The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

After noon, some people were hungry and tired, and some sneakers began to appear, as well as people who were minding their own business and working at their own pace.

Benjamin Goldberg did not stop them, but silently remembered their names, handed them to Guo Tuwa, and told him: In the evening, everyone else will be able to eat meat and drink soup, but these few people will not.

Wang changed his name and frowned: Wouldn't that breed dissatisfaction?

No, said Benjamin Goldberg, it's called encouraging the default.

Wang changed his name and wondered: What direction?

Benjamin Goldberg just smiled.

What are the default options?

The United States has been developing vaccines since the 1980s.

Back then, vaccinations cost money.

The common people may know that the small contribution they make at this time will surely receive unexpected rewards one day in the future.

However, most people feel that money should be spent on more important things at the moment.

As a result, vaccination will be delayed indefinitely.

In some areas, small favors are used to encourage vaccination.

When more people are vaccinated and only a few people are not vaccinated, a small number of people will feel uneasy.

When the vaccine became widespread for two generations, vaccination became the default option for local people, as if it were a matter of course.

Benjamin Goldberg said: “The poorer a person is, the less he thinks about changes and breakthroughs, and only thinks about continuing to struggle; the poorer a person is, the less he cares about health; the poorer a person is, the more he cares about face, and spends countless money on betrothal gifts and weddings. …

Poor people like to create an abyss of poverty for themselves that they can never climb out of. If someone points it out, poor people will say that they have tried their best to live, so how can they have the energy to think so much? You really can stand and talk without pain in your back.

When I was in Tibet, I met a family of herders. They said that they did not know how to do business and would never want to learn how to do business, even if the crisis was right in front of them. But after I led them to buy and sell furs, cattle and sheep, they tasted the benefits and became self-taught. Now they are inseparable from doing business.

I told them that the war in the future will last for a short period of time and will end, so they must stop this business by then, otherwise they will lose money.

But I found that they didn't listen.

That's why Benjamin Goldberg left the Rams.

Because if you continue, not only may you lose money, but the herdsmen who are grateful to the Ram family will turn their heads and attack with swords and guns. They allowed the cunning Han merchants to exploit them, but they would not allow exceptions to appear among the same kind.

When Wang changed his name, he frowned and was quite unconvinced. Because he is also considered a member of the poor.

No poor person would be happy to hear other people commenting on their own group.

So Wang changed his name and teased: Do you know how to understand poor people at such a young age?

Benjamin Goldberg bared his teeth: I understand rich people better. According to my master's words, I am the second generation of rich people. It's a pity that there are no rich people in the sky.

... Wang changed his name and wanted to curse. Shopkeeper Zhao is a rich man.

If you are not a rich person, how can you fly in the sky? Where can we feed so many people?

My master is not among the Five Elements.

Haha, speaking of which, as your master, Shopkeeper Zhao is not as smart as you, in my opinion.

Really? Benjamin Goldberg blinked: The Qing Dynasty building is about to collapse, but you haven't seen it yet. Why do you think my master feeds you no matter the cost?

These words made Wang Changming fall into silence.

For the first time, he felt that he was not just waiting to die, but could he still be of use?

But he still couldn't figure it out, and he didn't fully take Benjamin Goldberg's words to heart until three years later.

…

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin, Taoist Xuancheng, Bayar Bor and Qimuge Bor were at Mahanda's residence.

Mahanda was tortured severely by Yu Dutong. His skin was torn, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his face was extremely pale. Coupled with the hot weather and the lack of anti-inflammatory drugs in the area, some of the wounds had festered.

There was a strange smell in the room.

Zhao Chuanxin was wearing a cloak, the brim of his hat was held low, and he was also wearing sunglasses.

Mahanda did not recognize him.

Mei Shunan said with concern: Mr. Mahanda, these four are all highly qualified people. I will bring them here to show you.

Mahanda coughed twice and said nothing with a cold face.

Mei Shunan said to the four Zhao Chuanxins: Mr. Mahanda has nightmares every night. Can any of the experts see why?

Taoist Xuancheng stroked his long beard: Well, this matter is not simple.

