The hot air balloon landed.
Father Soljie walked out with unsteady steps and staggered back to Fang Zhengyi.
His expression was still somewhat absent-minded.
Fang Zheng smiled and asked, "How is it, Father? Did you see heaven?"
Father Soljie's throat was dry. He struggled internally for a while and finally shook his head.
"Have you seen hell?"
"Master Fang, it's getting late. When can we go to take a look at the residence?" The priest cleverly changed the subject.
"Then have you seen hell?" Fang Zhengyi quickly added.
What's wrong with this heresy? You keep asking questions, right? How presumptuous!
Father Solger looked up with a sullen face and said in a muffled voice, "I haven't seen him either."
Fang Zhengyi didn't take it seriously and asked with a smile: "So how does it feel to fly into the sky?"
The priest turned around, took a look at the hot air balloon, sighed, and said with great admiration: "It's really amazing. I didn't expect that people could use this kind of thing to fly into the sky."
"Do you know why I, Da Jing, can invent and discover so many novel things, but they were not born in the West, the headquarters of the church?" Fang Zheng coaxed.
"Why?" The priest's curiosity began to be aroused.
Fang Zhengyi said in a clear voice: "The foundation of our Dajing's prosperity does not lie in sharp swords and precious armor, but because we have made sure that people can use their talents to the fullest, land can be used to the fullest, things can be used to the fullest, and goods can flow smoothly."
"On the other hand, the West under the church is too conservative and self-contained. It never dares to refute or question the things handed down by the ancients. Therefore, it is extremely opaque and not upright. It is like a black cloth that blocks the sky. It is difficult for you to breathe a little fresh air and enjoy the bright sunshine."
"You..." Father Solje's forehead veins were exposed, and he was about to denounce the heretic.
Fang Zhengyi put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Calm down. I'm just too honest and I can't help but speak my mind. The church is yours. I don't care whether it's good or bad."
"But I care a lot about our friendship. There is no perfect thing in the world. Although the church represents God, it is after all exercising power on behalf of God. As long as we are human, we will make mistakes. All progress is to learn from each other's strengths and make up for each other's weaknesses. So, Father, you can stay here and try to absorb the excellent culture of our Dajing."
"When you have learned enough, go back to Feka and give some suggestions for improvement to the church. The Pope might be so pleased that he would make you an archbishop or something. Don't you think so?"
Father Soljie lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said in a disappointed tone, "Yes, thank you, Master Fang..."
"You should be happy, because good days are still to come!" Fang Zheng said, "What you saw in Taoyuan County today is just the tip of the iceberg of Dajing. In the future, many things that will change the world will be born here. In your lifetime, you will definitely see the earth-shaking changes in Dajing!"
"Really? What we see is just the tip of the iceberg?" the priest said in disbelief.
"Of course, so I suggest you work hard and overtime to integrate into Dajing as soon as possible, otherwise you will be left far behind and can't keep up with the times." Fang Zhengyi said meaningfully, "Father, time is going to speed up."
Father Soljie nodded with a heavy heart: "Thank you for your advice, Master Fang. We will integrate into the study as soon as possible."
Fang Zhengyi smiled with satisfaction, and then stretched out his hand to Lufa behind him: "Bring the things here."
Lufa stepped forward and handed over a thick stack of documents.
Fang Zhengyi casually pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to the priest: "Father, we will arrange a job for you starting tomorrow. This is the employment contract of Taoyuan County. In Taoyuan County, everything must be based on credit and contracts. You all sign it, and then I will take you back to your residence to rest."
The priest took the contract and looked at it carefully, but he didn't recognize most of the words, so he asked haltingly, "What does sanitation mean?"
"City beauticians, some of you are responsible for maintaining the appearance of Taoyuan County. Don't underestimate this job. It requires you to master math and physics. For example, when cleaning, every pile of debris you sweep out must be measured by its weight. If you don't do a good job, you will be deducted money!"
"This is a special approval for you. If ordinary people want this job, they must have a college degree or above, be in good health, have regular facial features, no tattoos, be fluent in communication, have good moral character, be down-to-earth and hardworking, and have no disciplinary or other bad records."
Although he didn't know what a junior college was, Father Solger was still in awe!
The city beauticians are indeed high-end, no wonder Taoyuan County is so beautiful and so developed!
"So what does it mean to do it for seven hours every day? Seven hours?"
"No, no, no, fourteen hours."
"What!?" Father Solje's face turned green.
Fang Zhengyi hurriedly explained, "It must be fourteen hours in total, and sometimes fifteen hours. The reason why we arranged so many hours is because we consider that you need to quickly save money to build the church. For the sake of the Holy Father, can't you bear this little bit of hardship?"
Father Solger looked embarrassed and lowered his head and asked again: "Then when do we rest? It doesn't seem to be written here."
"Take a break after get off work. You can take a break every day." Fang Zheng's expression was as pure as a little lamb.
Is this human language?
The priest's heart trembled, and he glanced at Fang Zhengyi. He seemed to see two red horns growing on this guy's head...
"I feel like we will get exhausted like this. In Feka, only serfs work such long hours!" Father Solger shouted.
Isn't this ridiculous? I'm going to die here after working for two months!
I could save money to build a church, but I don’t have time to spend the money!
Fang Zheng shook his head and said with regret: "It seems that your faith in preaching is not very firm. Alas, I found such a job for you in vain. If that's the case, how about you do it first?"
"If you really can't stand it and feel tired, I can change your job to a 996 job so you can rest."
"What is nine-nine-six?"
"Every seven days you have one day..."
After Fang Zheng finished speaking, Father Solger compared the two and felt relieved.
That's right, working six days a week and resting one day is much more humane, and you can also take time to pray. It is much better than the previous plan!
"Then what about the salary... isn't two taels a bit too little for us working for such a long time? When I came here, I saw that the dishes in the restaurant were not cheap." The priest muttered.
Fang Zheng said, "Two taels may seem a little too little, but there are other benefits as well? High temperature allowance, food allowance, housing allowance, birthday cards, etc. The treatment is absolutely generous! Do you have any other questions?"
"Hmm... Let me take a look."
After reading the whole thing, Father Solger breathed a sigh of relief and said with a hint of gratitude, "I have no problem. Let them all sign the contract right away."
The salary is so generous, the holidays are so free, and the work is so high-end, what is there to complain about? Let's just do it!
Hearing this, Fang Zheng smiled and said with relief: "Congratulations, Father. Welcome to join Taoyuan County and create true happiness with us..."
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