Ma Xiaoquan did not immediately ask the congregants to start doing it. On the contrary, he announced that everyone should prepare for an hour and a half.
The congregants were very puzzled. One and a half hours of preparation time is too long, right? Why not just do push-ups? If you don’t put a water bowl on your back, a strong person can finish it in a while.
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Although everyone was confused, they still implemented Ma Xiaoquan's preparation policy.
One and a half hours was indeed a bit long. Some people couldn't bear to wait and simply squinted to recharge their batteries. Others, who didn't have much confidence in themselves, took the water bowl and tried it first to see for themselves.
Can you keep doing it?
The time of burning incense has passed in the blink of an eye. Most of the people who tried the experiment before failed, and the few who succeeded only believed that they could succeed in theory.
Thinking of the assessment that they were about to face with such a low pass rate, some clever believers began to have misunderstandings. Someone suggested putting a board on the back so that if the water bowl was placed flat on the board, it wouldn't work.
The chance of sprinkling water is much more reliable than placing it directly on the back.
This crooked idea was immediately approved by the vast majority of the church members. Seeing that it was still early, everyone began to look for a suitable board.
At this moment, an old farmer pushing a cart suddenly passed by. There happened to be some wooden boards on his cart.
Several discerning congregants came forward, stopped the old farmer and asked, "Hey old man, where did you get this wooden board?"
The old farmer was not angry because the other party was unfriendly to him. He chuckled and said, "I saw it at home and am going to sell it in the city."
A member of the congregation picked up a piece of wood and put it against the back of the companion next to him and made several gestures.
"Well, that's a good fit." Several congregants looked at each other and nodded.
"Old man, just sell this board to us for one penny, how about it?"
One yuan and one penny is a reasonable price.
Just when a few people were digging into their pockets to pay, the old farmer shook his head firmly, "No, I won't sell it! I've all booked it, and they paid a high price for it."
"Who made the reservation?"
The old farmer blinked and deliberately whispered: "I told you not to tell others. These are the wooden planks ordered by Lord Tianer Gengtian, the commander of the Jinyiwei. They said they were going to repair the family house, eh? I see how you are dressed.
, they are from the Vulcan Cult, right?”
"Ah, yes, uh, let's do this. You hand the board to us first. When we have time, we can help you transfer it to Mr. Tian. You also know that the current leader of our Vulcan Sect is Mr. Ma Xiaoquan, the deacon of Jinyiwei.
, the relationship between the leader and Mr. Tian is called an iron one."
"No, no, no, it can't be done. Mr. Tian is waiting for me in the house. I have paid Mr. Tian a lot for these wooden boards before. If it is missing, I will pay double the compensation."
"Hey, you old man, why are you so stubborn? We bought these boards of yours, you can just go back and make a new batch."
"Although this works, it took me several days to make these wooden boards. Besides, if I go back and make another batch, I will have to pay compensation for the delivery time to Mr. Tian..."
"Hey, why are you so stubborn, old man? OK, OK, just tell me, how much do these wooden boards cost in total?"
The old farmer pretended to be thoughtful and said to himself: "When I go back and make a new batch, I still have to find someone, and finding someone requires money...and...well, a total of...
...The total is one thousand taels."
"What? One thousand taels?" Several congregants were stunned.
The old farmer nodded seriously: "Yes, it's one thousand taels. Mr. Tian only paid five hundred taels for me as a deposit."
"Uh, so much money?"
"Well, so I'm telling you, don't think about these planks!" As he said that, the old farmer took the planks from a congregant, put them on the cart and left.
"Hold on, old man, how many pieces of wood do you have in total?"
The old farmer was stunned for a moment and said: "A total of two hundred and eight yuan."
"Okay, wait a minute, um, we bought these boards."
After that, these few congregants returned and quickly gathered the majority of congregants to start discussions.
After a while, two strong believers carrying two bags of money walked up to the old farmer and placed the two bags of money on the trolley with a clang.
"This is the money we collected. It's nine hundred and ninety taels in total. Old man, we bought this board."
"Eh? Didn't you agree to a thousand taels? Why..."
"Old man, do you want it? If not, we'll take it!"
The old farmer shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Okay, you are all like this. I don't know what so many of you are doing here, so I will sell it to you. Alas, I will have to find someone to drive it again when I get home."
I don’t know if I can make a batch in time."
After that, the old farmer picked up the two pockets of money on the trolley, then turned the trolley over, and the wooden boards of the entire cart were scattered on the ground. Then, the old farmer put the two pockets of money on the trolley, shook his head and left.
After going around several corners and walking for half an hour, the old farmer arrived at a deserted place and stopped. He parked the cart, suddenly opened his mouth, and chirped twice like a bird. After a while,
, three men suddenly appeared behind him.
The man I was thinking of was none other than Ma Xiaoquan.
The old farmer stepped forward with a respectful look and half-knelt in front of Ma Xiaofang.
"Subordinates, please pay homage to the leader!"
"Well!" Ma Xiaoquan's lips curled up, "How's it going? How much did you charge?"
"Reporting to the Master, there are more than 609 taels in total, but my subordinates didn't have time to count them, so I don't know the actual number..."
"Well, okay, you two, go collect the money and take it back first!" Ma Xiaoquan ordered the two men around him.
"yes!"
Ma Xiaoquan hummed and said to the old farmer: "Get up. You did very well. I didn't misjudge the person. You don't need to do the push-ups this time and you can pass directly."
The old farmer was overjoyed and quickly kowtowed to Ma Xiaoquan three times and bowed nine times: "Thank you, Master, thank you Master!"
"Okay, you can rest now, but remember to keep a low profile, because there is still a third assessment."
"Yes, I am resigning!"
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After the old farmer left, Ma Xiaoquan sneered and snorted. At this time, Chunqiao, who had been hiding in the dark, suddenly jumped out.
"Captain!" Chunqiao said respectfully.
"Well, Chunqiao, are all the mechanisms ready?"
"It's done!" Chunqiao hummed, "Captain, do you really not plan to keep him alive?"