I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

Although Lu Tianshi has been single for decades, he really understands the sweet talk of young people when they are in love.

The theoretical knowledge is so rich that He Heng is ashamed.

Qi Shu originally felt that there was nothing embarrassing in the matter of "bringing a boyfriend to see the master" - he and the master have been friends for almost 20 years, no matter who they fall in love with, bring someone back to meet each other It's all quite normal, but after being taught the art of speaking to my boyfriend casually by the master, the whole person began to have the same hand and foot again.

Obviously, He Heng and Lu Tianshi had a lot in common. The two of them had a back and forth discussion about how to talk about love all the way, and then turned around and got a boyfriend with the same hands and feet that was full of steam.

Although, why no matter whose house I go to, the one who is embarrassed is my boyfriend.

From a procedural point of view, it seems a little unreasonable.

Qi Shu made the excuse that he was going to buy vegetables. He wanted to hide for a while to calm down, but He Heng chased after him, observed for a few seconds, and turned around decisively to buy a bottle of ice water.

"Bing Yibing."

He Heng was very serious, "My boyfriend is going to be cooked."

Qi Shu: "..."

Qi Shu glanced at him, but still needed to take it and put it on his face, and said firmly: "It won't happen."

He Heng was very curious: "Okay, my boyfriend doesn't think so. But why would my boyfriend be embarrassed to go to my boyfriend's house, and my boyfriend would still be embarrassed to go to my boyfriend's house?"

Because your boyfriend's boyfriend doesn't know about embarrassment.

Qi Shu was too lazy to play tongue twisters with him, so he took advantage of the fact that there were not many people at the stall at noon and bought some dishes for the evening: "Do you want to eat shredded green peppers and potatoes?"

He Heng nodded: "Eat."

Qi Shu picked some potatoes and asked, "What about boiled fish fillets?"

He Heng did not refuse anyone who came: "Eat them all."

It's easy to feed.

Qi Shu suppressed a smile: "What about fried pork with celery?"

He Heng did not lose his mind: "I don't want to eat this, but if Master likes it, I can help wash the celery."

It's simply shockingly sensible.

Master didn't like celery that much either, so Qi Shu didn't deliberately make things difficult for him, so he picked two handfuls of Flammulina velutipes for salad, and took him back, pointing out to him as he walked, "Did you see that green sign? I have always lived there with my master. It is an old community building with commercial tenants on the first floor and people living on the second floor, and now the first floor has been renovated by my master as a second-hand housing agency."

He Heng was stunned: "Why, is it really an intermediary?"

He Heng asked his master if he lived in the mountains before, and Tuantuan said he lived in a second-hand housing agency. At that time, He Heng only thought that Tuantuan was joking and didn't take it seriously.

...After all, which celestial master will open an intermediary.

"No, why can't the Celestial Master open an intermediary?"

Qi Shu felt that his thinking was a bit rigid, "Master and I have been working here as an intermediary for more than ten years, and no one said no - otherwise, do we have to open Taoist temples directly in the urban area?"

He Heng sincerely suggested: "But you can open a Taoist temple in the mountains."

My boyfriend's thinking is really rigid.

"To open a second-hand housing agency, you need to pay some industrial and commercial taxes. It costs a lot of money to open a Taoist temple in the mountains."

Qi Shu sighed, and settled the accounts for him, "Now the better mountains are all scenic spots, and self-built houses are not allowed. Even if you can find a place to build a Taoist temple, you have to pay for passing on the certificate every year, and you have to pay [-]% to go to the Tianshi Mansion to register your name." Taxes, business licenses have to be paid, and incomes have to pay industrial and commercial taxes. Moreover, the water and electricity bills on the mountain are also expensive, and it is not cheap to transport the vegetables and meat you eat every day-you don’t really think that you can farm the land by yourself these days. Can you really grow vegetables to support yourself?"

He Heng didn't quite understand: "What is the pass certificate... Tianshi Mansion still charges your taxes? Shouldn't you be paid wages? Aren't you Tianshi?"

It all came from hearsay, and they paid wages.

When will the celestial master still have a basic salary?

How come I don't know such a good thing.

"The transmission certificate is similar to the Taoist certificate, and you will not be arrested if you work with the certificate."

Qi Shu said that he was a little guilty, "The rule is that after reaching the age of [-], I have to submit an application in writing, and the master issues a letter agreeing to pass the teaching, and then I can get the certificate after being recommended by the temple or the local Taoist association - this is a government department. As for the registered ones, I can’t register until I’m eighteen. Although I’ve already received a seal, strictly speaking, at this stage, I’m actually working without a license.”

He Heng was dumbfounded: "...are you so formal?"

"Of course, it's a hell of a hassle."

Qi Shu told him in detail about the difficult situation of being a celestial master, "Although the Taoist Association has stipulated that there is no fee, in fact, most of them now cost money, basically two or three thousand. In the Dejia Association, members have to pay money every year. If you really become a celestial master, you will be assessed every year. If you fail the exam, you will be downgraded or spend money--the assessment is not difficult but time-consuming. Several days. The accommodation fee over there is also very expensive, and it can be doubled seven or eight times during the peak season."

