Looking at all religions, there are leaders who support the followers. The answer is no. Their beautiful cars and BMWs, beauties in villas, and delicacies on jade plates. All their consumption is paid for by believers. What you paid for was enjoyed by the leader, and the blessings you prayed for were also enjoyed by someone on your behalf. But despite this, the believers still do not waver in their faith. If we weren't afraid of being subtracted by others, we would definitely throw away many things, such as the possible distant happiness in the next life. Although we don’t know exactly how happy people can be, the extent to which they can be disappointed is something that has been constantly refreshed.
Mr. Wang said that he had never seen such an avant-garde idea of "supporting oneself by believers" since he was young.
In fact, many sects in the West are like this now, but Boss Wang doesn't know it.
"Yes, we are supported by believers."
"This, how is this possible? They are not fools, how could they pay for themselves?"
He gave Boss Wang a look of affirmation, "Believe me, as long as you do as I do, I believe this day will not be too far away."
Boss Wang still has some hesitations. After all, the success or failure of developing believers is related to his own future. There can be no carelessness.
"Master, this matter is very important to me. Don't make fun of me."
"The young master will never joke around when it comes to serious matters of right and wrong." If you are such a serious person, why would Mr. Wang think that he is watching a joke? Could it be that his appearance is to blame? "In this way, for three years, you will do what I say in these three years. If there is no result, you will I will return to you ten times the money I have spent in the past three years."
In a person's life, he will encounter some good things and some bad things. You have to be able to bear the good things and the bad things. People will always grow up after experiencing some things. Boss Wang thinks so, even if It doesn't matter if it doesn't work in three years. It's only three years and I'm still young. I still have a chance. Ten times the compensation can also contribute to my career.
Youth is a perfect excuse, but in fact it is useless.
"Okay, the boss believes in the young master, and I will listen to the young master."
"Be good, obedient children will get milk, no, they will get sweets." Wang Busui is very happy to have such obedient subordinates. "No heart will be hurt by chasing dreams. When you truly desire something, the whole universe will come to help. Believe me, Master, where there is a will, there is a way."
"Well, the boss will follow the footsteps of the young master and never waver. If the young master asks me to go east, I will never go west. If the young master asks me to eat dogs, I will never eat chickens."
"Well, the Chinese language is broad and profound. Boss, please don't stop your study."
A group of foreigners saying proverbs, is this more shocking than seeing foreigners spit out Chinese curse words?
Chinese people swear very regularly, with parents as the center and relatives as the radius, and they open their mouths. Of course, if you change it to someone with a different skin color, congratulations, you have successfully become a mixed race.
Boss Wang's ideological work has been completed, and Wang Busheng asked several foreign servants to put away the propaganda. After all, there were two typos in it, which damaged the image of the Wang family as capable people who read poetry and books.
"Master, there is a custom in your Ming Empire that people who come back from prison are roasted on the fire." The missionary matter has already been planned, and Boss Wang's focus has shifted to Wang Busheng. After all, the barbarians from other countries know how to repay their kindness after eating so much of the Wang family's food.
"Holy shit" Wang Bushit couldn't believe that foreigners were so cruel, "Boss, I didn't expect you to have such a strong taste in roasting people. Are you sure that I'm so good-looking, young master, so you can do it."
"Haha" Zhang Jinghui covered her laughter.
Wang Bu was puzzled, "Sister Jinghui, why are you laughing?"
"No, the boss probably didn't mean to roast you." Seeing that everyone was a little confused, Zhang Jinghui explained in detail, "It's like this. Our Han people have a custom that people who come back from prison have to step over the brazier, because prison is a dark and evil place. If you stay in it, you will be contaminated with bad luck." It will bring bad luck to people, and stepping over the brazier can drive away bad luck, right, boss?" Zhang Jinghui asked, looking at Boss Wang.
"Yes, yes, the eldest lady is right. That's what the boss meant. The young master was imprisoned unjustly, and we, who were helped by the young master, had no way to do it. We were also worried about the young master's safety. After hearing that the young master was released safely, we all Extremely happy.”
"Yes, yes, I will suffer with the young master, laugh with the young master, and stay with the young master until I grow old." The others also echoed.
"Fuck," Wang Bushit felt their feelings and just stayed with them until they grew old. This was his wife's job.
"I heard from the workers in the workshop that people who have been in prison will have bad luck and need to step over a brazier to ward off evil spirits."
A brazier appeared on the threshold.
"Master, charcoal is mostly made of peach and willow wood, but they said that using sandalwood will have the best effect, so a few of us spent our own money to buy some sandalwood."
"Hey, it's such a waste. This is a good material for car strings." Wang Busheng felt a little distressed. "Isn't this a bit too wasteful?"
"Young master's peace cannot be measured by money." Boss Wang has a resolute expression and speaks righteously. If it were not a traditional issue, Boss Wang would be Gao Xianzhi who died with hatred.
"Yes, it's expensive, and it has its advantages. Otherwise, why would all the temples use sandalwood? Our family doesn't need that little money." The finance minister of the Wang family said coldly. He mainly wanted to be kind to Wang Budie, no matter how much money he spent. It's worth it too.
"The Second Madam is right, young master, you are the king of our Wang family, there can't be any mistakes." Bai Mao was not willing to be lonely.
Because of the speeding incident, Bai Mao kept a low profile for many days. Fortunately, Wang Bushi didn't care about it, and Bai Mao felt at ease.
"There are also cinnabar and red beans in the brazier. The cinnabar can drive away evil spirits, and the fragrance of red beans can drive away bad luck."
"Boss Wang, you are serious." Wang Busui was still very touched. After all, he, a person with the blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang, did not know that there was such an operation. A foreigner actually knew more than him. The omniscient time traveler was embarrassed. .
