The old farmer uttered obscenities and scolded the city's masters, mixed with local dialects, such as "Fuck you mother" and "Ignore your mother".

The little nun Jade Sword Buddha looked confused. She had obviously never learned to curse and had rarely heard swear words.

This is also the problem Gu Wen feels that Dao Zong and the Heavenly Lords have. In fact, they have never been in contact with the common people and know nothing about mortal life.

Spiritual thoughts can reach far and wide, but they cannot reach the people.

Because every place has its own contradictions, which cannot be solved by a grand idea or a legal decree that serves the people and the public.

The reason why Gu Wen always believed that her master could not complete the world is because she had to bear too much.

Protect the human race, fight against Jianmu, fight against the sky, the earth, and even humans.

The master's life is like an eternal flame, venting his existence unscrupulously and never hiding his ideals and ambitions.

She just wants the world to be unified, and she wants everyone to be like a dragon, no matter how many times she repeats it.

But when manpower is limited, Li Yunshang can be a hero, but heroes cannot be the only ones to achieve success.

So what is the problem in Danqingzhou?

The power does not belong to the people, and the people do not have power. The elixir is as powerful as the sea, and desires are charming to the eyes.

The former can be put aside temporarily, and the power must still be retained in the hands of the monks. This can not only prevent the monks from rebelling, but also ensure the authority of the power.

The latter is the top priority, as Daozong lacks systematic supervision of the economy.

A public bank and other institutions are needed to collect and manage state finances. However, large groups such as Danmeng cannot be allowed to handle everything from the production of raw materials to the manufacture of finished products and even sales.

Pills are both commodities and necessities, equivalent to the oil of industrial civilization.

Cutting must be done, the existence of Danmeng is unreasonable, and it is also unreasonable for an entire state to be completely planted with elixirs.

Every place must ensure a certain amount of self-sufficiency.

Gu Wen listened quietly, and at the same time, the jade slip in his hand glowed with aura, and tiny characters were revealed one by one.

Finally he asked: "Old sir, what do you think of Daozong?"

The old farmer immediately gave a thumbs up and said: "Then it's Mr. Qingtian. As long as Dao Zong is here, we will have food to eat. Every time Dao Zong comes to the gods, people in the city start to deliver grain and oil door to door, and eat every meal."

Meat is no problem."

"It would be great if Daozong had people coming every day. Alas--I can't live my life like this. I have been busy all my life and saved up some coffin books."

When it comes to eating meat and eating dried food, are ordinary people now so demanding?

Jiang Fugui listened with some surprise.

Because in his mind, if the common people can live a stable life and starve to death, they will laugh. If they can eat meat from time to time, they will all praise the prosperous and peaceful times. He will praise the superiors but now they can't eat meat all the time.

Feeling dissatisfied?

Gu Wen doesn't think there is any problem with this. People's demands for a better life will always exist, and at least having enough food cannot satisfy them.

He continued to ask: "What does the old gentleman think is a prosperous age?"

"As a banker, I don't know much. I vaguely remember being told by my elders when I was a child."

The old farmer shook his head, grinning with yellow teeth and said: "A long time ago, the immortals ruled the world and the world was very good. Every household dried bacon, had fish to eat every year, and could even get private meals for free. I have been waiting for so many years, but I still can't

I wonder if I can still enjoy it before I die."

Gu Wen said: "Old man, if you live for more than ten years, you will be able to enjoy it."

"Then I guess it won't work. I'm already sixty-five this year. At my age, I might be buried in the ground tomorrow."

The old farmer shook his head and sighed, and said, "Taoist priest, would you like to follow me into the village and have a quick meal before leaving?"

"No, we have to go back to the city."

"That's a pity."

Gu Wen gave the old farmer a broken spiritual stone, which was equivalent to his annual income, then turned around and disappeared into the countryside in three steps.

Jade Sword Buddha and Jiang Fugui also followed closely behind.

This is not the first time that the old farmer has seen monks flying into the sky and escaping to the earth. With immortals and mortals living together, the world is already different from what it was eight hundred years ago.

After packing up the farm tools and walking towards home, another monk flew over his head.

On the floating cloud fairy boat.

The disciples of Dao Sect were patrolling with magic swords and their golden elixir cultivation skills could be seen everywhere. The Yuanying monk could only be regarded as the captain of the ten-man team.

Contemporary monks have long been accustomed to collective action. Eight hundred years ago it was an era of individual bravery, but now it is an era of regiments and formations.

A genius who is one in a thousand is no match for ten Tao soldiers with almost the same cultivation level.

The number of the former has always been very small, and a sect may not necessarily recruit a genius for decades. The number of the latter is stable every year, and it does not affect their ability to continue to stand out and become the genius.

This time the Dao Sect sent 800 people, and 800 golden elixirs were enough to crush the entire Danqing Prefecture.