This doesn't sound very much like practicing Taoism, but rather like doing business.

"It's just doing business."

Qi Shu was tired of these things, "It shouldn't be like this. It's just that there are always people using the pass and Taoist certificate to make money, and the atmosphere has changed in recent years."

Only then did He Heng realize that his boyfriend had such a difficult life.

"Then can you make money by opening this agency?"

He Heng was worried, "I still have to pay rent every month, will I be able to make ends meet?"

Wouldn't it be that the entire agency is supported by his boyfriend's amulet?

That would be very difficult. After all, although it is said that a talisman can sell for 100 yuan, compared with the various expenses just listed, it seems to be a drop in the bucket.

Moreover, Qi Shu just had a fight with a Taoist temple a while ago, so he will definitely not be able to sell there again in the future.

But visually, the Taoist temple is still a stable source of customers to buy talisman paper.

So in this way, Qi Shu even lost a stable source of customers. Will there be no place to sell even the talismans in the future?

He Heng has already made up a lot of blood and tears history of poor students struggling to survive, and even decided to secretly buy dinner for his boyfriend in the future, so as to reduce his living expenses as much as possible.

"Ah, that's not true. The talismans I draw now sell well."

Qi Shu has never experienced the feeling of living beyond his means, and said very normally, "Besides, my master is quite famous, and people often come to him for exorcising ghosts and looking at Feng Shui. Usually it costs tens of thousands of yuan at a time, and he will take care of it." Return fees, food and lodging. When acquaintances introduce each other, they will get a discount, but in order to show their sincerity, they will seal more red envelopes to make up for the discount.”

He Heng: "..."

He Heng suspected that he had misheard: "How many times?"

Qi Shu's tone was very flat: "It's tens of thousands, and the price depends on the specific situation."

He Heng: "..."

What the hell was I just worrying about.

Why am I worried that a celestial master has nothing to eat?

He Heng hugged him sincerely, with tears streaming down his face: "Master, please accept me!"

How could this person remember that every time he came out, he came out once.

Qi Shu reminded him by the way: "I wanted to tell you before, master's master really can't be called master, it's a bit strange to be so inferior."

He Heng knows how to be flexible: "Brother, just accept me!"

Qi Shu: "..."

No, have you been this smart since you were a child?

He Heng is quite easy to talk to: "Actually, I can call Master when I go back, but if we call him that way, we are two generations behind. I don't think it's appropriate."

Qi Shu was incredulous: "So it's appropriate for you to call me brother in the street?"

"Which one of us is different from whom? What's the difference?"

He Heng kept messing around, "It's okay to call me a junior if you don't call me a senior... Hey, is it okay, you are two months older than me, it doesn't make sense."

Good self-cultivation restrained Qi Shu from rolling his eyes: "Okay, do you still know what common sense is?"

The little roommate said this very sarcastically.

Fortunately, He Heng was thick-skinned enough to pretend he didn't hear it, and walked forward with him still laughing and joking.

It was approaching noon, and there were not too many people on the commercial street. When we approached, only Su Yaping was sitting at the door, looking at the booth and playing with her mobile phone.

Qi Shu called Aunt Ping, and she looked up from the phone in surprise: "Xiao Shu is back? I just saw your master come back and asked, how can I go pick you up... This is Your partner?"

Qi Shu was quite embarrassed, so Su Yaping waved her hand boldly: "Hey, there is nothing to be embarrassed about with Auntie. I already knew that your master almost stood on the street with a trumpet yesterday and called you to take someone with you." The matter of coming back—come here and let Auntie take a look."

He Heng came over and called Aunt Ping very familiarly.

In fact, Su Yaping was not open enough to be surprised to see the two boys together, but Lu Tianshi had been going door-to-door to say hello since yesterday—if she felt uncomfortable and inappropriate, she should stay away. At night, I will invite ghosts to press your bed for seven days in a row.

Because of the fear of the seven-day ghost pressing the bed, and because no one is really willing to offend a capable celestial master, even if some people think it is inappropriate and indecent, they all keep their heads silent, just pretending to be nothing. Know.

After all, the master didn't care about the child he grew up under his own watch, so what trouble did he cause him? It's better to be happy, anyway, everyone is happy.

Besides, the boy he brought back at least looked very straight, and the two of them were a good match when they stood together.

After all, it's just as long as people like it. After all, it's not a relative, so what kind of trouble will it add to the child?

Su Yaping didn't say any more, she pulled a bag full of braised wing tips for the two of them: "Take it quickly, eat it while it's hot, Aunt Ping's cooking is delicious."

He Heng grinned: "It's true, it smells delicious. I've never smelled such a fragrant lo mei before."

"Now I can talk, hey."

Lu Tianshi stood at the door of the agency, pretending to be dissatisfied, "Why didn't you praise Xiaoshu just now, and I have to teach you?"

He Heng talked to him with reason and evidence: "I just learned from you, isn't this here to draw inferences from one instance?"

Lu Tianshi felt that he was so poor that it seemed reasonable: "That's right, you can do that, come here, I will teach you two more tricks, and it will work to coax Xiaoshu."

Qi Shu: "..."

I knew that the two of you have a more common language when you are together.