but you have to pay a little compensation, after all, the clothes are made like this." Wang also said.

The boss was so hard that he couldn't help, so he finally gave him ten dollars and sent him away.

Wang Ye was not cheating. After he went back to change his clothes, he ran to the dry cleaner on the street with the clothes covered with blood. It took eight dollars to deal with it, so he would pay 2 dollars.

Returning to the Taoist temple, I was confused about what to do now.

"Master Taoist? Are you here?" Just when the king had no choice, a man suddenly shouted at the door of the Taoist temple.

"Uh, this... donor? No, layman, what's wrong?" Wang also walked up to ask.

"Master Wang Ye, where is your old Taoist priest?" The person who came was a yellow-skinned man in his thirties. He hurriedly asked after seeing Wang Ye.

"Last night, my master had already transformed into immortals." Wang Ye replied.

"Go to Yuhuaxian? Why is it so sudden? What should I do?" The man was a little anxious when he heard that the old Taoist priest was dead.

"What's wrong?" Wang also asked strangely. He was not in a hurry if his master died. Why are you anxious?

"My family is a little unhappy these days. When it was not going well, I always asked your master for the peace talisman. It will be fine after I go back. Now your master is dead, this talisman..."

"That's it, no problem, talisman!" Wang Ye quickly answered when he heard this. When he was rummaging through the cabinets and looking for things, he saw talismans and thought it was useless. Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest usually draws talismans for others.

Yes, as a Taoist priest, what way do you want to make money? You either sell talismans or tell fortunes to others. In other countries, you can’t just rely on incense to make a living. The old Taoist priest still has some ideas.

"Is this true?" Wang also took out the runes from the cabinet and ran out and handed them to the man.

"Yes, yes, that's it, it's the same." The man took it in his hand and looked it in, thanked him repeatedly when he confirmed it was right, and then turned around and walked out.

"Who, this talisman..." Wang Ye hurriedly shouted when he saw that he was about to leave.

"Yes, yes, I forgot it. This is talisman money." The man was stunned after being called, and then he realized that he had not paid the money. He quickly took out fifty dollars and handed it over. "Often your master sells ten dollars each. But knowing that your master has passed away, I will treat the rest as I donated to the Taoist temple. Don't refuse."

"Then I thank the layman. Can you ask if anyone else in the town needs this?" Of course, he would not refuse to take the money. After taking the money, he asked.

"It should be gone. I am the only one who immigrated in this town, and the others are locals. They don't believe in this." The man replied.

"That's it, okay, thank you for the layman." Wang Ye nodded when he heard this, and was not surprised. After all, this is abroad, most people are Christians and do not believe in Taoism.

However, this transaction is done by selling, so he doesn't believe he can't sell it.

There were not many runes, and there were only four or five of these talisman papers left behind, so it was impossible to sell them all. Wang also found a few talisman papers left in the cabinet and began to draw them according to the gourd.

This kind of rune requires special talisman paper, and pigments are not ordinary things, cinnabar is used. However, Wang doesn't plan to do it so well, just use ink to make it.

As for the things drawn, he didn't know what the above means, but he could just draw it. Anyway, he believed that Americans didn't understand what it was written on.

As for drawing talismans, as long as you don’t understand it, others will definitely find it unfathomable. As long as the things he draws, a Chinese person may not know what it is, let alone Americans.

After seeing it, he started to do it one after another. In the middle of the night, Wang also made more than twenty pieces, and then put them together in stacks.
Chapter completed!