Chapter 14: It’s hard for literate people to find jobs ()

Village Chief Wang mastered the technology of feeding troughs and soil soap manufacturing, so he didn't have to worry about his life problems. As long as his health was not in trouble, the whole village had to respect him. This was Wang Jin's repayment to him.

When the villagers on the riverside heard that Mr. Wang was going to the provincial capital, they came to see him off one after another. Wang Jin helped them a lot in this short-sighted article. Needless to say, the villagers were simple and grateful in their hearts. A touching words were indispensable. After bidding farewell to the villagers on the sampan, Wang Jin, who was sitting on the sampan, took out the small package from his arms. What he never thought was that there were two bright silver dollars in it. Looking at the villagers who had not left for a long time on the shore, he waved his big hands hard and said goodbye to the villagers.

Two people, two silver dollars, went to Hubei to invest in the new army. Wang Jin thought a little bit of fantasy and gave up this feat.

What a joke, do you go to be a refugee without any relatives?

Some comrades may be able to travel around the country by bicycle, and some can walk around the world, but Wang Jin thinks he doesn’t have this ability. He has no money and is panicked!

However, if he wanted to join the army, he was one step late. At present, the Qing government planned to train 36 towns of the Army Standing Army across the country, and Anhui Province planned to train one town. In fact, Anhui only temporarily organized a new army, town, and association was equivalent to later divisions and brigades.

In short, Wang Jin missed the time. The training of the Anhui New Army was basically and completely complete. He could not be a soldier for the time being unless he comforted the new army to expand. But to be honest, it is not important not to be a soldier. In fact, it is not important to go back to his hometown or not. (Anyway, no one knows it). The most important thing is to find a job to make a living first, otherwise the consequences will be difficult to predict.

Two living people, can’t find jobs?

It’s true that things are so wonderful. Wang Jin really didn’t find a job. Erdan easily became a coolie on the dock. Anyway, he was young and had strength. But Wang Jin was different. He was a high-end talent with a college degree, and he was not comparable to Erdan, who was illiterate. Of course, he wanted to find a professional job. The most important thing is that although he had the ability to do it, his small body really couldn’t bear the hardship!

Wang Jin spent most of his time in Anqing City, and did not find the talent market or the recruitment advertisements. Only then did he know how big the gap between ideals and reality is, and it was even harder to find jobs in ancient times. There was no way, so he had to put down his figure and self-control, and honestly followed the streets to find out whether the shop needed a friend.

"May I ask, do you want a guy in your store?" Before Wang Jin finished asking, several guys would pop up in the store, "Get out, get out, get out, find a place to live, don't you see us doing business?" After several trips, he was hit hard and felt a lot of anger in his stomach.

But there is no way, finding a job is important, and being able to get enough food and clothing is the reality. Until noon, my stomach was so hungry that I held two silver dollars in my hand for a long time. Finally, I gritted my teeth and turned my horns twice. He was a little dizzy, and finally saw a notice from the door of a Liji Mid Shop.

It's really a road ahead. The beef cattle wailed in my heart and hurriedly walked in.

The shop is not small, with a counter on the left, and a guy is standing behind. The middle is filled with various cloth bags and large wooden barrels, and all kinds of miscellaneous grains are piled high. He even saw several bags of flour in the corner of the wall, which surprised him very much. A basket of fragrant small buns appeared in his mind. He swallowed his mouth hard, and then he sucked back the saliva that had reached his mouth. He did not make a fool of himself in public. He hadn't eaten anything good for too long... Wang Jin knocked on the counter and waited for the guy in the shop to look at him: "Is this guy here?"

The shop guy saw a bald monk standing in front of the counter and couldn't help but wonder: "Master, this shop is recruiting a friend."

"Master?" Wang Jin was stunned and touched his bald head and cursed inwardly. If the old man had the money to buy fake braids, would he still have to come to you? His hair was still washed off on the boat. Now it was in the Qing Dynasty. He didn't feel embarrassed at all. He touched his bald head and slapped him: "Haha, I'm not a monk. You guys are recruiting friends here, are you going to take care of food and accommodation?"

"Yes." The guy nodded, his eyes full of doubt. He thought that things in the world were so chaotic, and he had no food to eat for even the monk. He couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority in his heart.

Of course, Wang Jin didn't know what the guy was thinking. What he was concerned about now was food and clothing treatment: "How much money can you give every month?"

"Food food and accommodation, 3 oceans a month!" The guy looked proud.

Wang Jin just wanted to curse himself, and he didn't know where this guy felt so superior. But there were already a lot of three oceans, at least one more than his current possessions. He planned to find a place for the two brothers tonight, familiarize himself with the social environment here, and save his stomach first and then seek development. When he thought of this, he made up his mind: "Do you invite two people here?"

"This..." The guy hesitated for a moment: "You are here and I'll go and ask the boss."

But after a while, an old man wearing a thin gray robe walked out of the inner room. He looked at Wang Jin carefully for a long time. His somewhat trivial look really made Wang Jin unable to stand it: "Where are you from!"

"Jiangshazhou, Wangjia Village." Wang Jin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jiangshazhou, Wangjia Village? But when you say your tone, why don't you look like a local?" The old man was not stupid either.

Wang Jin secretly felt fortunate that there was a different identity: "I came from Hubei to join my uncle. Because the village was affected by the disaster, I went to the provincial capital to find a way out."

"But you are a foreigner after all!" The boss looked embarrassed.

My grass, don’t you have to be so clear, right? His embarrassing look made Wang Jin feel a little anxious. The two silver dollars in his arms are very expensive. Even if they have to be spent, they still have to be spent on the blade. Once you open your mouth, the two silver dollars will not be preserved. Regional discrimination, regional discrimination will kill people!

"Boss, I can write, and I am also very proficient in arithmetic." He hurriedly showed off his skills.

Boss Li responded after hearing Wang Jin's words, and the light that claimed to be smart flashed in his eyes: "You can write? Then write your name to me." As he said that, he asked the young man to bring a bowl of water. Wang Jin was annoyed and thought that the old man asked him to write a name was an insult to his "knowledge". So he became angry and gave his boss a song "Li Sao" for free. But just such a small change made him embarrassed.
Chapter completed!