A horse-drawn carriage, carrying a large amount of goods, was walking on the uneven road in the countryside.
Wang Fu sat behind the carriage, with baskets of vegetables beside him, immersed in pondering the turtle shells in his hands.
This was the relationship that the Queen Mother found for him, the supplier of vegetables to Yunyang Temple.
The uncle's surname was Hu. He drove and delivered goods himself. He was also smart and cheerful. He recognized Wang Fu as his "eldest nephew" as soon as they met.
At first, Wang Fu was about to refuse. He was determined to practice Buddhism and looked down upon ordinary Taoist temples.
According to the previous idea, after fulfilling Xiao Fu'er's filial piety, he would randomly find a remote mountain to retreat and practice.
The Queen Mother was so considerate that she found out that Yunyang Temple was well treated and that the Taoist priests there were rich and well-paid. She did not hesitate to use gold jewelry to open up connections and send Wang Fu in.
Poor parents in the world!
When Wang Fu learned the whole story, he was also a little moved. He secretly dug into his own pocket to make up for the gold jewelry that the Queen Mother had "tied", which was a small surprise.
He was still uneasy, and when he was about to make a prediction, the tortoise shell cracked in half, and he failed before he even started.
Yunyang Temple is not simple. There are experts sitting in charge, so it is not easy to peek.
"interesting!"
Thinking of this, he became interested in Yunyang Temple and decided to go in front of the whole family.
Looking for a bright day, Wang Fu said goodbye to his family, got into the carriage with Uncle Hu, and drove away from home.
"Can't look back!"
Wang Fu heard clearly that Wang Ermei was crying sadly. He knew that his family must be having a hard time, but he was determined not to look back.
A monk is a monk and has no home. There is a saying that goes, "If you are born without entering the family, you will die without entering the ancestral graves." This is the best portrayal of it.
Father Wang and Queen Mother also knew that this separation was probably an eternal farewell.
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"Wang Fu, your mother has emptied her entire family fortune for you!"
Uncle Hu was driving in front, and he did not forget to chat with him, "When you enter Yunyang Temple, you must do your job well, and don't be like those urban teenagers who talk glibly and only eat and do nothing."
Well, country people also look down on city people, thinking they are pampered.
We had agreed before coming here that the purpose of entering Yunyang Temple this time was to find a job for Wang Fu.
Uncle Hu supplies dishes to Yunyang Temple, knows the Taoist in charge of the dining hall, and slips a gold hairpin into it, so that Wang Fu can work in the dining hall.
All right!
Wang Fu originally thought he was joining Yunyang Temple as a disciple?
He was overthinking it. Yunyang Temple is the largest Taoist temple in the area. Those who want to practice there are either rich or noble. Even rich people are not just ordinary businessmen. They must be recommended by acquaintances in order to have connections.
After all, Taoist disciples are all trained as heirs. In the future, when they graduate, they will at best be middle- and high-level managers.
The relationship that Uncle Hu can open up is to enter the dining hall and arrange a position. If he works hard for decades and gets the favor from the superiors, he may be able to promote a small boss.
"I know, Uncle Hu, I will do a good job."
Wang Fu was open-minded. As long as he could enter Yunyang Temple, the rest could be done slowly.
He possesses the "Secret Code of the North" and "Returning to Tibet", and has the mysterious Life Fire Candle in his hand. He can climb up step by step by using any means.
"Um!"
Wang Fu suddenly hit his spirit, and a life-fire candle appeared in front of him, a foot or several inches long. This was his biggest trump card and confidence.
"What's wrong with shortening it an inch?"
Wang Fu made up his mind. It was too much trouble to get through the day. Why not use the existing resources?
The life fire suddenly became brighter, burned more intensely, and the candle tears rolled down, forming two brand new wax beads of doom.
More ideally, half an inch of length was consumed this time.
Wang Fu consumes his luck just to speed up the entry-level process. After all, he is always doing odd jobs in the logistics department. When can he meet the leader? If he cannot meet the leader, who will promote you?
Boom!
With a muffled sound, the wheel hit the stone on the roadside and cracked on the spot.
Uncle Hu called Wang Fu for help, and it took him a long time to nail the front of the wheel and continue on the road.
After such a delay, it was almost dark when the dishes were delivered to Yunyangguan.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Uncle Hu bowed repeatedly to the Taoist priest who was collecting the dishes, and stuffed money into his sleeves.
"Old man Hu, what happened? Remember, this will never happen again!"
After the Taoist in charge scolded Uncle Hu, he turned to Wang Fu and nodded slightly.
Wang Fu has an upright appearance. He practiced with the old ghost when he was in a Taoist temple, and his temperament has been well cultivated. After all, he was raised as a spare body by the other party, so his appearance will definitely be the same.
The Taoist in charge also didn't expect that the old man Hu who bought vegetables could recommend such a talent.
"Your name is Wang Fu?"
Wang Fu saluted respectfully and said, "I have met the Taoist priest."
When the Taoist in charge saw his etiquette, his eyes lit up, "Have you ever studied Taoism?"
"I studied with a wild Taoist for several years. Later my master died of illness and I returned to my hometown to find a living."
Wang Fu was neither humble nor arrogant, and told the story he had made up.
"Not bad!"
Taoist people in charge think that if they have a foundation in Taoism, they can use them as their own with a little training.
The full name of Yunyang Temple is Yunyang Taoist Temple. Only Taoists are the masters, and other idlers are servants who serve others.
Even servants will be appreciated and promoted if they can understand the basic common sense of Taoism.
"Wang Fu, remember, Yunyang Temple is a place with rules..."
While the Taoist in charge was scolding, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps, and the sound of a quarrel between the two people came from far away, towards their direction.
"Qin, please explain to me clearly the number of disciples allocated this time. Why is it that I, the Leihuo Palace, am the last one?"
"Dingzhang Hall, I can't help it. Sanqing Hall is short of people, so I just transferred most of them with one stroke."
"Short of people? If Sanqing Palace takes people, my Leihuo Palace will not be lacking?"
The person in charge, Ding Dian, was quite angry and was the one who was cursing people throughout the whole process. The person named Qin opposite looked like an angry little daughter-in-law and kept explaining to him.
"Any teacher in the Sanqing Palace can speak more effectively than me, the master of the palace. These top-notch talents are all included in their Sanqing Palace. What do I, the Leihuo Palace, gain?"
"Master Ding, please calm down and wait until next year. I will definitely give you more points next year."
"Ah, what about next year? Ask the remnants of the Ghost Department if they can wait until next year? In which ghost disaster has happened, I, the Thunder Fire Palace, have not been the first to rush to the front?"
Ding Zhangdian was still angry, "I don't care, you must give me an explanation for this matter."
The 'man surnamed Qin' was also helpless, "Master Ding, you are all big shots. I, a small Taoist, really can't afford to offend anyone."
"Let's do this, you can beat me to death with one slap to calm down."
With him risking his life like this, Ding Zhangdian had no choice but to do anything.
After a long time, Master Ding gasped and said, "That shouldn't be too bullying. I know it's useless to look for you. I'll go find the temple master and let him comment!"
Wang Fu looked at his nose and heart, pretending to be ignorant, but his heart was filled with joy.
Interestingly, Yunyang Taoist College also has internal disputes over the allocation of quotas for admissions. It seems that the branch of Ding Zhangdian is suffering from insufficient students!
Wang Fu, a new employee in the canteen, has already begun to worry about the enrollment of Yunyang Temple.