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Immortal Master Chapter 1: Scoundrel

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    Luo Chengyu shook his head and said: "That's not the problem. It's that the current countries, including the whole of Europe, or the United States, have been advocating de-industrialization There are very few factories with serious pollution now." "Oh", he  Celestial Master Wen Da was a country bumpkin before, and coupled with the former empire on which the sun never sets, he is now only a second-rate country in the world.  Therefore, I have never paid much attention to Yingguo, and I don't think it has anything to do with him.  "In the past, I only heard that the de-industrialization of rice was very serious, and young people have gone to work in finance!" Wen Fei said: "This seems to be related to some mysterious problem such as the transfer of the global industrial chain" "Europe is more serious.  ," Luo Chengyu said, not caring about Wen Fei's nonsense: "Now there is unemployment in the country, and the immigration problem is very serious. Also, I travel to Africa all year round to see the situation, and I find that without factories, a country will have problems.  Many people are unemployed and poor. But with too many factories, the environment will be messed up. I really don¡¯t know whether my persistence is right or wrong Is the environment more important, or is it more important to solve poverty? "  Tianshi Wen didn't need to worry about the problem at all, and said: "For the poor, having enough food is naturally more important. Yes, isn't your job very satisfying?" Luo Chengyu rolled his eyes and said: "Protection  The environment is not my job. My job is to be a doctor!" She quickly changed the topic: "What were you talking about with Mr. Zhang?" "How is the Zhang family's shipping business now?  Fei is most concerned about the issue.  "You still don't know about this problem?" Luo Chengyu said with laughter: "Who doesn't know that global shipping is now shifting to your mainland There are only two shipyards in Mingzhu, and it seems that the Zhang family has shares in them. But these two  The shipyard is not even as big as any small shipyard in mainland China. In fact, the Zhang family¡¯s main business has already left shipping!¡± Wen Fei listened in silence for a long time.  Then I heard Luo Chengyu say: "However, they still have a few ocean-going fleets in their hands, and they even have a few shipyards abroad. However, I just heard that they have been losing money Nowadays, the competition among private shipyards is quite fierce, except for special  Ships. Ordinary civilian ships no longer have much profit. Therefore, ordinary bulk carriers are no longer built in developed countries." She looked at Wen Fei with a half-smile and said, "You are so concerned about the Zhang family's shipping business.  What are you planning on?" Wen Fei looked up to the sky and laughed: "What can I plan on? I'm so poor that I can't even afford a 10,000-ton ship" He said.  Even if he, Master Wen, could afford it, he wouldn't be able to maintain it, drive it or anything like that!     actually.  What Wen Fei wants most is to ask the Zhang family to help build a few steamships.  Just like what he and Zhang Chengjia said just now, it's the kind that burns boilers.  It¡¯s just that Wen Fei agreed when he saw Zhang Chengjia.  But he seemed to have a troubled expression.  In fact.  Wenfei plans that this kind of steamship will be very important for Wenfei's next development.  Wen Fei actually doesn¡¯t pursue the power level very much. Even if it has a speed of more than ten knots, it would be suitable for use in the Northern Song Dynasty.  He already felt it was enough!  The restriction on fuel is small, which is not only a good way to deal with the Jurchens, but also to keep up with the pace of global navigation?  Do you have?  There is also the matter of making gunpowder in the Northern Song Dynasty. Wen Fei actually has new ideas.  Actually.  These ideas are not those of Master Wen.  It was also something I talked about last time when I was chatting with people in the group.  In other words, when Master Wen last tried to develop gunpowder in the Northern Song Dynasty, it caused a catastrophe.  At that time, Wen Fei believed that due to the limitations of time and space, the invention of gunpowder could bring the world into the era of hot weapons.  Wen Fei thought this was a barrier, so there was a calamity to stop it.  But now think about it, if the barrier is broken.  Will it upgrade time and space?  In fact, Wen Fei has been thinking about this issue.  That is the difference between the world of time and space in the Northern Song Dynasty and the world of modern time and space.  Why is the intensity of luck in modern time and space so much stronger than it is now?  The essence of luck is the will of God, the human heart and the earth's energy.  As for the so-called will of God, God listens to the people, and God sees the people.  The modern population is dozens of times that of the Northern Song Dynasty. It is natural that the luck is better than that of the Northern Song Dynasty.  However, when Wen Fei thought about it carefully, he seemed to have a vague feeling that something was wrong.  I remember that at that time, Wen Fei helped the Zhang Cheng family go to Wall Street to kill their opponent. He was just an ordinary financier, but his luck was almost as strong as that of an ordinary feudal official in the Northern Song Dynasty.  This made Wen Fei seem to have a deeper understanding of luck.  Discovered that luck is not simply the will of God, the human heart,It's so simple.  No matter what, Master Wen now has a lot of time to squander.  