“That’s the situation.
” “Anyway, due to the business adjustment of Baodan Building, you’re fired.” “
What?
I just traveled through time, and I’m unemployed?”
Song Jie looked at the obese man with a big belly in front of him with a confused look on his face, and his brain temporarily lost the ability to think.
He was originally an alchemy blogger on Douyin, and his fans called him the leader, the leader of the Hehuan Sect.
When shooting video material, he swallowed a new pill he had made, and in a burst of heat, his breathing gradually became rapid.
Then his eyes went black, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he had traveled through time.
The original owner of the body he traveled through was also called Song Jie, a casual cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, who worked in Baodan Building in Xinyuefang City, responsible for refining Bigu Pills. The
ultra-high-intensity alchemy work gradually ruined the original owner’s body, and he eventually died suddenly in his sleep. Then Song Jie traveled through time. Crossing over, becoming the new owner of this body.
It was not yet past noon, and after receiving the original owner’s memories, Song Jie had planned to go to Baodan Building to work as usual according to the original owner’s daily routine, so as not to be discovered by others.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at Baodan Building, he received a notice that he was fired.
Is the economy of this world of immortal cultivation also in recession?
He encountered a large-scale layoff as soon as he crossed over, and there was not even N+1 compensation.
The corners of Song Jie’s mouth twitched, and he felt as if he was living in a dream.
Until now, he has not fully adapted to his new identity, and it seems that he is still in a kind of audience perspective and has not really substituted into it.
Seeing Song Jie’s “at a loss” look, the fat man felt a little bit sorry and sighed:
”Well, you have been refining pills with me in Baodan Building for ten years, so I will help you one last time.
”Although the business adjustment has reduced the business of Bigu Pills by half, the demand for Bigu Pills in the market will not decrease.
”In the next month, you can refine some Bigu Pills by yourself, and I will help you sell them in Baodan Building.
”As for the commission, I don’t want it either. All the spiritual stones you earn belong to you. You can make a living on your own in a month.”
Song Jie came back to his senses, looked at the fat man in front of him, nodded solemnly, and bowed to express his gratitude.
According to the original owner’s memory, the fat man’s name was Bao Xu, a manager of Baodan Building.
Ten years ago, it was Bao Xu who recruited Song Jie into Baodan Building and taught him how to make the Bigu Pill.
In the past ten years, Song Jie’s daily work was to make Bigu Pills, and he could only make Bigu Pills.
Unfortunately, Bigu Pills are not good pills after all, and the profit is very low. They are usually sold in large quantities.
After years of development, Baodan Building has trained several first-level alchemists and can finally produce first-grade pills stably.
So it was decided to cut the Bigu Pill business in half and invest more resources in refining first-grade pills to make more profits.
Because Song Jie had a very poor talent, he only learned how to make Bigu Pills in ten years. He was not worth training, so he naturally became one of the candidates to be fired.
After leaving the Baodan Building, Song Jie gradually adapted to this new identity and accepted the fact of unemployment.
”Alas…”
The sudden time travel, coupled with the sudden unemployment, made Song Jie feel a little melancholy.
”Now the most urgent thing is to solve the problem of survival.”
From the memory of the original owner, Song Jie knew very well that the original owner was a moonlight clan, and only left him a deposit of five spirit stones.
And the house he rented in Xinyuefang City required a rent of one spirit stone a month, and the rent payment day was coming soon.
After paying the rent, there were four spirit stones left, and he had to reserve one spirit stone for daily expenses in the next month.
In other words, he currently had only three spirit stones at his disposal.
Although the deposit of five spirit stones was enough to support his survival for two and a half months, what would happen after all the spirit stones were spent?
Therefore, after some analysis, Song Jie found that this was indeed a critical moment of survival.
The longer the time dragged on, the fewer spirit stones he could control, and the less chance he had of survival.
The chance of survival lies in the Baodan Building behind him. Bao Xu promised to help him for a month so that he can sell the Bigu Pills in the Baodan Building.
Of course, this can only solve the immediate problem, not a long-term solution. After a simple calculation, Song Jie had a rough plan in mind.
After deducting the rent and daily expenses, the remaining three spirit stones were all used to buy the raw materials for the Bigu Pill.
After refining the pill, he would sell it with the help of the Baodan Building in exchange for more spirit stones.
At the same time, in the next month, he would get familiar with this world and look for other opportunities to make a living in the market.
Although he had received the memories of the original owner, it was not his own experience after all. Song Jie still had a relatively abstract concept of this world of cultivation.
He needed to have a deeper understanding after further contact so that he could make other arrangements.
Song Jie stopped where he was, thinking back to the Bigu Pill formula in the original owner’s memory.
”Poria, sesame, honey, ginseng, yam, Poria, Asparagus cochinchinensis, Atractylodes macrocephala, black beans…
”Fortunately, they are all common and mundane things.”
Just after he breathed a sigh of relief, Song Jie was amused by himself and shook his head.
”Bigu Pill is just a low-grade pill, so it is naturally impossible to use those rare treasures of heaven and earth. I don’t know what I am worried about. “
Following the guidance in his memory, Song Jie quickly found the herbal medicine store.
After a round of bargaining, Song Jie spent three spirit stones, hugged several large bags of herbs, and walked out of the herbal medicine store with satisfaction.
Although the information obtained from his memory showed that the original owner was a complete waste, he was not really useless.
At least he was very familiar with the price of the raw materials for the Bigu Pill, so Song Jie quickly saw through the conspiracy of the pharmacy owner.
After a lot of arguing, he finally bought the herbs in his hand at a lower price.
As he was carrying herbs worth three spirit stones, Song Jie was afraid that a vicious person would suddenly jump out halfway and snatch all the herbs in his hand.
So he trotted all the way back to the rented house safely.
It is said that the house The house is actually a small room made of loess and wooden boards.
There is a one-meter-wide wooden bed, a dark square wooden table covered with oil, and a round wooden stool of the same color next to it. In
the corner stands a worn-out wardrobe in log color whose doors can’t be closed tightly. A copper-yellow washbasin with many dents is thrown aside casually, and a stained sweat towel is placed on the washbasin. In
the other corner, there is a simple stove with a large iron pot on it, and some kitchen utensils and seasonings are scattered around. Next to the stove are two water tanks, one large and one small.
In the memory obtained by Song Jie, these two water tanks, the large one is for water, and the small one is for rice.
If I remember correctly, the rice in the rice tank should be almost empty.
”I don’t know if this counts as being penniless…”
Song Jie gave a bitter smile and didn’t rush to start refining the elixir.
He threw the herbs in his arms onto the wooden table, and then his eyes turned to the panel that appeared out of thin air in front of him.
[Name: Song Jie]
[Lifespan: 28/80]
[Spiritual Roots: Wood, Fire, Earth, Metal, Water]
[Realm: Second Level of Qi Refining (81/100)]
[Kung Fu: Changchun Kung (Proficient 275/300)]
[Spells: One Finger of Sun (Proficient 183/300), Dragon Claw Hand (Proficient 137/300)]
[Athletics: None]
[Magic Powers: None]
[Skills: Alchemy (Not yet advanced): Bigu Pill (Minor Success 468/600)]
[Skill Points: 10 points (can be used to improve the proficiency of skills, spells, athletics, magical powers, and skills)]