This was the first time Song Jiang had gone to the wet market to watch the owner of the pork stall cut meat, because he always wanted to experience what it felt like to "cut human flesh by hand." Of course, Song Jiang did this not because he was a pervert with heavy tastes, but simply because he wanted to find some creative inspiration.
In the past, in order to find inspiration, Song Jiang would often go to some famous haunted places on the Internet. Unexpectedly, one time he secretly followed a supernatural anchor, but he accidentally bumped into the present tense of a murder case, and was arrested for this. Game... Ever since that lesson, Song Jiang no longer dared to go to any haunted holy places easily, and finally had to turn to the vegetable market, which was harmless to humans and animals.
At this time, I saw the boss taking off half of the pig with his knife in his hand. He was skillful and clean in his movements. He looked like a knife expert with many years of experience. Maybe the pork stall owner was a little impatient because of Song Jiang's stare, so She looked up at him and said, "Handsome man, do you want some meat?"
Song Jiang's face turned red after hearing this, and he said a little embarrassedly, "I don't want to buy meat, I just want to see how you cut it, boss..."
The owner of the pork stall yelled in displeasure, "What's so good about cutting meat?! If you don't want to buy meat, don't stand in front of me and delay my business!"
Song Jiang was immediately embarrassed, but he said without giving up, "Boss, do you think there is any difference between cutting pork and cutting human flesh?"
The owner of the pork stall was furious when he heard this. Unexpectedly, he was about to curse but was stopped by the proprietress behind him, saying, "Cut your meat. There are so many crazy people these days. He wants to see his own, but he doesn't know how to do it." Throw you a piece of meat?!"
The owner of the pork stall seemed to have a bad temper at first glance. As soon as his wife spoke, he immediately lost his temper and continued to cut the meat obediently... Song Jiang saw that the owner of the pork stall seemed to have a bad temper, so he had to be sensible. walked away.
Since Song Jiang really couldn't support himself by writing novels, his aunt who had watched him grow up really didn't want him to continue to waste time like this, so she tried her best to help him find a job. However, the jobs she introduced to Song Jiang were either insurance companies or hotel rooms. Agency, this is simply painful torture for Song Jiang, who has always felt that his talent was underappreciated.
So whenever Song Jiang deliberately failed to apply for various reasons, he would be so angry that his aunt would jump to her feet and curse, "If it weren't for the sake of your dead parents, I wouldn't bother to care about you!"
Song Jiang also knew that continuing like this was not an option. Although his parents left some savings for him when they passed away, people had to do something. Coupled with his aunt's hard and soft approach, Song Jiang finally agreed to interview for a job. A job that is slightly related to his ideal - librarian.
In Song Jiang's view, this job is nothing more than placing books and tidying up bookshelves every day. In fact, it is a waste of life for him. But what he didn't expect was that the challenge of this job was far beyond his imagination. .
That morning, Song Jiang rushed over to the address given by his aunt and found that it was a very old library. Song Jiang only came here once with his late father when he was in elementary school. If he hadn't come here for an interview today, he would have gone there. Everyone thought this place had already closed down.
Pushing open the door of the library, the situation inside was similar to what Song Jiang remembered. What was even more tragic was that, excluding himself, there was almost no guest here...
The dilapidated old building seems to have its own air conditioner. As soon as you enter, you will feel a chill down your spine. The decoration style inside is still in the 1990s, which more or less gives Song Jiang the illusion of traveling to the past. .
After entering, Song Jiang stood in front of the service desk for a while, but no staff came out, so he loudly asked inside, "Hello, is there anyone here?"
But in the empty hall, except for his own voice, no one came out to respond to him... Song Jiang looked at the dim environment around him, as if he had walked into an old faded photo, and suddenly his heart I felt a little scared for a while.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a cough suddenly came from an office not far away, and then a voice like a leaking bellows was heard saying, "Is this Song Jiang coming for an interview? Come in. Bar!"
When Song Jiang heard this, he glanced at the dark red wooden door with some paint peeling off, but there was no light shining through the cracks in the door. It was as if there were two worlds inside and outside the door...
I don't know why, Song Jiang, who has always been brave, suddenly felt a little afraid to go in. But it was already here. If he didn't go in, he would have to listen to his aunt's endless nagging in the future, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over.
Arriving at the door of the office, Song Jiang was about to knock on the door, but saw that the old wooden door opened with a creaking sound. When he looked inside, he saw a desk in the room, and a man with a little hair. The gray old man sat inside and looked at him with a smile...
"Hello...my name is Song Jiang." Song Jiang said awkwardly after walking in.
The old man pushed up the thick lenses on the bridge of his nose, looked at the young man in front of him carefully up and down, and then said with a smile, "Song Jiang, right? I am the director here, Lao Xu! From now on, you can call me Uncle Xu. Bar!"
When Song Jiang heard this, he quickly said politely, "Hello, Uncle Xu..."
After hearing this, Lao Xu was very satisfied and said, "Well, yes, he is a polite young man! But there are some things I want to make clear to you in advance... Our salary here is not high, but it is relatively leisurely compared to here. I heard your aunt said that you write novels, so this place is very suitable for you to write. You only need to do your job well every day, and the rest of the time you want to read and write!"
After hearing this, Song Jiang asked curiously, "Uncle Xu, when I came in just now, I saw that there was not a single customer in the restaurant. So how do we usually make money?"
After hearing this, Director Xu smiled and said, "We have a membership system here. Only guests with a reading card can come in to read and borrow books. You will find out gradually in the future! Come on, I will show you around now... …”
Director Xu first took Song Jiang to get acquainted with the environment in the library and introduced the scope of the work area. To be honest, Song Jiang looked at the old books on the bookshelves that were published in unknown years and months. He really couldn't read at all. Will anyone come here to apply for a card to study?
"Uncle Xu, besides us...are there any other employees here?" Song Jiang asked tentatively.