In addition to appearing in the time and space of the Northern Song Dynasty from time to time, and occasionally holding Dharma meetings to soothe people's hearts.  At other times, Wen Fei did not need to do things like dividing the fields himself.  "Damn it, these days are getting harder and harder!" Chen San was lying lazily on the bluestone steps of a monk's temple, basking in the sun. There was a straw stick in his mouth, and he was shaking it.  Say the words above.  Chen San is a well-known scoundrel in Hangzhou City. In the words of this time, he is a libertine.  The place where he was lying used to be a very popular Buddhist temple called Nanshan Temple.  It was just that after encountering the fire of Fang La's rebellion not long ago, the monks fled to death.  Now the temple is actually empty, even the spiders have built webs in the corners of the pillars.  The fat rats that used to eat sesame oil were now so hungry that they were skin and bones, running around on the incense table in broad daylight.  The city of Hangzhou was originally a peaceful and prosperous place. This temple with an excellent location in the city should not have declined like this.  Originally, the gentry and village elders would soon pay for the newly invited monks to host the ceremony and offer incense.  But who made it possible for Shang¡¯s father to be a Taoist priest, and why there were other monks who hated Heavenly Master Wen Da?  What's more, the father-in-law who descended from the heavenly master star to earth is almost as powerful as the legendary Jiang Ziya.  Not only did Taoism flourish, but he even led his troops to defeat the demon thief Fang La.  Today¡¯s officials and gentry only want to please Master Wen Da, and they have all changed their beliefs to Sanqing long ago.  Who doesn¡¯t have the foresight to come and pay for the construction of this monk¡¯s temple?  That's really like picking up dung with a lantern.  So, this temple just declined.  This guy Chen San used to have a good relationship with the great monk in the temple, and he was considered a thug and accomplice maintained by the temple.  Help the temple maintain order, go to the countryside to collect rent, and deal with some unsightly matters that the monks cannot come forward in person.  Now that the temple has stopped offering incense, Chen San has also lost his job.  I had no choice but to bask in the sun at the foot of the wall.  He didn't dare to scold Celestial Master Wen Da. Even he, Chen San, had personally experienced the vastness of Celestial Master Wen Da.  At that time, the demon thief Fang La occupied the city, and Heavenly Master Wen Da led his soldiers and horses to seal the siege of Hangzhou.  They called for war outside the city, and the sound was like thunder.  The people in the entire city of Hangzhou could hear it clearly. Even Fang La, the demon thief, only shrank his head, not daring to compete with Master Wen.  Chen San's little body is so hundreds of pounds, where can he secretly scold the master Wen Datian?  I can only sigh that this life is too difficult.  His younger brothers also lay down together, but they didn't even have the strength to sigh with him.  They were all very angry, squinting in the sun.  If they hadn't moved occasionally, people would have misunderstood the corpse lying on the ground!  But at this moment, a bull-like voice ran over from a distance and shouted: "San'er, there's something good, there's something good!" "What's the good thing about becoming a mother?" Chen San turned over lazily.  , looking at Song Wu running all the way around the corner of the street.  Make sure this excited guy doesn't look like a liar.  He wondered, could it be that this guy Song Wu had caught the idea of ??some fat sheep?  That won't work, now this Heavenly Master Wen is sitting in the city of Hangzhou.  As the saying goes, the best place is at the feet of the emperor.  Now this Heavenly Master Wen Da is sitting in the city of Hangzhou.  How dare those local officials be careless?  The streets are full of Xiang soldiers and government officials. Even these prodigals have been warned several times by the government officials not to cause trouble recently.  "San'er, what a good thing!" Song Wu was as strong as an ox, trotting all the way over without even panting.  Chen San lowered his voice and said: "Song Wu, don't seek death at this time. Now is no different than other times. It was Master Wen who was personally in charge of Hangzhou City!" Song Wu said cheerfully: "That's it.  It's only good that Tianshi is in Hangzhou. It's almost August 15th!" Chen San suddenly realized when he mentioned this mistake.  August 15th is no big deal, but the Qiantang River tide is coming.  Speaking of which, these trendsetters have a great opportunity to show off their skills!  And speaking of being a trend-setter, how dare a good man go?  Aren't they just libertines and desperadoes? Thinking of this, Chen San also became excited.  Every year when the Qiantang River is tidal, it is a great opportunity for people like them to show off their skills.  They were originally hated by the gods and ghosts in Hangzhou City, but only at this time can they become heroes that are watched by hundreds of thousands of people in Hangzhou City.  Song Wu said excitedly: "The government has posted notices that this year the Celestial Master will go to the Qiantang River to watch the tide. The government is recruiting strong men to play with the tide to entertain the Celestial Master. Everyone who participates will be rewarded!" Hearing Song Wu's last few words  , those scoundrels who were lying on the ground with their bodies stretched out, couldn't lie down anymore.  Everyone gathered around, their faces shining with excitement.
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