Most people don't choose reincarnation. Reincarnation finds their way to them. Perhaps they did something great in their life. Or maybe truck-sama wasn't looking where it was going. But without fail, those who reincarnate are destined for something great. A new life where everything changes for the better. But... Reincarnation isn't always the greatest thing. Sometimes you just draw the short end of the stick. Di Tou just happens to have drawn the shortest stick. Pulled out of his life randomly. Taken by a crazy old eccentric man not as a disciple, but as a body double?! And a janitor body double no less?! Grasping a system to find... It's a JANITOR SYSTEM!? Truly, how unlucky can one get?
"Do you have any chamberpots like we mentioned last time."
Once again taking shifty glances here and there, Bu Qiong couldn't help but sigh, "Senior, could you not say it so blatantly? No matter what, this still someone else's shop that specializes in selling toiletries, and I'm selling you similar goods under the table."
Di Tou let out an awkward chuckle. Humph, who was it who offered to begin with, huh?
Shaking his head, Bu Qiong couldn't help but give up, anyways, it wasn't that big of a problem either, "I scavenged. Ahem, I mean I bought a few more cleaned and recyclable chamberpots, all in all I ended up getting four more, that I'd be willing to sell for five silver pieces each if senior is interested."