"What's this about ten dollars?" An Lu looked at Mu Rufeng with confusion.
"Give me ten dollars, and I'll tell you," Mu Rufeng said.
An Lu hesitated for a moment, as if he had been deeply insulted.
His lips began to squirm and emitted a strange grinding noise.
It was the sound of his sharp teeth rubbing against each other.
"We should be helping each other, you..." An Lu did not want to pay.
"Ten dollars, give it to me, and I'll tell you," Mu Rufeng repeated.
"Fine!" An Lu kept silent for a moment, finally he pulled out a ten-dollar bill and handed it to Mu Rufeng.
After Mu Rufeng took it, he immediately said, "You see, I have innate divine power, and I used to work as a loader, so I unload cargo very quickly."
"Is that it?" An Lu was clearly stunned.
"That's it. I've told you already," mentioned Mu Rufeng as he continued to pull the cargo towards the interior.
An Lu didn't try to stop Mu Rufeng or call out to him; he merely watched him with a cold gaze.
Boom, boom, boom—
Just then, a large truck emitting a thick black mist pulled up in front of the Alcohol Warehouse, beginning to reverse.
In no time, it was parked next to the loading platform.
An Lu glanced at it and immediately stepped forward, extending his hand and pressing it directly into the black mist.
The next second, a slight smile appeared on the corners of An Lu's mouth.
He looked at Mu Rufeng, then at the large truck he had prepared to unload from earlier, and immediately walked towards the interior of the warehouse.
Seeing this, Mu Rufeng did not pay any attention; he did not continue to go back into the truck to unload either.
He had promised the driver, Chang Feng, that he would slack off outside. Checking the time, he had to slack off for at least another twenty minutes.
He did not plan to slack off until just before the unloading deadline; after all, he had not yet been made a permanent employee.
Holding the shrink wrap and dragging the forklift, Mu Rufeng began to wander around the area at the front of the warehouse where the goods were placed.
He didn't dare to go inside the warehouse, since he was only a temporary worker; if he were caught slacking, it could spell trouble.
Within just a few minutes, Wang Kun and An Lu emerged together from inside the warehouse.
"Mu Rufeng, why aren't you unloading? Why are you wandering around here?" Wang Kun saw Mu Rufeng and immediately scolded him.
"Oh, Supervisor Wang, I'm looking for some planks," Mu Rufeng replied.
"Are you blind? Aren't the planks over there? Don't wander off again next time," Wang Kun said in a cold voice.
"Yes, Supervisor Wang," Mu Rufeng responded.
"By the way, two more trucks have arrived. After you finish unloading that truck, unload the one on the right. An Lu, you unload the one on the left," Wang Kun instructed.
"No problem, Supervisor Wang," An Lu said, stepping forward and patting his chest without waiting for Mu Rufeng to speak.
Mu Rufeng found it strange but didn't particularly care, and he said, "Okay. By the way, Supervisor Wang, when are our working hours?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Kun raised his left hand, glanced at the mechanical watch on his wrist, and said, "It's just past eight now. We start work at six in the morning, finish at noon, have a one-hour lunch break, resume at one in the afternoon, and finish at six in the evening."
"After work in the evening, come to my office; I'll arrange accommodation, and go to the canteen for dinner. If you don't know where the canteen is, you can ask An Lu."
"All right, get to work," Wang Kun waved his hand and then turned to leave.
"Work hard, if you can't finish unloading, you can come find me for help," An Lu said with a smiling face, patting Mu Rufeng on the shoulder and striding towards the truck on the left.
Before, he had seen An Lu set up the pallets ready to unload from the truck on the right, but now after coming out with Wang Kun, he was unexpectedly unloading from the left.
Without a doubt, the cargoes of the two trucks were not the same, and it was possible that the cargo in his truck was even more difficult to unload.
Mu Rufeng didn't care much; he went straight to the truck.
Reaching out, he pressed directly on top of the black mist.
In an instant, the information about the cargo appeared in his mind.
Blood Flower Beer
Net Content: 580ml
Ingredients List: Corpse Water, Fresh Blood, Hops Demon, Wheat Cannibal Worm, Yeast Worm
Effect: Slightly bitter taste, consuming it grants a temporary boost to spirit attribute and results in a drunk state, prolonged use can slowy increase the spirit attribute.
Shelf Life: Twelve months
Production Date: XX year X month X day
Friendly Reminder: Fragile item, please handle with care, damage will be compensated at the price.
Mu Rufeng was unconcerned with anything else but focused on the bottom line.
"Fragile item, handle with care, damage will be compensated at the price, huh." Mu Rufeng pondered meticulously.
The Blood Flower Beer was bottled in glass, twelve bottles per case.
Because they were glass bottles, they needed to be handled carefully during loading and unloading, or else they were extremely likely to break.
If Mu Rufeng wanted to load or unload, he couldn't throw them around as casually as he did the Scarlet Eyeball.
Moreover, since the Blood Flower Beer was packaged in cardboard boxes, he couldn't just grab a case with one hand.
The speed of unloading might decrease quite a bit.
Mu Rufeng released his hand, turned his head, and looked towards An Lu.
He saw that An Lu had already started unloading, with four or five tentacles working at the same time, each carrying two cases of goods.
The speed was very fast.
Also, Mu Rufeng noticed that the goods An Lu was unloading seemed to be instant noodles, similar to ones you can eat.
The degree of difficulty between An Lu's instant noodles and Mu Rufeng's Blood Flower Beer was quite obvious.
Mu Rufeng was well aware of An Lu's little tricks.
However, Mu Rufeng found it strange, wasn't this supposed to be the Alcohol Warehouse? Why were there instant noodles here? Shouldn't they be located at the Snack Foods Warehouse?
Mu Rufeng couldn't figure it out and couldn't be bothered to think further, he immediately pulled a forklift over and grabbed a stack of pallets to the front of the truck.
Yes, Mu Rufeng decided to start unloading the Blood Flower Beer right away.
Slack off? No way, he intended to work hard and earn money.
He had not forgotten Chang Feng's reminder.
He took down one pallet and placed it appropriately.
The black mist at the tailgate of the truck had already dissipated, Mu Rufeng inserted his hands into the cargo and then, miraculously, carried out four cases of beer at once.
The net content of the Blood Flower Beer was 580ml, including the glass bottles, which made it about 1.1kg each.
Each case had twelve bottles, disregarding the cardboard box, the total was 26.4 pounds.
Four cases, therefore, were about 105 pounds. For Mu Rufeng, that weight still felt Lighter than a Feather.
He handled the four cases with care and placed them down correctly.
He recalled that for beer, it should be stacked five layers high, with seventeen supports per layer.
Four horizontally, in three rows, and five vertically, in one row, making a total of seventeen.
However, to stack the merchandise this way, the supports needed to be alternated, making the stack more stable.
Mu Rufeng had considered this, so each time, he only took three cases.
He would not alternate supports for the first, second, and third layers, but would alternate for the fourth and fifth.
At the same time, during the fourth and fifth layers, he would directly use both hands to carry two layers or four cases at once for stacking.
As a result, his speed was actually faster than when he was stacking the Scarlet Eyeball.
And because Mu Rufeng was handling them gently, there was absolutely no chance of damage occurring.