In the upper room of the fairy boat, the children kept crying.

Three descendants of the Jiang family, two boys and one girl, the eldest brother, the second sister, and the third brother.

The youngest third brother, only nine years old, hugged his second sister and cried loudly, while the eldest brother and second sister looked at a loss. They were only twelve years old, but they were suddenly arrested and put into a cell, and were taken away by a stranger.

It's impossible to remain calm under all the changes.

The word calm is a luxury for children.

Akahiko sat on the chair with her ears covered, her eyes filled with coldness. She was so frightened that her eldest brother and second sister, who had not cried at first, began to have tears in their eyes.

Suddenly, the frost on her face disappeared, her eyes glowed brightly, and her whole person suddenly became energetic.

Outside the house, Gu Wen pushed the door open and saw the crying child and Akabane rushing over like a calf.

He stretched out his hand to hold Chi Yuzi's head and said, "You are like this, and you still say you want to help me and Yu Hua take care of the children."

"Auntie, how did I know that these little brats are so annoying? They just cry and refuse to listen. I can't hit them, they're too annoying!"

Chi Yuzi vomited her bitterness, Jiang Fugui had already walked over and hugged the three children to comfort them, while Jade Sword Buddha silently returned to the corner.

After the incense faded, the children stopped crying. Gu Wen called the Sanqing disciples and asked them to send them home first.

The room returned to silence. Gu Wen and Jiang Fugui sat across the table. The latter made tea and water and asked, "Sir, what are you going to do this time?"

"I'm just here to go through the motions, I'm not the one who really does the work."

Gu Wen shook his head, but Jiang Fugui didn't believe it: "According to your demeanor, I'm afraid you don't want to uproot the Dan Alliance. You should be able to see that it shouldn't exist."

"It's not that it shouldn't be done, it's just that it's no longer suitable for now. During wartime, it's right to coordinate all resources, but any policy has inertia."

"My words are different, they are truly insightful."

"You have been in business for hundreds of years, so you should know better than me."

"Although the younger one is said to have lived for eight hundred years, he actually spent most of his time meditating. This monk is different from ordinary people. Others become better and better as they become officials, but we get better and better as we become more important."

Jiang Fugui poured tea for Gu Wen, put aside his years of pampering, and turned back into the shrewd little shopkeeper with a sly look.

He also said frankly: "Sir, let me tell you the truth, this practice is addictive. Every increase in mana and every inch of progress in cultivation makes people obsessed. This is like money, we will be greedy for the sake of cultivation."

"I've also been greedy a lot."

Gu Wen asked, "You old boy, how can you not be greedy?"

Jiang Fugui didn't see any sign of blame and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, how do you plan to solve it?"

"I want to split the Danmeng League, establish a farmers' association in the medicinal fields, cancel the Danmeng League's unified acquisition, allow the major medicine houses to sell medicines on their own, and turn the Danmeng League into a pure regulatory agency."

"Wouldn't the price go up? What if the monks can't afford the elixir?"

"If there was no Dan Alliance before, would the monks not be able to afford it?"

Gu Wen stopped him in one sentence. Following this line of thinking, he had many more ideas that he had never dared to think about before.

Since elixirs can be traded freely, middlemen can also earn huge price differences. Jiang Fugui has been running the elixir alliance for so many years, and his contacts are not limited to internal ones. He also knows all the major forces that purchase elixirs from outside.

"But will Immortal Qing Cang agree to this? After all, she is the one who pushed it forward under huge pressure."

Jiang Fugui looked worried, and Chi Yuzi also said:

"The number of monks now is more than ten times what it was eight hundred years ago. If the price of elixirs rises, there will be uproar among cultivators all over the world. We are here to collect losses, not to make those alchemy sects more profitable."

"As far as I know, most monks take Lianqi Powder. There are so many of these, and a batch gets spoiled every year."

Gu Wen placed the jade slip on the table and allowed their spiritual thoughts to scan the message inside.

"I will only give my opinion on something after investigation. What elixirs need is marketization, not supply. If you don't have profits, people will make profits."

"What Daozong wants to take is the first step, turning productivity into high-quality goods, rather than taking the last step."

For Gu Wen, with such a rough management style of Daozong, instead of forcibly pursuing world unity, it would be better to engage in some capitalism.

Eat one bite at a time, even though Taoism has been gone for eight hundred years, but based on one generation, in fact, one generation has not passed yet.

Chi Yuzi glanced at the jade slip, remained silent for three seconds, looked at Gu Wen with a pair of big bright eyes, and said sincerely: "I don't understand, I don't understand, when to eat."

Gu Wen said helplessly: "I don't hope you can understand. With your brain, if you can cook me two dishes, I can wake up from my dream with a smile on my face."
To be continued...