As he said that, he took out a piece of ghost-drawing talisman, shook it gently, and the talisman spontaneously ignited!

Master and disciple Mei Shunan, Bayar Bo'e, and even Mahanda were stunned.

The steward behind Zhao Chuanxin widened his eyes: Ah, the talisman can actually be ignited?

But what's the use? Zhao Chuanxin asked.

Steward: ...

He was unconvinced and said: It shows that this Taoist priest is very profound.

Believe it or not, I let that talisman disappear?

The manager had thought before that Zhao Chuanxin was just here to eat and drink, so he curled his lips and said, I don't believe it.

At this time, Taoist Xuancheng chanted: The Five Thunder Evil Suppressing Talisman spontaneously ignites and has evil aura!

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth in a smile and shouted: This talisman must have been burned incorrectly. I think it will be destroyed soon.

Taoist Xuancheng turned his head to look at Zhao Chuanxin with disdain: It's all about being mysterious.

However, when he turned around again, he found that the flames on the Five Thunder Evil Suppression Talisman were quickly extinguished as if they had been sucked away.

Taoist Xuancheng: ...

He was not convinced and took out another Five Thunder Evil Suppressing Talisman.

The talisman paper spontaneously ignited again, but as soon as the flames started to appear, Zhao Chuanxin said: Destroy it.

call……

The flames went out.

Taoist Xuancheng: You...

Finding that everyone was looking at him strangely, Taoist Xuancheng took a deep breath. He couldn't panic, he couldn't panic.

He said in a deep voice: Everyone, tell Pindaoer and others their zodiac signs quickly.

Mei Shunan was the first to respond: My zodiac sign is monkey.

The steward also said quickly: Xiao Ma.

Xiao Long.

Taoist Xuancheng finally looked at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin adjusted his sunglasses: Xiao Luotuo.

Taoist Xuancheng: ...

Seeing the others holding back laughter, Taoist Xuancheng pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: You must be one of the ox, tiger and rabbit. With you here, the evil spirit in this place will become more powerful. You are actually helping the tyrants to do harm. Why don't you leave quickly?

In fact, he judged Zhao Chuanxin's age based on his face and guessed his zodiac sign.

Get rid of the bad guy first, then it will be much easier to fool others.

Oh? Zhao Chuanxin smiled half-heartedly: Why do you have to pay attention to the right time, place, and people when you conquer demons? I think these two shamans may not be as useless as you. Bayar, Why don't you give it a try?

Taoist Xuancheng angrily tossed his sleeves and robe: Then let me see what I can do?

Just as Bayar Bor'e was about to speak, his disciple Qimuge Bor'e spoke first: Master, let me find out.

Bayar nodded.

Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.

His wooden forehead began to strike the copper plate on his belt and ring the silver bell.

Bayar's forehead recited prayers.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't understand.

This kind of more ceremonial operation with BGM is very cool.

I saw the steward's face full of awe and said happily: I can understand some Mongolian. This master is saying, the dragon god takes me to the sky, the tiger god takes me into the forest, the snake god takes me down to the river, and the nine officials take me Go to the lake, and the Frog God will take me into the pond...

Zhao Chuanxin pursed his lips: I'm so envious that there are so many cross-species stewards...

Steward: ...

Who are you scolding?

Then Qimugebo took out a jar, poured the brown viscous liquid inside into the bowl, and said to the confused Mahanda: Drink it, and you will be fine.

Mahanda looked at Mei Shunan, who nodded.

When he was hesitating, he heard Zhao Chuanxin say: Oh, look at this bowl of medicine. It is black with red in it. The color is exactly the same as the manure pit next to my toilet, and the taste is surprisingly similar. So I dare to say, It must be delicious.

Mahanda retched.

Then he waved his hand: If you don't want to drink, don't drink.

Qi Muge turned his head and stared at Zhao Chuanxin fiercely.

If you are not a son of man, you will ruin my life!

Zhao Chuanxin raised his head slightly and adjusted his sunglasses - What are you looking at when you are so paralyzed, do you think you are awesome just because you know how to hum? I also have a rap prodigy.