mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 340

Others stretched out their hands in a way of saving face, held hands and closed their eyes, waiting for the priest's prayer.

But Zhao Chuanxin said first: "Brother Jesus, thank you for giving the priest dinner, so that I can spend money to eat a hot meal. Amen. Okay, let's eat."

The priest's head was buzzing.

Talking to Jesus about buddies?

William Hope, who held back all the way, couldn't hold back after all, and burst out laughing.

He felt that his new boss was too...

Along the way, he is refreshing his three views.

The priest was not very happy: "Sir, you can't do this, it's disrespecting the Lord..."

"It's almost done. Compared with you, I still respect him."

The priest rolled his eyes choked.

The woman bowed her head in shame.

Anyway, Zhao Chuanxin was very hungry, so he patted Ning An: "Eat quickly, I will eat it after you have eaten it and it is not poisonous."

Ning An, like a small subject, has no objections at all.

The priest said angrily, "How could I poison the food? How could I do such a thing in a holy church..."

He couldn't speak for himself.

In church, he did a lot of blasphemy.

He could only watch Ning An aggrievedly eat for a while before Zhao Chuanxin moved the knife and fork.

The staple food is bread, and the main course is unknown minced meat mixed with bread crumbs, onions and other vegetables, which are fried in a pan.

Soup is tomato soup.

No wonder it's done so fast, it's too crude.

Fortunately, Zhao Chuanxin ate the smell of beef, otherwise the meal would be a big loss.

Benjamin Goldberg said: "Master, the food here is not as delicious as that made by Auntie Hua in the manor."

He speaks Chinese.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Let's make do with it, what cooking skills can foreign devils have?"

Unexpectedly, the priest also said in blunt Chinese: "The foreign devils are not prepared, otherwise we can have Chinese food tonight."

Now it was Zhao Chuanxin's turn to feel a little embarrassed.

With a tiger face, he reprimanded Benjamin Goldberg: "Sinister, my teacher told you a long time ago, don't speak ill of others in front of others, you just don't listen."

Benjamin Goldberg wronged.

The priest's scalp tingled.

Who is this!
He said: "Sir, I have been to the Qing Dynasty. It was a poor place, dilapidated and backward in civilization. It was full of barbarians. I used to preach and was almost killed."

That must have been the time of Naoyi and Quan.

Zhao Chuanxin insinuated: "It is the same whether it is passed on or not, and there is nothing sacred about this religion."

The priest was a little mad.

He knew what Zhao Chuanxin was referring to.

Hold on to this point and not let it go?
He put down his knife and fork, and took a sip from his glass of water unhappily.

Then he said to Zhao Chuanxin angrily: "Sir, I think you should confess and repent of your crimes."

Although Zhao Chuanxin was hungry, the food did not arouse his interest, so he ate some casually to cope with the matter.

Hearing this, he got up: "Then what are you waiting for, I just went for a stroll."

In fact, the atmosphere is a little tense.

It was that awkward tension.

Many times, instead of facing this kind of tension, people might as well feel the tension of their swords.

Seeing the two leave the table, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

William Hope said to Ning An: "Is the boss always like this?"

Ning An nodded: "Yes, just get used to it."

"Pfft... I thought it would be a boring journey, but I didn't expect it to be full of twists and turns."

Zhao Chuanxin followed the priest to the confession room.

The priest got in, and Zhao Chuanxin sat down outside the confessional screen engraved with the Virgin Mary pattern.

"Okay, Father, you can start."

The priest asked, "Son, have you committed any crime?"

"Ah, I'm guilty." Zhao Chuanxin said solemnly: "I always feel full and solid, happy and wonderful, I am noble, polite, well-educated, and happy to help others..."

"Ahem..." The priest was confused and had to remind: "Son, please tell me about your sins."

"Oh, yes, I'm guilty." Zhao Chuanxin continued: "Because life is too beautiful and happy, I can hardly feel the passage of time."

For a long time, I didn't wait for the next article.

The priest asked in surprise, "That's it?"

"Ah, that's it."

"Hey boy, if you suffer from hemorrhoids every day like me, then you can feel the passage of time."

He really couldn't hold back, and ridiculed Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin turned his back on the guest: "No, you are guilty of thinking this way. Whether it is healthy and strong like me, or it is sick and old like you, it is a gift from the Lord. We should accept it and give it to us. Forgive me."

The priest blurted out: "Why?"

You can be healthy and strong, but I have to be sick?

Doesn't make sense, okay?
Zhao Chuanxin shrugged: "The Lord has already arranged this way, but you want to reject it. You are really not a son of man!"

"you……"

The confession room was not far from the dining room, and everyone felt something was wrong. Why did Zhao Chuanxin get angry when he confessed the priest?
Especially William Hope, who was now full of curiosity about his new boss, pricked up his ears and eavesdropped carefully.

I heard Zhao Chuanxin say loudly: "My child, we are all mortals, and suffering and illness are inevitable. Your current emotions will only make you more anxious and painful. I want to remind you to confess your sins frankly here. Accepting God's forgiveness is the way to truly free yourself."

