"Uh" What does this mean? Wang Busheng was full of doubts. Who doesn't eat every day? How can it be that he eats shit every day? People are iron and rice is steel. Anyone who doesn't eat will become hungry. Even a hero must eat. of.
"Master, is it wrong to like eating?" Wang Budie felt wronged, but Wang Budie didn't cry.
"It's true that I like to eat, and I also like to eat as a teacher, but as a man, you must also have your own career and be determined to be a useful person to the country and the people. Unlike you, tusk tusk, accomplishing nothing," Fu Jia Fang said impassionedly. Then he pointed to himself, "For example, being a teacher is a person who has pursuits and ideals,"
Face is a good thing. It not only looks good, but also resists attacks. Upon hearing this, not only Wang Busheng was curious, but several others were also puzzled. Liu Mei, who cared most about Rich A, first asked, "Master, what are you doing?" What ideals do you have?”
"Become the overlord among the beggars, let everyone have clothes to wear, food to eat, and money to make." If there was a bolt of lightning covering the old man's head at this moment, the effect would be better.
The whole audience was astonished. This overlord among beggars is still a beggar. A beggar among beggars, he wants everyone to be clothed, fed, and paid. If beggars are clothed, fed, and paid, then Beggars are still beggars. There was no such thing as beggars in the court of the Ming Empire.
When we were young, teachers would always like to ask us what our ideals are when we grow up. Some people want to be doctors and save lives, while others want to be disseminators of knowledge and teach and educate people. Some also want to become scientists and contribute their own strength to the prosperity of the country, and some even want to become a flying man, able to fly into space and explore the mysteries of the universe. Of course, it is not ruled out that such people go to heaven just to see the goddess Chang'e. Fairy.
The doctor may now pick up the butcher's knife, the disseminator of knowledge may also move bricks, the scientist may be in prison, the flying man may realize his dream, fly a few meters high, and then fall, the mystery of the universe has not been revealed. Looking at it, I don’t even know where Chang’e is. Too few dreams have been realized, but the dream of the wealthy person who has determined to be a beggar since childhood has definitely come true. She sleeps until she wakes up naturally, counts money until her hands cramp, everything goes well, and all her wishes come true. With clothes on your hands and food on your hands, you can open your mouth. Happiness is actually very simple. Just being a beggar can be called pursuit. Isn’t the threshold for this ideal person too low?
"Master, what's the good thing about being a beggar?" Black Dog said. As a person who experienced it, Black Dog deeply felt that it was not easy to be a beggar. After being chased by the dog several times, Black Dog came to the conclusion that he wanted to eat It is absolutely impossible to be full, let alone have money. People would rather starve to death, kill people and commit illegal acts, than be a beggar with no dignity at all.
Slap the black dog on the head and teach the black dog a lesson. The wealthy party still has no pressure. As a servant, letting the master vent is also within their scope of service. "What do you know? There are many benefits to being a beggar."
Touching the beaten head, the black dog also learned a lesson, and his attitude became more tactful: "Master, what are the benefits of being a beggar?"
The rich man said, "There are many benefits to being a beggar. You can be free, eat when you want, and sleep when you want. This way you will have a good mentality and live longer. There are many beggars, and competition will be fierce." Stimulate people's fighting spirit, activate their brains, and,,,"
Wang Bushit didn't listen to Rich A's strong arguments and nonsense, but he heard what Rich A said and let every beggar get money. It is better to give fish than to fish. If you want every beggar to have money, it is not just to give them money. The money will always be spent. Giving them a way to make money is the most important thing.
For a businessman, owning a market is very important. A large consumer group is the key to making money. Basically, the market in Songjiang Prefecture is like this. In rich areas, there are basically only so many sales. In slum areas, stores have been bought. Ms. Wang plans to do it herself, but there are too many poor people, and small snacks such as jelly beans and sesame balls are considered luxury accessories, and it is impossible to regard them as staple food. Fortunately, their group is large, and they can earn a lot of money. However, those remote and remote areas are a problem that Wang Busheng has always ignored. Since ancient times, there has been a profession in our country. The salesmen who walk around the streets bring all kinds of goods that the people need. , snacks that children like to eat, can be bought in exchange for items, or with copper coins that have been saved for a long time. There are also rich people in poor mountains and remote areas. They rely on mountains and rivers to feed themselves. Some people are still very wealthy, so the salesman can make a lot of money.
It is impossible for Wang Bushit to carry his own load to where to sell goods, but these beggars can sell some goods on the way to beg, which can also be regarded as extra income.
Everything in the world is for profit, and all the noise in the world is for profit. Interest is the catalyst for all actions. You make money and I make money, it's a win-win situation.
Wang Busheng hurriedly interrupted the rich man's nonsense and continued to put gold in his face, "Master, do you want to get rich?"
The conversation was interrupted, and Fu A was very unhappy, especially since he had three loyal viewers, Liu Mei and White Cat and Black Dog. It had been a long time since anyone had listened to his bragging so seriously. Fu A was very satisfied and cherished it. , it’s just okay, my mouth is dry and I just need to take a rest. He looked curiously at Wang Busheng's stupid question, "Do you think Master is a person who doesn't want to get rich? People who don't want to get rich are no different from pigs and dogs."
"Look at what this says. Are the sages of ancient and modern times and those who don't give up for five measures of rice all pigs and dogs?" Of course, this is all in the past, and the king has no obligation to clear their names unless he dies. Besides, the people of the Ming Empire are all Live for money, live for money, die for money, and struggle all your life.