Feudal superstition cannot be dealt with. Wang Busheng, who has received progressive ideological education, said that existence is justified, and it is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not exist.
The brazier was lit, and after a burst of smoke, a flame broke out.
"If you don't die, let's start," Zhang Jinghui advised. After all, it would be dangerous if the fire started.
"Okay," Wang Bushit replied, treating gods with respect and admiration. Arrange your clothes, wipe your face, comb your hair, everything is ready. 'Look, what do I look like'?
It is wrong to wear slippers and suspenders into a serious occasion. Wang Bushu also attaches great importance to the ceremony of crossing the brazier. After all, there is still a long way to go, and he hopes that his career of pretending will be less frustrating.
"Young Master, you are so beautiful. Old Hei, I can't help but feel excited."
"Okay, it's terrible to be uneducated." Wang Bu's good mood dissipated instantly. "Do you know why Yang Xiu died?"
"Uh, Yang Xiu, who is it?" the black dog said cutely.
"Yang Xiu, a person in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, was killed by Cao Cao because he talked too much." White Cat reminds.
"Uh-huh" Black Dog took a breath of air. Sure enough, flattering someone is a technical job. It takes a person a lifetime to learn.
"Ms. sir, hurry up, the fire is already very strong," Leng Bingbing also advised, after all, fire and water have no mercy.
"It doesn't matter, sir, I am a master. How can a small flame scare me?"
Other masters go up to the mountains and go to the sea. What's wrong with this master walking through a ring of fire? Well, okay, this analogy doesn't make any sense.
How to become the most beautiful cub, Wang Busheng decided to tell everyone today.
"Boss, add a little more firewood. The fire will be strong. Master, my bad luck will be burned away." Wang Busheng waved his hand, like a wealthy man who reserved the bar.
"Okay, Master." Boss Wang carried out Wang Busheng's order without compromise and threw in all the sandalwood he had spent a huge sum of money to buy.
Well, dozens of bracelets are gone, and Lao Wang wants to have them too.
Seeing that the fire had started, Wang Busui crossed his arms behind his back and walked toward the brazier with square steps.
"Sister, please advise my husband, this is very dangerous." Leng Bingbing took Zhang Jinghui's arm.
Patting the cold hand comfortingly, Zhang Jinghui smiled and said, "He will be fine. You forgot that you are all his losers."
Walking alone through the vast wilderness, only with you can there be light. Love is a wonderful thing. It can make smart people stupid. They know it is wrong but believe it unconditionally.
The foreplay was enough, and Wang BuSheng didn't wait any longer. Without any help, Wang BuSheng took to the air, and his body slowly flew over the fire in a 120-degree parabola. Wang BuSheng's technique was very good, and the highest point of the parabola was only 0.01 millimeter higher than the flame.
Love without hiding it is self-destructive, especially love when you are a student. They are often strangled in the hands of teachers or parents, even if you have opened a room.
Again, the reason why first love is unforgettable is because it is the only time in your life that you pay for your feelings without profit.
Of course, this not only refers to love, but also means to persuade people to keep a low profile, such as Xie Xiaodong, Li Xiaoguo, etc.
"Brother Liu, you are back, I miss you."
Such an awesome performance by Wang Bu was destined not to end perfectly. Just when Wang Bu was just 0.01 millimeters away from landing, a figure as nimble as a bird appeared. Hearing the heavy breathing, we can also guess that this The bird flew very quickly.
Finally the two met each other.
This was unexpected by everyone. Both the person who hit the person and the one being pretended fell down, and there was a burning brazier underneath them.
"Oh, it's hot, it's hot." The road to show off is destined to be bumpy. Wang Bushit on the brazier felt that his butt had been roasted. He had eaten pork head meat, but everyone still didn't like pork butt.
Wang Busheng wanted to push away the person on top of him, but he just sat on the brazier with no help.
Fortunately, Leng Bingbing reacted quickly. Of course, you can also say that she had been preparing. Seeing this, she hurriedly jumped up and landed next to Wang BuSei. She mentioned the person on Wang BuSi, then mentioned Wang BuSi and hurriedly extinguished Wang BuSi. Fire in the ass.
Fortunately, everyone wore thicker clothes in winter, and Wang Busheng was not injured. "I always thought that I was as tired as a dog, but in fact, a dog is not so tired. I always thought that Jinghao was as stupid as a pig, but I didn't expect that this was a response to a pig." What a shame, your eyes are on the soles of your feet and you can’t see anyone.”
"You speak so eccentrically, Wang Bushu. There are Bagua patterns printed on your pants. You're 1.7 meters tall, but you're so careless. You still have the nerve to claim to be a master." Jing Hao also said something unforgiving, and she was sure Jinghao felt relieved that her beautiful face was not injured. With such a flawless face, Jinghao would be disappointed for a few days if she had acne.
Do you want to refute him with knowledge of physics, action and reaction, "Who would have thought that you would suddenly pop out."
"Tch, my aunt ran out and didn't jump. If the king is not dead, aren't you going to jail?"
"I have been acquitted"
"Spend the money. How can you be acquitted if you have such a long list of crimes?"
"Well, you must have irregular menstruation, you are so angry."
"You, bastard". Jinghao covered her face shyly.
"Be quiet, don't talk nonsense." Yao Busheng, who had been silent all this time, couldn't stand it anymore, and he shouted Liu Mei's name instead of himself. This little girl had fallen in love prematurely. Yaobushi felt that as the sole guardian of Jinghao, he needed to remind him not to just look at faces when looking for a partner.
Many things in ancient and modern times have been laughed at. An insignificant episode is destined not to dilute everyone's joy because the king has returned safely. Tonight, the Wang family will kill chickens and cows and exchange cups for cups.
