The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

"You really overestimate me. I can't decide whether to speak or not. The only thing I can guarantee is to keep silent before being pressured by external forces."

Jiang qianxia showed a mysterious smile of "everyone knows" and bent his fingers to knock on the table.

"There are still seven days before your majesty officially receives you at the great court meeting. These seven days should be the best time for you to show your miracles."

"Of course, Daqian is an empire that pays attention to etiquette and law, so according to the rules, you should report to the etiquette department first, sincerely tell your intention to publicize the teachings, and fully explain the teachings of tianshenjiao."

Looking at the Bishop's incomprehensible appearance, Jiang qianxia said reluctantly, "please, you are now a foreign sect. Do you think Daqian is the same as those small western countries? If you don't get official recognition, you are a cult. Do you understand? If you catch it, you want to behead!"

The bishop beat a cold cicada and quickly got up to thank Jiang qianxia for his reminder. He generously asked the priest to present a gift - an exquisite jewelry box, which is very consistent with the western aesthetics. It is made of pure gold, carved with silver and precious stones.

The pattern on the box depicts the creation scene of God. If you can show this big scene incisively and vividly on such a small box, the carver must be a master figure.

Amazingly, Jiang qianxia opened the box with great expectation and almost let the ghost slave beat them again.

"Lying trough! Look at the color. These twelve pink diamonds are cut from the same diamond? What did you do to the original stone! Violent things will be struck by heaven and thunder!"

Each diamond has at least 300 carats, which is not much different from the original stone of the later African star!

The larger, purer and more beautiful the color, the more expensive the diamonds are, okay? A large diamond that can help her flush a large section of the transaction volume of the store is cut into such a rough way, and the polished surface is barely able to fully reveal the beauty of the diamond. It's not a natural thing!

And this is not a colorless diamond, this is a pink diamond!

Such a big pink diamond is what a girl's heart! If the queen is embedded in the Phoenix crown!!!

Eh, no, the queen doesn't seem to use pink

Suddenly aware of pink's awkward status as a "Concubine" in Daqian, Jiang qianxia suddenly felt less distressed. Anyway, it was full of transaction volume. The large block was not fast, and it didn't seem to make much difference. Anyway, if it was released at one time, it would cause market turmoil

With a faint heart, Jiang qianxia closed the box. Jiang qianxia raised his hand to stop the bishop to explain. Like a neurotic who just got sick and recovered automatically, he said kindly, "well, it's all right. It's getting late. Stay for a simple meal in the evening."

Inviting guests to dinner is very popular in both the East and the west, so although it was a little difficult to accept her surprise at first, the bishop was honored to agree.

Then he ate the best meal he had lived for so many decades.

Not to mention all kinds of frying and frying. Even the lamb chops and steaks most often eaten in the West are not comparable to those of palace chefs!

The unspeakable taste, the right heat and sauce made him want to lick the plate!

The bishop looked at the rest of the juice on the plate with pity, looked at his companions eating with envy, and made up his mind.

We must take root in this great country! Let the hard loaf die, he only wants dry food!

With this great goal, after dinner, the bishop left with the heroic priests and servants. They don't have much time. They must show the miracles of the gods to the people of Daqian as soon as possible!

The powerful money offensive opened the way. It took the bishop only half a day to get the missionary permission from the poor ritual department and officially started the work of the divine stick.

"It's the third day today. Apart from the holy light and milk fragrance of yesterday, is there anything new coming out?"

In addition to a trip to the palace, Jiang qianxia drove Guli back to Gufu. After returning to Beijing for three days, he obediently stayed at the gate of Jiangfu and became a lady of the family.

Every day, the three old men's lunch boxes are taken away by Lin Yuanxiao wine and the Yu brothers. It seems that old man Liu Gong has a good relationship with song Fuwen who was left in Kyoto. He sends the old man's lunch boxes.

The rest was gone. Even Guli had to hurry over at the meal point and was abandoned after eating.

The Heavenly God sect is making a lot of noise. She doesn't have time to deal with other trivial things. She'll skip the morning meeting, okay!

"Lord, the priests of the Heavenly God sect are distributing holy water today. Purifying the body with holy water can heal wounds, drink it, and relieve abdominal pain and sore throat."

Looking at the information sent by the ghost slave, he continued: "there are only many people who go to drink holy water, but there don't seem to be many people who really join the church."

"Oh, normal, just start."

Beating his legs, Jiang qianxia waded on the imperial concubine's chair and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

"The reason why people need religion is that with religion, it is easier for strangers to unite and struggle together. This set is very useful in the west, but it is a little acclimatized in our big dry."

Han people are a magical ethnic group. Most of the things that need gods to get people together can be done by clans.

We attach importance to kinship. Because of kinship, those who can't fight can help each other and help each other live.

The existence of churches and temples is absolutely not as important as their ancestral temples. That's the place where they should put their spiritual cards in after death to protect future generations.

As for appealing to the gods for various wishes

The God of Daqian has a complete system and a clear division of labor. Even the kitchen god and the land lord, who have the same inner length, are conscientious to protect one side of the people.

When there is no big deal, ask for the blessing of your ancestors. When there is a specific thing, ask for the God of wealth, send your children to Guanyin, ask for Wenqu stars or worship saints.

For Daqian people, if they worship the right God, they can do special things. There is only one God's god religion. Daqian people have deep doubts about whether this Almighty God can be busy.

This is why Taoism and Buddhism laugh at the jumping up and down of tianshenjiao, but they are very generous and stand idly by like a joke.

"Lord, since the Heavenly God sect is not suitable for Daqian, why should we help them?"

Boundless doesn't understand. If the master didn't let him go to the etiquette department to say hello, he would rely on that little gold and silver. The etiquette Department wouldn't simply issue approval documents.

Glancing at him, Jiang qianxia rarely looked at the boundless with the eyes of illiterate, making him uncomfortable.

"Who says they can't develop? Don't you think they've turned those bluffing tricks into a potion today?"

The evil in the corners of his mouth aroused, and Jiang qianxia murmured in a low voice, "once their minds turn around and know how to buy the hearts of the people, the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism should be anxious."

"I'd like to see how old Baiyun Taoism, the leader of Taoism in Kyoto, should deal with the invasion of Tianshen cult!"