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Yesterday I had only 17 Yuan left after dinner. Today I kept pushing forward.

In the morning I applied for a day labor job at SF Express. They hired me on the spot. The pay is 13 Yuan per hour for a shift running from 7:30 AM to 7:30 PM. That is 12 hours of solid work.

The job was inside a massive shipping container. It was incredibly hot and stuffy. The air was so thick it was hard to breathe. We had to sort and stack hundreds of packages without stopping. It was physically brutal.

I met a new friend there. During our lunch break he kindly treated me to a meal. It was the first time anyone has helped me like that since I started this journey. It really warmed my heart.

After work I was starving and headed to a street stall for some fried rice noodles. The chef was away and only the owner was there. She actually let me cook the meal myself. I was nervous but I gave it my best shot. Surprisingly the noodles turned out delicious. Even the owner said they were good.

Today was a day of total exhaustion. My entire body is sore and I am drained. But I also feel a sense of pride because I earned this money through my own hard work. I even discovered I can cook under pressure.

This is just the start of my long journey toward independence. I am learning that while every day is tough there are always small victories to find.

Brother Monkey Guangxi

I already had 70 yuan with me after the beef-moving job from the previous post. After earning another 70 yuan from the traditional clothing promotion job, I ended up with 140 yuan in total.

It was raining, so that changed how I moved around the city. Instead of walking too much, I took the bus to save energy and avoid extra trouble.

At noon, I stopped for a cheap fast meal and spent 11 yuan on lunch. It was a simple meal, but enough to keep me going.

That day, I had already decided that I needed to buy a phone no matter what. Without one, too many things were still too difficult. After looking around, I finally found a phone for 100 yuan. It only really had internet access left, not full normal functions, but at that point I did not need anything fancy. I just needed something that could get me back online.

After buying it, I also decided to carry all my things with me from then on. I used a strong nylon rope together with a woven sack and made myself a simple backpack.

Later that night, the phone finally brought me some good news. I got a message saying I could go to work at SF Express the next day as a day-paid cargo sorter.

By the end of the day, I only had 29 yuan left on me. Money was still tight, and I knew the next day would not be easy. But for the first time in several days, it felt like things were starting to move forward in a more practical way.

Tomorrow will be a hard day.

Can you guess how much a cargo sorting job at SF Express pays for one day? Tell me in the comments.

Brother Monkey Guangxi