At night, everyone was idle, Fang Zheng looked at these energetic guys who didn't sleep, and directly called them all over, prepared all kinds of tools, and went to collect crystal rice.

Rice is different from ordinary rice, and when it is ripe, it has an outer shell, but when the shell is shaken, it cracks open and spits out the crystal-like crystal rice inside. With the abundant harvest of crystal rice, the rice jar of Ichijiji Temple was finally filled with rice again, and there was still a surplus.

Looking at these crystal meters, Fang Zheng suddenly felt a kind of starvation and relaxation. He didn't know why, maybe he had been hungry for too long, or maybe it was something else, but anyway, he had a natural hoarding appetite for food. As if hoarding is not enough......

Satisfied, he touched a handful of crystal rice, followed the example of a red child, pinched one and put it in his mouth, and with a gentle bite, the crystal rice cracked, and a sweet taste spread in his mouth. There was an inexplicable beauty in that feeling, which made him describe it, but he couldn't describe it. However, one thing is certain, starting from today, in addition to cold bamboo and white jade cabbage, there is another kind of pure natural and pollution-free snacks.

Looking at the gluttonous disciples, Fang Zheng grabbed a handful and smiled at everyone.

Everyone was a little excited, is this going to send snacks?

Then Fang Zheng put the handful of crystal rice in his pocket very seriously, and said: "Children, eat less snacks, especially at night, it is not easy to fall asleep with snacks." So, let's all rest early......"

After speaking, Fang Zheng put a grain of crystal rice in his mouth, chewed it rattling, and went out.

When the lone wolf, squirrel, monkey, red boy, and salted fish heard it, and then looked at Fangzheng's actions, they suddenly wanted to cry one by one. Salted fish and red boy scolded even more: "This thief is bald, he doesn't let us eat, but he eats, what a TM pit!"

The squirrel was not reconciled, and chased after him and asked, "Master, it's not easy to fall asleep after eating too many snacks, why do you still eat them?"

Fang Zheng looked up at the sky, sighed, and said incomparably gloomy: "The poor monk is old, people will sleep less when they are old, and they always have to eat something to pass the time in the long night, right? Okay, don't worry about being a teacher, go to bed early." ”

Then Fang Zheng flicked his sleeves and left, and under the silver moonlight, the white clothes looked a little depressed.

If it hadn't been for that rattling sound, the squirrel would have almost believed in this thief's bald evil!

Several disciples such as lone wolf and squirrel plus salted fish glanced at each other, and they all looked at each other with a capital letter: "MMP!"

Especially a few minutes later, after the snoring sound came from the Founder meditation room, several disciples shouted in their hearts: "This is what he said about insomnia for the elderly?"

For the first time, a couple of guys had the urge to sharpen their knives and go bald!

There was no word for a night, and the next day, Fang Zheng walked out of Yizhi Temple refreshed, it was a sunny day, and the stars in the sky were blinking. Then as the bells and drums beat and the darkness was hidden, a golden sun hung in the sky.

On this day, Fang Zheng received a call from Wang Yougui, saying that there were many Southeast Asian foreigners in the village, and they were talking nonsense one by one, making them very passive. In the end, it was all solved by a blind comparison......

Wang Yougui said that he planned to hire a few foreign language teachers in the village, otherwise it would be too bad.

Another is that Wang Yougui said that the mountain road of Yizhi Mountain is too narrow, and more and more tourists come every day, which cannot meet the needs of tourists to go up the mountain. He asked Fang Zheng if he had any ideas for widening the mountain road.

Fang Zheng refused in one bite and widened the mountain road? Wouldn't that be to open up the mountain and build the road?

This finger mountain is not big, and if it goes on, I'm afraid there will be only a way left. And Yizhishan has a different feeling for Fangzheng, there is childhood, memories, and hope. The point is that this finger mountain is the flesh of the heart of the Zen master of Yizhi, and he estimates that if he dares to mess around, when he goes down, the Zen master of Yizhi must have prepared a truckload of feather dusters waiting for him.

In order not to be beaten, Fang Zheng refused extremely resolutely.

In this regard, Wang Yougui could only smile helplessly, but how could Fang Zheng be a thief when he listened to this laughter?

"Master Wang, don't you want to build roads at all?" asked Fang Zheng.

Wang Yougui said with a smile: "It's good not to build the road, everyone went up after the road was built, and then they all came down and went home." Who are we going to live in the guest rooms of this farmhouse? If they can't go up, they have to wait, where are they waiting? Don't they live in the village? Let me tell you, now let's refer to the village, not to mention compared with other rural areas, even if it is a city person, it is not as high as our income, and life is better! Many families are ready to expand...... But I didn't let them build a small western-style building, that thing is beautiful, but it lost the cultural atmosphere of our rural areas in the northeast. But there are troubles, the homestead is so big, no matter how much you toss, you can't toss out how much land...... Ay...... It hurts to see so much money flowing from my eyes to other villages. ”

When Fang Zheng heard this, he was dumbfounded for a while, and then said with a smile: "Master Wang, when will you be so good at calculating? Since you are from the Northeast, then take out the spirit of the Northeast masters, what's the use of making more money? In addition, the outflow of money is also a good thing, which can be regarded as benefiting one party and accumulating virtue. ”

When Wang Yougui heard this, he laughed and said, "You kid, it's okay, you have started to reprimand me." I understand what you're saying, but I just can't think about it. Don't worry, I'm politically conscious, and I'm going to unite all the villages, get a travel bus, and then raise funds to build roads. When guests come, you can't let them bump on the broken roads in the village, right? How do you say that? By the way, if you want to get rich, you must first build roads......

Hearing Wang Yougui say this, Fang Zheng was relieved.

In fact, Fang Zheng has always been a little worried, worried that when the villagers have money, they will learn badly, lose their simplicity, and the scholars will be played by others. Since the villager is still that villager, and his uncle Wang is still his uncle, then Fang Zheng is relieved.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Zheng immediately ran to the back kitchen, took the ladder and climbed up to the Buddha jar that no one had been looking at, and looked inside, Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed: "Amitabha is a Buddha! This is the sauerkraut of the poor monk?"

I saw that in the huge Buddha jar, a piece of golden things loomed in the salt water. Fang Zheng hurriedly jumped down, called the red boy, and the two of them carried the Buddha jar to the courtyard, and the sunlight shone into the Buddha jar, and Fang Zheng saw more clearly.

Underwater, there is something like golden seaweed and coral, and it looks gorgeous in the sun!

Fang Zheng had also seen the inside of the Buddha jar earlier, but the white jade cabbage at that time had not completely changed color, and at that time, he only changed the water, and he didn't look carefully, and he didn't feel anything.

But looking at it now, Fang Zheng only feels that the thing in this Buddha jar is not cabbage, this is soft gold!