A mighty carriage galloped outside the city, and the carriage came to a halt at the Shrine. Lots of orphans got out of the wagons and ran around cheering. After that, groups of lonely old people got out of the carriage one after another.

Uncle Xue smiled happily and looked at the groups of buildings in front of him, which were beginning to take shape. The old man and the children are in twos and threes, here to see where to touch. The original barren land, in a burst of laughter, gradually gained some popularity.

Jia He led a group of people to stand respectfully behind Liu Sheng: "Sir, what should I do next."

"Everything went according to plan". Liu Sheng replied, Jia He understood the meaning. After a while, we will organize people and take the children to the school. A group of old people felt new when they saw this, and they all ran over to watch.

Jia Fu took Wang Kexin to visit and introduced the buildings inside as if offering treasures. Looking at the crowd in front of him, he gradually became orderly. After a while, the sound of reading aloud sounded, and I couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in my heart. Liu Sheng then lay down in the grass and fell asleep soundly to the sound of the children reading. It's really tiring to be busy during this time.

Jia Fu didn't know when, so he took Wang Kexin to stand next to Liu Sheng, looking at Zhengxiang who was lying down and sleeping. casually pulled a small piece of grass from the grass and gently shook it on the tip of Liu Sheng's nose.

"Sneeze ......". Liu Sheng sneezed heavily, his eyes foggy. looked at Jia Fu's face and smiled. Wang Kexin was on the side, also covering her mouth and smiling.

"Ahh......h Liu Sheng gradually reacted with a burst of annoyance, and Jia Fu laughed: "Brother Sheng, this is retribution, who let you bully me like this all the time."

"You...... You ......". Maybe I just woke up, and my thoughts are not so clear. Liu Sheng pointed at Jia Fu and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Wang Kexin smiled as he watched from the sidelines, and hurriedly interrupted the two: "The things here are unheard of before. I don't know if you can help me solve my doubts."

Liu Sheng glared at Jia Fu fiercely, and Jia Fu smiled: "You ask."

"There's one thing that I'm glad to hear of. It is well known that when a fire starts, there must be something combustible, whether it is a stick or a mustard. There are all kinds of forests before they can be burned. Why can the fire here be ignited out of thin air?" Wang Kexin remembered that the kitchen he had just seen was very puzzled.

Jia Fu thought for a while, in fact, he still didn't understand this matter in his heart: "Brother Sheng told me before that the gas produced in this biogas digester burned and caught fire."

"Gas? But the spirit of the spirit." Wang Kexin looked at Jia Fu even more puzzled, and then turned his head to look at Liu Sheng.

Liu Sheng shook his head under Wang Kexin's eager gaze: "This is not the other, I can't tell you clearly for a while, I won't talk about these topics in detail next time."

"Okay......". Wang Kexin looked at Liu Sheng, seemed unwilling to speak, and hurriedly agreed. It is not her own character to embarrass others for a problem. Even if it was that question, she wanted to know the answer.

The children's reading voices gradually became louder, and they looked at the old people not far away, and their faces bloomed with knowing smiles. Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu and Wang Kexin and sighed: "You say, if every lonely place in the world has a good hall. How good it would be to support the orphans and the elderly, to educate the children, and to relieve the poor."

Kexin is also looking forward to that day every day. If Brother Sheng can really realize it one day, Kexin will have no regrets in his life." Wang Kexin listened to Liu Sheng's emotion and hurriedly agreed.

Liu Sheng looked at Wang Kexin's appearance, and suddenly his heart moved: "Kexin, if we don't make an agreement, if the world is poor, there will be a good hall." Then you must grant me a wish."

"Don't say one, as long as Kexin can do it when the time comes. As long as there is a little less misery in this world, what does it matter if there are tens of thousands." Wang Kexin listened to Liu Sheng's words and made an agreement that they were not agreed upon.

Jia Fu looked ahead thoughtfully: "If you can really make the world, there is a good hall everywhere, there can be less suffering in this world."