"Okay, Master, this is a bit redundant for me to ask." Wang Busheng was ashamed. Asking this question was basically like asking a dog whether he eats meat. The answer was the same, so Wang Bushu changed his expression "Master, Do you want to realize your ideal?”
"Ideals, what ideals? Master, I am over a hundred years old, what ideals can I have?" Fu Jia looked at his apprentice suspiciously. He was sure that the symptoms of his apprentice's brain retardation had deepened.
"Um, am I hallucinating? Everything I heard just now was fart."
"Master, didn't you just tell me your ideal?" Liu Mei said.
"Yes, yes, yes, sir, you just said, let all beggars have clothes to wear, everyone to eat, and everyone to have money to take." The white cat was not willing to remain silent,
"Ah, uh, I remember, it seems I said this." Touching his incomplete beard, Fu Jiafang nodded and said, "It is probably because he was in bed to recuperate during this period, and his head is still on vacation."
"Well, you are the master, you are the best. Even if you say that the sun is square, I will pretend to be an idiot and clap my hands in praise. Master, you know so much."
Telling lies with open eyes is a skill that does not need to be learned, it is inherent in the body.
"Master, you have never thought about uniting these beggars and twisting them into a rope to form a huge force." Wang Busui gestured with his hands, but his movements were a bit obscene, much like a scene from a Japanese pirate movie.
Fortunately, Wang Busui's expressive ability is not bad, and the wealthy party also understood Wang Busui's words, "What are you doing by uniting those stinky and shameless beggars? Do you still want to rebel? The old man has a daughter but no children, even if he does The emperor means nothing."
Well, there really has never been a father-in-law who asked his son-in-law to take over since ancient times.
Of course, rebellion is impossible. Although the current emperor Zhu Xiluo is not his strong point, the people have just lived a peaceful life. Although it is also very difficult, it has not reached the point where they have to sell their children and daughters when they are desperate. Moreover, Zhu Xiluo also implemented some policies to benefit the people, such as the poverty alleviation fund issued by the court every year. Of course, the effect was not ideal, mainly for the officials below. It has become an unspoken rule to pluck the feathers of wild geese.
"Master, it is not good to be an emperor. Rebellion will result in beheading, and it will be a major crime to destroy the nine tribes." I am the old man's apprentice and one of the nine tribes.
"Okay, okay, let's finish talking quickly. The old man is getting old and needs to rest early."
"Yes, yes, master, you can turn these beggars into your own with a small favor."
"Then what"?
"Then you ask them to help us with our work, take care of food, housing, and wages." Wang Bushuo said happily. If you eat others' soft words and take others' soft hands, and return the money yourself, these people will naturally follow you wholeheartedly. No, It is to follow the wealthy party.
"Child, you are overthinking. People who are beggars are rarely desperate. As long as they are willing to work hard, they can still have a bite to eat. These people are just unwilling to contribute and are too lazy to die."
Although there are not many jobs in the Ming Empire now, there is still work to be done. There are still bosses who are willing to give you a bowl of rice.
"Well" Wang Busheng suddenly discovered that the wealthy party also looked at the problem very deeply.
"Master, what about you?" A stick knocked over the entire boat, and the old man was digging a hole to bury himself.
"That's my ideal." Fu Jiafang argued.
"Okay, that's your ideal," Wang Bushit continued, "Master, you can find some like-minded people who regard being a beggar as an ideal hobby like you. It doesn't matter if it's money or not. Being a beggar is just for fun. , form an alliance, I have already thought of a name for you - the Beggar Gang."
"Are you sure the name Beggars Gang is your original creation?"
The Beggar Gang first appeared in the Six Dynasties and formed a unified organization in the Song Dynasty. Wang Bu Die is also a reference.
"Well, okay, that's not the point. Master, you can try to make friends with these people, win them over, lure them, or seduce them. In short, you can make them follow Master wholeheartedly."
"What do you want to do?" Rich A's face was full of disbelief, "Are you planning to do something illegal and disorderly?"
"Master, you are overthinking. I am a good citizen, a very good citizen, and abiding by the law has always been the code I adhere to." Not every time traveler likes to form gangs and rebel against the emperor. There are too many beauties in the harem, and the king If you don't die, you don't have that physical strength.
Wang Busheng continued, "Master, now our sesame dough and jelly bean business has no room for development in Songjiang Prefecture. It must spread to the surrounding areas, so we need a lot of manpower."
"So. You will focus on my colleagues." Rich A asked first,
"Okay, yes, Master, I thought of those colleagues of yours," Wang Bushit admitted with a nod.
"What you said makes sense, but you have to pay for the early activities." Rich A decisively agreed, after all, he also owns shares in this business.
"Um, Master, can you please help me first?"
"Okay," pointing to the few people present, Rich A said, "You guys will testify."
Rich A is not afraid that Wang Bu will not pay back the money. After all, he has a business of sesame balls and jelly beans, and he is not afraid that Wang Bu will not pay back the money. He is not good at literature and martial arts. When people get old, they always have to stretch their muscles and bones. If they don't pay back the money, they will fight. Until he pays back the money.
"Yes, yes, we will testify for the master." In the face of power, Liu Mei and White Cat and Black Dog both know how to choose to be human.
Everyone was satisfied with the ending, and the only one who was sad was Wang Bushi himself.
"Hey, Master, aren't you tired? Where are you going so late?" Wang Busui asked curiously when he saw Fu Jia walking out.
"Well, I'm going to return the flatbed truck. The miracle doctor probably needs it."