No need to eavesdrop now, everyone heard it.

Everyone looked at each other.

Who is the priest?
The priest said angrily: "You? Don't I understand what you are saying? I am the priest!"

Zhao Chuanxin's voice came: "Son, I remind you that although my words may no longer be fresh, for each of us mortals, a little more tolerance and thinking may make us face the difficulties in life more calmly." Challenge. Now, please face your mistakes and flaws honestly, and ask the Lord to forgive you loudly."

boom!
The door of the confession room was violently pushed open.

The priest said angrily, "That's the end of the confession!"

Shit, all the jobs have been robbed!
Zhao Chuanxin stood up and stretched his waist: "Thank you, this confession really makes me happy physically and mentally. It is really useful and praise."

Priest: "..."

He angrily pulled the woman up and said, "Jennifer, let's go back to the bedroom and ignore them."

Zhao Chuanxin sat back at the table indifferently and drank a glass of milk.

The thief William Hope said with a smile: "Boss, you're making that old guy half dead."

Hehe, Zhao Chuanxin said in his heart that it doesn't matter if he slanders the Qing Dynasty, he slanders all Chinese people, and he doesn't have big-eared melon seeds to kill this respectable dog, he already has a good temper.

"Ahem, remember, we are here to graze Kurdex, so we need to convince people with reason, understand?"

"Haha, I understand, boss, we all understand."

The other three cowboy thieves smiled and nodded, like a group of canes.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that Marcus Nkrumah was eating endlessly, so he said: "You eat less, I have customized a bulletproof vest for you, what should you do if you can't wear it later?"

Marcus Nkrumah said with a bitter face: "But, my lord, I'm hungry and I'm not full."

"Fuck, then you'd better have another piece of bread."

That night, everyone put together the tables and chairs in the church and fell asleep for the night.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't sleep well. Those cowboys grind their teeth, fart and snore, their feet smelly, and when they turned over, the creaking sound of tables and chairs made him nervous.

When I got up early the next day, I saw that Ning An also had a pair of dark circles under his eyes, but this guy couldn't make a fart, so let's not talk about it.

Unexpectedly, the priest prepared breakfast for them again.

To be precise, it was prepared by that woman named Jennifer.

Bread, omelette, bacon, milk.

Seeing the old face of the priest, Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully, "Don't be so stingy, they are all out to hang out, and there is no overnight revenge."

The priest raised his eyelids and asked, "What are you doing here in Kurdex? Are you here to explore? The land of Kurdex has been ruined by you people."

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "It's not exploration, I'm going to raise cattle. This is our boss—William Hope. I'm his worker."

William Hope was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that this trip was conducted in his name.

Hastily nodded unnaturally: "Ahem, yes, I am the boss."

The priest looked back and forth between the two: "Are you his worker? I don't know, I thought you were his father!"

William Hope spat out a gulp of milk.

Zhao Chuanxin quickly took away his dinner plate to avoid disaster.

He said: "I am a man who pays attention to appearance, and the boss is a bit sloppy, which makes you laugh. Father, do you know where Kurdex is suitable for grazing?"

"In the northeast corner of Lake Putnam, there is a pasture. I suggest you try your luck there."

After the meal, before leaving, Zhao Chuanxin secretly gave the skinny woman some money as a reward for breakfast.

The woman was very shy, holding the money tightly with her head down.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "This is for you, don't let that old thing see it, go back and buy some meat for yourself, and start a small stove."

Perhaps because of Zhao Chuanxin's kindness and gentle tone,
The woman suddenly raised her head, looked around, and said nervously: "Sir, I want to remind you that in Putnam Lake, although there are grasslands, there are also groups of gray wolves infesting, killing a family in the first half of the year. It's dangerous. And Standard Oil, trying to pull a pipeline there."

After speaking, she turned her head and left in a hurry, as if she was afraid of getting into trouble.

Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes.

"interesting."

William Hope said: "Boss, the gray wolf is a problem. How about we change places? And Standard Oil has a lot of power in the United States, we'd better not provoke them."

"It's okay, let's go and have a look first."

……

white house,
Queen Wilhelmina of the Netherlands came here for a visit.

Edith Roosevelt received her.

He maintained etiquette on the surface, but when he turned around and was invisible to others, a trace of disdain flashed across his face.

Edith Roosevelt thought Wilhelmina was a stupid woman despite her high status as queen.

In fact, Wilhelmina is not stupid, just a little silly.

She still didn't know Edith Roosevelt's impression of her, so she asked stupidly: "Madam, I heard that New York is very prosperous, is it true?"

Wilhelmina is beautiful and stylish.Full of longing for bustling cities such as Paris, London and New York.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Edith Roosevelt said flatly. "However, compared to New York, which is full of luxury and full of high-rise buildings, I prefer the suburbs around New York. The scenery there is more charming, and I can ride horses. Whenever I am in a bad mood, I will travel there."

Seeing that her preference was directly denied, Wilhelmina was extremely embarrassed.

She is naive and kind.

Her father was 63 years old when she was born.

It is conceivable that he must be very used to this apple of the eye.

(End of this chapter)