This is already the time Song Jiang went to the vegetable market to see the pork stall owner cut meat, because he always wanted to feel what it feels like to cut human flesh by hand. Of course, Song Jiang did this not because he was a pervert with a strong taste, but just simply wanted to find some creative inspiration.

In order to find inspiration, Song Jiang often went to some famous haunted holy places on the Internet. Unexpectedly, he secretly followed a supernatural anchor, but unexpectedly made him run into the police station when a murder case was in progress... Since that lesson, Song Jiang has never dared to go to any haunted holy places easily, and finally had to switch to the harmless vegetable market.

At this time, the boss saw the knife lifting his hand and removing half of the pig. He was skillful and his movements were neat. He saw that he was a knife expert with many years of experience. Perhaps the boss of the pork stall was a little impatient by Song Jiang's eyes, so he looked up at him and said, "Handsome guy, do you want meat?"

After hearing this, Song Jiang's face turned red and said embarrassedly, "I don't buy meat, I just want to see how you cut meat by the boss..."

The owner of the pork stall shouted unhappily, "What's so good about cutting meat?! If you don't buy meat, don't stand in front and delay my business!"

Song Jiang was a little embarrassed, but he said with a little unwilling heart, "Boss, do you think there is a difference between cutting pork and cutting human flesh?"

The owner of the pork stall was so angry that he was so angry that he was about to curse, but he was stopped by the boss lady behind him and said, "Cut your meat. I've been crazy these days. He wants to see his, but he won't lose a piece of meat?!"

The owner of this meat stall looked like a raking ear. As soon as his wife spoke, she immediately lost her temper and continued to lower her head to cut the meat... Seeing that the owner of this pork stall seemed to have a bad temper, Song Jiang had to walk away with tactfulness.

Given that Song Jiang could not support himself by writing novels, his aunt who had watched him grow up since childhood didn't want him to continue wasting such a thing, so she tried to find a job with all her might. However, the job she introduced to Song Jiang was either an insurance company or a room agent, which was a painful torture for Song Jiang, who always felt that she had not received talent.

So whenever Song Jiang finds various reasons to fail to apply for the job on purpose, he will be so angry that his aunt will jump into the air and scold, "If it weren't for your dead parents, I wouldn't bother to care about you!"

Song Jiang also knew that it was not a solution to continue like this. Although his parents left him some savings when they passed away, they had to do something. In addition to his aunt's use of both soft and hard work, Song Jiang finally agreed to go to an interview for a job that was slightly related to his ideals - a library administrator.

In Song Jiang's opinion, this job is nothing more than placing books and sorting out bookshelfs every day. In fact, it was 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 according to the address mentioned by his aunt and found that it was a very old library. Song Jiang only came to the late father once when he was in elementary school. If he hadn't come for an interview today, he would have thought that the place would have been closed long ago.

When I opened the door of the library, the situation inside was similar to that in Song Jiang’s memory. What’s even more sad is that if he didn’t include himself, there was almost no customer here...

The old old building is more like it comes with its own air conditioner, which makes people feel a little chill when they enter. The decoration style inside is still in the 1990s, which makes Song Jiang feel like he is 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 asked loudly inside, "Hello, is there anyone here?"

But in the empty hall, no one came out to respond to him except his own voice... Song Jiang looked at the dim environment around him, as if he had walked into an old faded photo, and suddenly felt a little scared in his heart.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a cough suddenly came from an office not far away, and then a broken bellows sounded like a leaking air saying, "Is it Song Jiang who is here for the interview? Come in!"

When Song Jiang heard this, he glanced at the dark red wooden door that had a little paint loss, but no light could be seen through the crack of the door, just like two worlds inside and outside the door...

For some reason, Song Jiang, who had always been brave, suddenly became a little scared to go in. But he had come. If he didn't go in, he would inevitably listen to his aunt's endless nagging in the future, so he had to bite the bullet and walk over.

When he arrived at the office door, Song Jiang was about to knock on the door, but he saw that the old wooden door had opened it by itself with a creaking sound. When he looked inside, he saw an office desk in the room, an old man with gray hair was sitting inside, looking at him with a smile...

"Hello...my name is Song Jiang." Song Jiang said cramply after walking in.

The old man pushed the thick lens 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 Lao Xu, the director here! You can call me Uncle Xu from now on!"

When Song Jiang heard this, he quickly said politely, "Hello Uncle Xu..."

After hearing this, Lao Xu said with satisfaction, "Well, it's not bad, he's a polite young man! But I have to explain some things to you in advance... The salary here is not high, but it's relatively leisurely. I heard your aunt say that you write novels, and it's very suitable for you to write. As long as you do your job well every day, you want to read books and write for the rest of your time!"

Song Jiang asked curiously after hearing this, "Uncle Xu, when I came in just now, I saw that there was not a single customer in the museum. So how do we make a profit on?"

After hearing this, Director Xu smiled and said, "We have a membership system here. Only guests who have obtained a reading certificate can come in to read and borrow books. You will know slowly in the future! Let's go, I'll take you around now..."

Director Xu first took Song Jiang to familiarize himself 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 bookshelf that he had published in unknown years and months. He really couldn't tell at all that anyone would come here to apply for a card to study?

"Uncle Xu, are there any other employees besides us...?" Song Jiang asked tentatively.

Chapter completed!