Liu Sheng looked into the distance and didn't speak, but kept thinking about what Wang Kexin said in his heart, even if there were tens of thousands, what did it matter. At this time, the breeze blows in the face, bringing a burst of earthy fragrance.

"Miss, Miss, look at the sky at this time, we should go back. But it's really fun here, if only the old lady didn't manage it so strictly." At this time, the green pothos came from a distance, panting and looking at Wang Kexin.

Wang Kexin looked at the green pothos and smiled without answering her words, and turned to Jia Fu and Liu Sheng: "Now these orphans and lonely old people will ask you." The family is strictly managed, and it can be retired."

The three of them said goodbye for a while, and Wang Kexin took the green pothos to the carriage. The carriage galloped and faded into obscurity. Liu Sheng looked at the back, only feeling that eternity was out of reach, but unfortunately it was too late. Maybe the Buddhists say it well, if it's not yours, it's not yours, so why force it. Giving up sometimes fulfills both others and oneself.

"Brother Sheng, I suddenly found that we don't have enough money. The cost of so many people is really too big." Jia Fu watched the carriage gradually disappear, and thought about it for a while, but found that the money didn't seem to be much.

Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu's bitter gourd face, and laughed: "How much gold do we have in total."

"Five hundred gold, go on like this. We, a large crowd, can only go hungry." After Jia Fu finished speaking, he sighed.

Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu in surprise: "There are still five hundred gold, I can't see it, Jia Fu, you are really talented in managing accounts."

"Is five hundred gold a lot? There are more than 100 people in the house. In addition to the good hall, seven seven eighty-eight counted, at least seven or eight hundred people. These five hundred gold can be managed for a few days." Jia Fu sighed for a while, for the sake of money, his worried hair was about to turn white. Liu Sheng, the master, is not worried, but he is worried about himself.

Liu Sheng listened to Jia Fu's complaints, and thoughtfully: "It seems reasonable for you to say this, do you want to make money?" Angry with those big merchants in the West Market".

"I want to think about it, I think about it in my dreams." When Jia Fu heard that he could start doing business, his eyes lit up.

Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu's excited appearance and asked tentatively, "Do you still want to be a pedestrian street?"

"No, no, first of all, our principal is insufficient, and secondly, the resistance is too great. Business is about making money, not about righteousness." Jia Fu shook his head when he heard Liu Sheng ask him about the walking street.

"Don't do a pedestrian street, let me think about it". Liu Sheng deliberately thought: "Then do you want to gain fame and fortune, anger those people, and make them repent."

"I don't care about fame, but if I can make a profit at the same time. To gain fame, you naturally can't ask for it. Just ask if there is a person in the world who can refuse it, a good thing to gain fame and fortune." When Jia Fu heard that there was such a good thing, his interest was completely aroused by Liu Sheng.

Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu and smiled: "Do you remember the pieces of paper we distributed that day?"

"Piece of paper ......". Jia Fu thought for a while, and his thoughts flowed. That day he seemed to have said, "Those papers are the same size, the font size is the same."

"Yes, those are the two things." Liu Sheng said affirmatively.

Jia Fu scratched his head suspiciously, and looked at Liu Sheng puzzled: "Then how to make money, paper is very expensive and there is no profit." It is a great loss to ask a literate gentleman to write."

"What's the loss? Where do you think of it". Hearing Jia Fu's words, Liu Sheng became puzzled.

Jia Fu looked at Liu Sheng suspiciously and explained, "Didn't you mean that?" Looking for a literate gentleman to write slogans for other businesses and distribute them everywhere? It's not cost-effective, it's expensive."

"Who said to do this". Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu and was speechless for a while. In his heart, it is undeniable that Jia Fu is very talented in business.

Jia Fu looked at Liu Sheng, and then looked into the distance: "Then what else can be done?"

"Running a newspaper". Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu's confused expression and slowly spit out two words. The tone is resolute and extraordinarily powerful.