Chapter 597 - Asking for Money
It's weird.
It was already ten o'clock and there was not a single tourist.
It's weird.
Chen Yang took out his mobile phone, and Xiaojing's video of Ko Changlong was still on the hot search list.
Why is there no one?
It's also weird.
Chen Yang wandered outside for a while, but still didn't see a figure, and staggered back again.
Half an hour later, he heard a knock on the door outside.
Putting down the human body muscle and vein structure diagram in his hand, Chen Yang walked outside.
Many people.
Moreover, very strange combination.
There are Taoist priests, ordinary people, and a few young people who dress like the rich second generation.
Among them is the Taoist priest, whom he knows.
Yin Yunfeng of Maoshan Sanqing Daoyuan.
As for the others......
Chen Yang only glanced at it, and he couldn't move away.
What a strange feeling.
Looking at the three young rich second-generation handsome men on the side, they are also extraordinary.
That sense of detachment from the world, closer to it, the blind can feel it.
"Abbot Xuanyang. ”
Yin Yunfeng stepped forward with a smile.
Yun Feng presided. When Chen Yang saw him, he remembered what Feng Haisheng told him.
Isn't it you, you're here to ask for money, right?
Having been in contact briefly before, he doesn't look like someone who can open this mouth.
Chen Yang looked at a few people on the side again: "How many of you are here to offer incense?"
A couple of middle-aged people said: "No. ”
And then he stopped talking.
The three young men said, "Don't worry, you talk first." ”
Yin Yunfeng also glanced at the three young people, and said to Chen Yang: "Abbot Xuanyang, is it convenient to go in and say?"
"Please come in. ”
Chen Yang led them in.
It seems that Yin Yunfeng seems to know these middle-aged people.
And these three young people are not all the way with them.
"Abbot Yunfeng, these are your friends?"
"It's not. Yin Yunfeng shook his head: "I met on the way up the mountain." ”
"Oh. ”
Chen Yang led them to the backyard, and Xiao Jing just came in from the backyard, holding a vegetable basket in his hand, and the old black fart followed behind.
As soon as Lao Hei appeared, Chen Yang thought that these people would be scared.
They just glanced at it, and there was a playful smile in their eyes.
Chen Yang raised his eyebrows, it was really unusual.
"Huh~" The young man stared at Xiaojing, looked at it carefully, and said, "Look at that little girl, are you familiar with it?"
The two nodded: "Familiar." ”
"Have you seen it?"
The three of them stared at Xiaojing, left and right, up and down, and the more they looked, the more familiar they felt, but they couldn't remember where they had seen it.
Xiao Jing noticed their gaze, looked up, took it back with only one glance, walked outside the kitchen, moved a small horse and sat down to choose vegetables.
"Abbot Xuanyang..."Yin Yunfeng showed the expression of being in a dilemma when facing Yu Chengzi yesterday, and he wanted to stop talking.
Chen Yang said: "Yun Feng Zhu has a straight word. ”
"Alas......" Yin Yunfeng said, "I'm really embarrassed to speak." ”
Chen Yang: "......"
Yin Yunfeng said: "This time I came to Huaguo, in fact, it is because... Alas, don't say it, don't say it, it's really shameless to say. ”
“……”
"Say it. Chen Yang also sighed.
Yin Yunfeng continued to maintain such an expression, and the length of time in the brewing almost made Chen Yang go crazy.
So, after three minutes of awkward silence, Yin Yunfeng spoke.
"There was a sea laugh in Malay, Maoshan Sanqing Daoyuan, six halls were washed away, more than ten disciples drowned, and many disciples were injured by the washed out halls..."
Listening to his words, Chen Yang knew that he was probably really here to ask for money.
Chen Yang said: "This is really a heart-wrenching thing. ”
Yin Yunfeng said: "I came here this time, in fact, the main reason is... Would like to ask for your donation. ”
Chen Yang said: "Although the Taoist temple doesn't have much money, since the abbot of Yunfeng came in person, I naturally want to help." ”
He took out his mobile phone, fiddled with it for a while, and looked at him very seriously: "There are still three thousand seven hundred yuan left in the card, I hope that Abbot Yunfeng will not dislike it." ”
Yin Yunfeng: "......"
A few people on the side: "......"
Are you serious?
Three thousand seven hundred yuan, do you send it to Hanako?
Chen Yang is not pretending to be poor.
During this time, the Taoist temple finally recovered a little, and as soon as the money was enough for one million, it was quickly returned to the system.
These 3,700 yuan are already all his belongings.
If it weren't for the enough seeds allocated in the vegetable garden, he felt that this life would really be unbearable.
Of course, he only had 3,700 yuan.
If he now has 37 million in his card, facing Yin Yunfeng's request for help, it will be another rhetoric.
All in all, give a little money, meaning meaning, he doesn't mind.
But if he is asked to come up with 18 million, then I'm sorry, no.
You, the abbot of Maoshan Sanqing Daoyuan, actually came to me across the country to cry poverty?
"Xuanyang Abbot ......"
"Abbot Yunfeng, your face doesn't look good. Chen Yang turned his mobile phone over: "This money is all my belongings, if you think it's less, I... I can't help it. ”
"I ......" Yin Yunfeng held a mouthful of old blood in his throat, he really didn't expect Chen Yang to react like this.
He was a little caught off guard and didn't know how to respond.
"Isn't there a charitable foundation under the name of Abbot Xuanyang?" said the middle-aged man on the side with a smile.
Chen Yang glanced at him: "You're right, I'm the executive director of the foundation, and all the projects of the foundation must be submitted to me for approval in the end." So, what do you want to say?"
The middle-aged humanitarian: "The foundation is supposed to do some charity, but now Daoist Yin's Taoist temple has been damaged and needs a large amount of money to repair it." Mr. Chen could approve a sum of money from the Foundation for restoration. ”
"The investigation is quite clear. Chen Yang smiled, and Yin Yunfeng was a little embarrassed: "Abbot Xuanyang..."
Chen Yang interrupted him: "Since the investigation is so clear, you should also know that the foundation only has 100 million yuan of funds injected every year. Just last month, all the money from the foundation was allocated to aid several counties in the lower reaches of the Doma Mountains. ”
"So, the Foundation doesn't have a penny right now, and I'm disappointed to you. ”
The middle-aged man said: "It doesn't matter if you don't have money, Chen Daochang has a lot of treasures on him, just take out a little bit, and some people buy it with money." Daochang Chen, you said what I said, right?"
Chen Yang's smile narrowed up little by little: "Baby, what baby?"
The middle-aged man said: "For example, dragon's blood." ”
"Oh, dragon's blood. Chen Yang nodded, got up from the stool, and pointed to the front yard: "Abbot Yunfeng, take your friends, go out from here." ”
The middle-aged man said: "Daochang Chen, we are here with sincerity. If you will sell, I will buy it. You can open the price casually, how?"
The middle-aged man next to him also said: "Selling the dragon's blood, Daochang Chen, you have made money, and Daoist Yin Daochang also has money to repair it, this is a good thing to kill two birds with one stone." ”