Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Bo Gongzi's comments surprised both listeners.

"Good guy?" Zhang Yu was puzzled. He couldn't figure out why Bo Gongzi gave Wang Luo such an evaluation, and why being a good guy was a fatal flaw?

Wang Luo was surprised because he didn't expect that Bo Gongzi was smarter and more experienced than he looked.

It was not easy to see that he was a good guy.

"Saying that he is a good person is a very objective evaluation." Mr. Bo explained, "Although I haven't collected all his information, from the known parts alone, I can hardly find any flaws in his character. He knows the limits, knows right from wrong, understands human nature, and is polite. He is just like the children from other academies that the teachers of Meng Academy often talk about. What do you think, Boss Zhang?"

Zhang Yu said, "But I think he is arrogant and domineering. He only cares about intimacy and not right and wrong."

Mr. Bo shook his head and laughed, "Arrogant and domineering? Yes, he ignored the authority of Qingyi and broke the Dao hearts of several people in succession, and then regarded Qingping Division as his own backyard. But if it weren't for the local Qingyi's unfair treatment, it would not be easy to see him arrogant and domineering. As for intimacy and right and wrong... If we jump out of our own From an objective point of view, it is indeed the upper class that oppressed the Shi family and Shi Street too much, and Wang Luo's counterattack is justified. "

Zhang Yu was silent for a long time: "Mr. Bo, I don't know how to respond to your words."

"Haha, Boss Zhang, you have to take a stand when doing things, but you can't take a stand when looking at people. You always claim to have a good eye for people, but you are often confined to prejudice. Otherwise, no matter how good Zhang Fuhong is at hiding, how could he hide under your nose for more than 20 years? "

Zhang Yu was hit in the sore spot and finally had nothing to say: "Okay, even if Wang Luo is a rare good person, why is this a fatal weakness?"

"Because he is a good person, but we are not."

——

Good man Wang Luo finally finished this shift of hard work and wealth in the evening, and was called by Lao Hong to settle his wages.

Although he only worked for half a day, he gave full play to his natural Taoist advantages, held several positions, and was at ease with each one. He should have 500 spiritual leaves.

Lao Hong gave him 505.

Although it was only one percent more, it was an unprecedented feat for this thin and black old man who was very fussy. So much so that Fang Qingqing, who was stirring the pot next to him, was stunned. She overcooked a pot of loose pills and was severely deducted from her wages by Lao Hong.

Looking at the condensed spiritual leaves in his hand, Wang Luo couldn't help but sigh that Lao Hong's home-cooked dishes were now his first blessing since he came down the mountain.

Because so far, most of his hard-earned income came from Lao Hong, and he got to know Taixu through his co-workers in Lao Hong's store. He even got to know important enemy information while working, and twice in a row!

Although the conversation between Mr. Bo and Zhang Yu was mainly about him, the amount of information behind it was quite large, and Wang Luo needed some time to digest and absorb it.

Just when Wang Luo was about to go home and think it over, he heard Lao Hong say, "Don't go, there's still work to do."

Wang Luo smiled, "I see, the 5 spiritual leaves are not for white-collar workers."

Lao Hong snorted, "Nonsense, spiritual leaves never fall from the sky... I have two boxes of vegetables here, you send them to Boyu Manor."

Wang Luo took a look and saw that they were a large number of spiritual vegetables and whole spiritual beast meat that he had carefully washed with the spring washing method during the day. The quality was quite good. He thought he was going to use them to make money at the night market, but he actually did a takeaway business.

As for Boyu Manor, it was a charity run by local people in Shijie, raising a group of abandoned orphans. There was a clerk from Furensi in charge of the management of the manor, and the actual work was performed by kind people around in shifts.

Wang Luo never expected that Lao Hong, who never arbitrarily deducted wages on weekdays and never gave out extra spiritual leaves, would actually donate things to Boyu Manor.

Wang Luo did not ask much about this. He just casually held two large boxes of meat and vegetables weighing hundreds of kilograms in his hands and went out.

Along the way, the neighbors kept greeting him warmly.

Although Wang Luo had not been in Shijie for a long time, he could do something that could be recorded in history or at least in the headlines of the newspaper almost every day. This morning's gathering was even more glorious, and he immediately became a household name.

Wang Luo held the box in one hand and waved to the neighbors with the other hand. The whole journey was very lively until the crowd gradually thinned out when he approached Boyu Village.

If Shijie is the "lower city" of the entire Rongcheng, then Boyu Village is the lower city of Shijie. This place is located in a low-lying area, the road is dilapidated and tortuous, and there are patches of uninhabited dilapidated houses on both sides of the road.

However, although the scene is dilapidated, it does not look dirty. The winding path under his feet is obviously cleaned regularly on weekdays, and there is almost no dirt stains left. Even the weeds in the gaps between bricks and stones have been trimmed. At the end of the road is a small courtyard surrounded by gray walls. In the courtyard stands a three-story brick building, which is particularly eye-catching.

That is Boyu Village. Hundreds of years ago, a down-and-out scholar settled here, studied, and named the small building Boyu Village, hoping that he would be knowledgeable in the future. Although judging from the current situation of Boyu Village, the scholar thought too much. But it might be better to provide shelter for a group of orphans who have lost their families.

Walking along the way, across the gate, you can see a flat small playground. Several children are chasing and playing in the playground. When they see Wang Luo coming in, they cheer.

"Meat is coming!"

Wang Luo smiled at this almost ogre-like cheer, and performed a magic trick, turning his true essence into a water bird, flying towards the ogre cubs, making them not even care about the meat, and chasing the bird for fun.

Then, Wang Luo turned his eyes to the old man who was responsible for watching the children on the side of the playground.

The old man walked over quickly, and kept thanking him: "Old Hong, you are really a waste again. You always send so much... You are also hard-working. Such heavy things are sent from so far."

After a long chatter, the old man pointed the way for Wang Luo.

"The things will be sent to the east corner of the first floor. There is a kitchen and cold storage over there. The food is stored there... Do you want me to ask someone to help you move it?"

"No need, it's not that heavy."

Carrying the not-so-heavy meat and vegetables into the small building, Wang Luo quickly found the kitchen and cold storage, and then found an unexpected acquaintance.

In the kitchen, a hunched figure was busy in front of the stove.

"Qin Yu?"

The old friend was shocked when he heard this and turned around quickly. Then a fire dragon rose up in front of him and rushed to the roof.

Wang Luo used the fire-herding technique to guide the stove fire and coiled the fire dragon between his fingers like a tamed snake.

"Why are you here?"

Qin Yu hurriedly extinguished the stove fire and came to Wang Luo, trembling: "That, that..."

Seeing this, Wang Luo nodded: "Oh, I understand. You have suffered many unexpected disasters and are discouraged about life, but the children of Boyu Village have made you feel a rare warmth, so you come here as a volunteer when you are free from work. And you have lived alone for many years and cook well, so you were assigned to the stove, right?"

Qin Yu was dumbfounded for a long time and nodded.

Wang Luo then patted him on the shoulder: "Hehe, you are a real good person."