The renovation of an old house is not a matter of one month or two months.

Originally, according to Wang Qinghe's idea, the colorful paintings in the house looked too messy and too messy, so simply according to the fashionable decoration method, scrape a layer of hemp silk and then a layer of white, and then glue a layer of wallpaper to ensure that the house is bright and clean.

This kind of dangerous idea can scare Li Xian a lot - if it is really that neat, then this house will be considered a ruin. Its nature is basically equivalent to buying a Rolls-Royce, and then pasting the body dazzle stickers bought by Taobao!

It's too cheap.

22 King Yiu Street is actually a big antique, and the renovation project is not even a carpenter and a carpenter can work together. Including the reliefs on the outside of the building and the murals on the inside, they all need to be restored by professionals.

Why?

In order to preserve the historical charm.

It took Li Xian a long time to make it clear to Wang Qinghe that this house is of the same nature as Bangye Mansion - the historical value is higher than the residential value.

Wang Qinghe really couldn't understand why Li Lao Er was rich, but why he always liked to buy such a troublesome house.

However, the three views do not agree, but it does not delay the pragmatic Wang Qinghe to reconstruct the decoration plan. In order to let Li Xian move in as early as possible, Wang Qinghe planned to let the construction team clean up the relatively well-preserved side building first, and then the main building was slowly restored. Although the wing part of No. 22 Jingyao Street does not look big, there are six rooms on the two floors plus half underground, nearly 400 square meters are enough for Li Xian's daily residence.

For this plan, Li Xian is very satisfied.

……

After buying a house, Li Xian naturally wanted to tell Li Daoyun.

The old lady has been placing orders in Xiangyun Temple during this time, but when she is fine, she will occasionally go to Xu Maohe's house to see her great-granddaughter. The old man is like this, the next generation, and the older the generation, the closer the family.

In Xiangyun Temple.

Because Wu Shengli was going to hold a wedding before the year, a group of old cadres had withdrawn.

The guest house was deserted, but seeing the New Year, the number of blessings and wishes in the temple increased dramatically, and the incense was even more vigorous.

When Li Xian arrived at Xiangyun Temple, Li Daoyun was doing Tai Chi near the monk's house. And the second dog uncle and the one-armed monk were also standing with their hands folded to the side.

Seeing Li Xian coming, Shi Neng's eyes lit up, and he strode over: "Li Xian, are you here to take your father back for the New Year?"

Seeing that Uncle Taishi was so eager, Li Xian smiled,

Li Daoyun has been placing orders in Xiangyun Temple during this time, and with the skill of the three-life communication meeting, he has been abducted and abducted, and has already dug up a lot of pilgrims who have released their abilities. A few times ago, Li Xian came to visit Li Daoyun, and some people even spent a lot of money to invite Li Daoyun to come out of the dojo.

It can be seen that during this time in Xiangyun Temple, Li Daoyun's release from this small corner of the wall is very uncomfortable.

After meeting Shi Neng, Li Xian walked to his old lady's side.

Li Daoyun just finished the hand-off, buttoned the hat pinned to his waist on his head that was steaming in the winter, and smiled: "Grandson, this old dog is either looking forward to my burps or expecting you to take me home every day." I'm really on the same bar with him, I won't go anywhere for the Chinese New Year this year, just in this Xiangyun Temple. ”

No matter how good Rao is temper is, he was also glared at by the old man.

"Okay, master, you're so old, don't be angry with me for being too uncle. Why are you staring at this Xiangyun Temple, our family is not short of money now, if you really want to practice, I will go back and build a Taoist temple for you. Li Xian was helpless, hugged Li Daoyun, and persuaded.

"Amitabha, Li Xian is still sensible. Shi Neng hurriedly boasted.

