Ma Nanjing sat on the ground, took out the cigarette lit, took a few big puffs, and then said, "I'm ready, Dao Chief, you can say it." ”

"......" Chen Yang couldn't cry and laughed: "It's a good thing, not a bad thing." ”

"A good thing?"

"That's right. ”

Chen Yang said: "On the side of the Purple Mountain, Poor Dao plans to build an ancestral hall, and I want to ask the donor if he can take over this job." ”

"Building a house? That's fine, it's a good thing, it's a good thing. ”

Ma Nanjing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was really afraid that Chen Yang would open his mouth and say, "You have a bloody disaster."

"Have you gotten all the land down there, and what's the plan?"

Chen Yang said: "These are not yet, and the poor road will start to handle them in the past two days." ”

"Okay, when will it be done, just call me, Dao Chief. ”

"In terms of price, I will give you the cost price, quality and quantity. ”

Ma Nanjing patted his chest and said.

After communicating with Ma Nanjing, Chen Yang called Fa Chu and asked him to start solving the problem of land use rights.

The Purple Mountain is a state-owned resource, and it is easier to build a Taoist temple or temple on it than to build a high-rise building.

But the process is still very troublesome.

You have to go to the Ministry of Land and Resources to apply for the right to use the land, and you have to go to the Taoist Association to apply......

It's always a lot of trouble.

If Qingfeng Guan does this kind of thing, just say hello, after all, people are so deeply rooted in Lingshan.

Two days later, the land use right application was issued.

Taoist Association.

Feng Haisheng looked at the application form in front of him.

His eyes swept down and he saw Chen Yang's name.

"Wong Tai Sin Temple?"

Feng Haisheng took out his mobile phone and dialed Chen Yang.

"Hello, the number you are calling is not in the service area......"

Only then did I remember that I was blocked by him.

Thinking of this, Feng Haisheng was angry for a while.

Picked up the landline and called, rang twice, and it was through.

"I, Feng Haisheng. ”

"Vice President Feng is in trouble?"

"You want to apply for the construction of the Wong Tai Sin Temple?"

"Yes. ”

"Why was it built?"

"Contribute to the development of Daomen. ”

“……”

Feng Haisheng said: "I can approve the application for you, but there is no appropriation, and all the money for the construction of the ancestral hall has to be paid by yourself." ”

"Good. ”

"Let people come and get the application form and go to the National Development and Reform Commission to set up the project. ”

"Good. ”

"Remember to put my number out of the blacklist!"

After hanging up the phone, Feng Haisheng was still a little uncomfortable.

He didn't dare to embarrass Chen Yang in the process, and it was useless to embarrass him.

But he can not give money.

The construction of general Taoist temples can apply for subsidies.

But he has the right to give this subsidy or not, and how much to give.

He made this phone call just to make Chen Yang soft.

But he didn't seem to hear what he meant.

Chen Yang really didn't hear it, and it was impossible to be convinced when he heard it.

Let's follow the process, can you try it for me?

After another three days, all the formalities were settled.

He went down the mountain again and found Mananjing.

"My brother also works as an engineer, and he just hasn't had a job in his hand recently, so I let them go. ”

Ma Nanjing and a group of people, it will take more than two months to repair this mountain road, and there is no time.

He thought that Chen Yang's application for land would take at least half a year, but he didn't expect it to be approved in less than a week.

"Okay, give him the number of Poor Road, and you can contact Poor Road directly when you come over. ”

After making an appointment, Chen Yang returned to the mountain.

As soon as he walked into the Taoist temple, Xuanyu's call came in.

"Guess how much that word sold for?"

"Don't sell it, say it quickly. ”

The calligraphy and paintings were sold, and it was finally time to share the spoils.

He also plans to write a few more words recently, after all, it costs money to build an ancestral hall.

Even if it is a little cold, it will be 200,000 less.

He had almost 300,000 dollars on hand.

The system didn't say that it couldn't be built with this money, and he didn't ask.

Anyway, he felt that this was conducive to his own cultivation, so if he really wanted to ask, he would slowly break with him.

"190,000!" Xuanyu said excitedly.

"How much?" Chen Yang was stunned.

"My two characters were sold for 190,000?"

"No, it's 190,000 words, and another word was collected by my master, and it was also 190,000 yuan. ”

"Ah, if Uncle Shi likes it, just take it, no need to spend money. ”

"You can tell him this yourself, but I tell you, this word is definitely more than 190,000. This is still a small field, if you change to a large field, I guess it is possible to add a zero to the end. I heard that when the calligraphy and painting was auctioned, a group of people did not react, and by the time they reacted, the calligraphy and painting had already been sold. ”

"You go back and send the account to Hyun Jin, and he will transfer the money to you. By the way, it's okay to write more, there are really people who are willing to buy your word. ”

"Isn't this nonsense, and it doesn't look at who wrote it. Chen Yang was extraordinarily inflated.

A word of gold, this is really a word of gold.

Two characters, one is written in the opening paragraph of the Tao Te Ching.

The other is a fairy poem written.

It doesn't matter what is written.

The important thing is that the words he writes have such an artistic conception in them.

Different people have different feelings when they see it.

After posting the account to the small group, Chen Yang sat on the stool, and his little hands quickly swiped on Weibo.

I didn't find any related news after brushing for a long time, so I searched directly for the keyword "calligraphy".

Now it's out.

But the discussion was not very hot.

After all, there is no need to discuss 190,000 words.

Still, he saw many of the comments below.

"This word is really good, this virtual master doesn't know which master it is. ”

"To be able to write such words, I am afraid that Master Xuan must be at least seventy or eighty years old. ”

"I saw the truth of life in this picture! I suddenly felt very ashamed that I had just jerked off!"

Chen Yang's little hands are a little nowhere to put them, he really wants to reply to these people, the words are written by me, I wrote, I wrote!

I'm the Void Master!

"Calm, calm. ”

Chen Yang took a breath softly and adjusted his emotions.

"Knock knock. ”

"Dao Chief, are you there?"

Lawyer Zheng stood outside the Taoist temple, knocked lightly on the door, and shouted inside.

After a while, I saw Chen Yang walk out.

"Daoist, I'll come over and tell you a few things. ”

"Let's go to the backyard. ”

"Good. ”

As he walked around the main hall, Mr. Cheng caught a glimpse of a pair of words hanging on the wall of the courtyard.

That was the worst character Chen Yang thought he could write.

He looked at it twice, and the painting seemed to have some special attraction, and he couldn't help but walk over.

"Good words!

Lawyer Zheng couldn't help but admire it.

I can't help but clap my hands.

In his opinion, this is no longer calligraphy, but art!

Is this a nice word?

Let an ordinary person look at it, the most essential feeling is that he can't understand it.

But what is art?

Art is not to please, but to communicate.

A good calligraphy master will not deliberately write words that others can't understand, even if he can't understand the words, he can also make people feel the feeling that the other party hopes to convey through the brushstrokes when they put down the pen.

From this poem, lawyer Zheng felt a kind of expansive emotion, faintly Wei and Jin-style uninhibitedness.

He felt that his life had been stable for half his life, as if there were signs of spring in an instant, which made his heart faintly restless and boiling.

Chen Yang saw him standing still, and his whole person seemed to be very excited.

I couldn't help but walk over curiously and asked, "Lawyer Zheng, are you uncomfortable?"

"No, no. ”

"I felt it, and I lost my temper. ”

Lawyer Zheng turned his head, squeezed out a smile, looked at Chen Yang's flowing scarf, and looked at him in a chic evergreen suit, Lawyer Zheng thought of his youth.

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