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Chapter 97 The Black Land is going to be listed

When he got home, Zhang Lang told his wife Tang Feifei what he encountered today.

“Now some people are really using any means for their own benefit!

There are also some people who don’t believe in doctors when they are sick and just think about asking God and worshiping Buddha!

Do you really think that gods are omnipotent?" Tang Feifei felt more deeply in the hospital all day long.

It’s just that the two gods discuss feudal superstition together, and this scene is a bit awkward no matter how you look at it.

The couple talked for a while, and Zhang Lang expressed his plans, "I plan to give all the land temples in various places a temple!"

"Why did you suddenly think about giving temple blessings to the Land Temple? Since ancient times, not many people have temple blessings in the Land Temple!"

"This is not after Huang Xiangu's incident, I sorted out the land temples we built.

It was discovered that the incense of Xiangjiang Tiaojingling Temple is the most popular, and the faith of believers is also the fastest!

I studied it and found that in addition to the large construction of the Xiangjiang Tiaojingling Temple, there is another very important reason, that is, the Tiaojingling Temple has temple blessings.

So I plan to take a two-pronged approach, on the one hand, choose beautiful locations in various places and build large land temples.

On the other hand, it is to give all land temples a temple blessing!" Zhang Lang explained his thoughts carefully.

When cultivating immortals, we should pay attention to Dharma partners and earthly wealth. They are gods, and their practice depends on incense, faith, and merit.

With temple blessings, it can be said that one can kill multiple goals in one go, which can guide the faith of believers, increase the incense and the power of faith, and also obtain the light of merit of educating sentient beings.

"I have no objection. You can do these things yourself. It's just that this temple is best to understand some Taoist traditional culture.

It’s hard to find such people.”

"It's okay, we cultivate ourselves. Tibetan Buddhism has its own Buddhist culture school. We can also build a Taoist culture school!

Those who pass the graduation exam will be arranged to go to various places to be temples. The treatment will be adjusted in accordance with the welfare benefits of state cadres and the local economic situation."

"Okay, do it! You're idle anyway!" Tang Feifei teased with a smile.

"Why am I idle? I will go to Xiangjiang in a few days, and this time I have to cut off a piece of meat from the Japanese devils and come back!

After cutting the meat, the Forde Plaza in China is about to start building!" Zhang Lang said, and his hands began to be dishonest.

"Don't move around, I have to call my son back! Let's talk about it when my son goes to bed!" Tang Feifei blushed and knocked Zhang Lang's funny hand off.

"I'll go! This kid is crazy!" Zhang Lang searched his son's place with his spiritual sense.

Then he got up and went to find his son who was playing games with a group of naughty children.

My son is really a natural leader, and he is playing Journey to the West outside the village with a group of naughty children who are several years older than him.

The son is Sun Wukong, and the others play the role of Monkey Monkey, and they are playing the scene of Sun Wukong returning from learning the art.

The son was wearing a tiger-skin dress made by his grandmother and sat on a stone stool, with the other naughty children standing on both sides.

Each naughty child has some fruits and drinks in front of him, which is a scene of performing a group of monkeys in a big banquet.

The drink was taken by Xiao Qilin from his home, and the fruit was some wild fruits they picked from the mountains.

"Okay, it's getting late! Come home quickly!" Zhang Lang appeared and interrupted their role-playing game.

"Grandpa Wolf, let's play again!"

"Grandpa Wolf, we haven't finished the show yet!"

"Grandmaster Wolf, tomorrow is Sunday. If you don't have class, let's have a chance to play!"

The naughty children pulled Zhang Lang's clothes and begged.

"No, it's almost ten o'clock! Go home and sleep quickly! Otherwise, you won't let you go out of the village to play in the future!" Zhang Lang threatened with a straight face.

In the past, the naughty children in the village could do no matter how crazy they were in the village, but they were not allowed to leave the village.

After all, it is in the mountains, with more wild animals, and dangers are prone to occur when leaving the village.

Therefore, it is not allowed to leave the village. It is a rule passed down from ancient times in the mountains.

"well!"

"oh!"

The naughty children were disappointed to pack up the fruits and drinks in front of them and left home.

When Zhang Lang got home, he put his son to bed, and the couple began to have a shameless dual cultivation nightlife.

The next morning, Zhang Lang came to the village committee courtyard with a refreshing spirit.

"Director, the town construction team is here! There are more than 300 people working today!" Wang Weimin came over to report on the work early in the morning.

"Well! You have to remind them that you can't rely solely on manpower, some necessary mechanical tools, what should you do!

As long as they work hard, there is no need to worry about no project in the future!

In the future, there will be more and more projects. If you want to take over the projects in our village, the machinery and equipment must keep up with us." Zhang Lang nodded with satisfaction and explained.

"Well, I'll go back and convey your meaning to Su Guofu!" Wang Weimin agreed happily.

Although Zhang Lang did not praise him, he just smiled and nodded, Wang Weimin felt satisfied with eating honey.

Seeing Wang Weimin away, Zhao Dequan, the director of the winery, brought the factory leadership team to Zhang Lang's office.

"Director, look, this is the packaging we designed according to what you said."

"No! It's so petty!" Zhang Lang glanced at it and decisively rejected the packaging plan taken out by the winery.

The earliest wine produced by Xilong Villa Winery has been stored for five years and can be launched on the market.

Zhang Lang was about to take out a small batch of wine and go on the market in Xiangjiang.

"That……"

"Speak the same thing, let's talk about this wine bottle first, and replace it with porcelain bottles! Send someone to Jingdezhen to customize the porcelain bottles dedicated to our wine shop!" Zhang Lang said as he took a piece of white paper and drew it on it.

"Since our wine is named Black Soil, then the porcelain bottle is made of black gold glaze, and the above is made of gold hot and hot with the three words "Black Soil!"

"Yeah!"

"Don't be afraid of spending money! The money we spend on packaging can be made back a hundred times."

"Yeah!"

"For this outer packaging, go find my father and ask them to produce wooden packaging boxes in this way!

Just use a density board, it is also black, with gold characters embedded on it." Zhang Lang quickly drew the pattern of the outer packaging box.

"Yeah!"

Zhao Dequan left with the pattern.

Zhang Lang smiled and looked at his watch. It would probably take him very long before his father would come to him.

Sure enough, in less than an hour, Zhang Lang's father came angrily.

"Wolf cub, aren't you messing around? How can you use density boards to make lacquerware for this lacquerware you designed?

Aren't you smashing our Zhang family's signature?"

"Dad, don't worry! What I asked you to produce is not a gilt lacquerware in the traditional sense, but just a packaging box according to the process of gilt lacquerware."

"That's not OK! You can't ruin the crafts passed down by our Zhang family!"

"Dad, this is just a packaging box! How can it be said to be a waste of craftsmanship?

You can arrange a few children who know the gilding skills and just gild them on the packaging box!
Chapter completed!
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