"Don't talk about calves," Li Daoyun waved his hand, and finally told the truth: "I'm so old that I don't care for my life, and I can cultivate a fart." Besides, Lao Tzu cares about his broken temple? Before, Lao Tzu kindly came to him, thinking about the past while he was still alive, and this old guy ran away when he saw me, afraid that I would really collect debts from him. Hey, I'm just here to collect debts!"

Li Xian was amused.

Little children and old children, the younger they are, the more temper and heart will jump out, there is really no way.

caught in the middle, he can only coax at both ends.

"Uncle Taishi, you too, don't say that my father is so old, can you really ask for your old debt. Let's just say that your identity, the Buddhists pay attention to the four major emptiness, but you take this temple so seriously, how tired is it to live?"

Li Xian was thinking about counting the release of the energy in two sentences, so that Li Daoyun could dissipate his anger so that he could go home with him, but he didn't want these words to stimulate the release of energy.

"Alas," Shi Neng shook his head, "I'm sixty-nine years old this year, and I see that I'm dying, and I can see everything else, it's ......."

Shi Neng turned around and looked at the monk who seemed to be called Hengjing.

"Hengjing has a stupid brain, a stupid mouth, and can't learn anything. If I go west one day, what will I do? ”

"Master, you don't have to worry about me, you can go when you should," Shi Jingyi grinned and smiled.

burst

Li Xian couldn't hold back.

I heard the little novices of the temple say in private that Shakti and Hengjing do not know each other. When Wenge was in time, his uncle was arrested as a Taoist priest and locked up with the monk to criticize and fight. In that group of more than a dozen people, he and Hengjing were left in the end. However, one of these two people had his ear screwed off by Hong Weibing, and the other lost an arm because he had been hanging by a rope for too long.

After Wenge ended, the two relied on each other to go to a ruined temple in Majiazhuang under the arrangement of the government, and they depended on each other for so many years.

From here, the relationship between the two people has long surpassed that of master and apprentice.

Although Li Xian often comes to Xiangyun Temple, he is not familiar with this Hengjing. He hadn't spoken much, and the man seemed to laugh.

However, from the previous traffic police checking the driver's license, this goods showed the traffic police his broken arm, and now his verbal performance, Li Xian estimates that he may be a little tiger.

"Alas," Leneng sighed, his face full of melancholy.

Li Xianqiang couldn't help laughing and patted Shi Neng's arm: "Uncle Taishi, in fact, you don't have to calculate so hard, you are building this temple now, how much incense can be left in a year?"

This question stopped Shi Neng from asking.

Spread out his palm and silently pinched it, and Shi Neng had a number in his heart: "The words of incense follow fate, but on average, there can be 150,000 or 60,000 a year, and I show people feng shui and rituals, more than 20,000 at a time, as little as 5,000, and 200,000 a year." Counting the guest house pending order, the qigong teaching is thirty or forty thousand per year, and if all the seven or seven or eight are down, 500,000 yuan. Amitabha. ”

No way!

Li Xian's eyes widened.

So much?

No wonder Li Daoyun always jokes with Shi Neng about taking back Xiangyun Temple, this is simply a cornucopia!

"Ahem," Li Xian waved his hand, "Uncle Tai has a good business...... Admire, admire, admire. ”

Shi Neng said melancholy: "But these plays, if I die, Hengjing can't take it." ”

Li Xianqiang resisted the urge to escape into the empty door, and said with a smile: "Actually, Uncle Taishi, if you want to run this temple for a long time, it will be easy to do." ”

"Oh?" Li Daoyun on the side was surprised, "Grandson, do you still know how to run a temple?"

In Shi Neng's curious gaze, Li Xian smiled: "Actually... Uncle Taishi, your temple is engaged in qigong and guest houses, so there is no need at all. If you don't bother to talk about it, you won't be able to make much money, and it will delay your retreat. You always know feng shui, why don't you find a feng shui treasure around this temple and build a cemetery?"

"Amitabha. Shi Neng frowned, "Cemetery?

Li Xian snorted.

Will it work?

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