Zhang Feng didn't stop until he drank the seventh cup, smashed his mouth and said: "I'm finally not thirsty, I ate just now, the food is too salty, can you change a big cup for me next time? Dry it first and then give it to me? This small cup is not good to drink." Bayi Chinese Network (8)?? (8) 8?1?Z?(1).(8)C(8)OM"

Zhang Feng knew that he deliberately said this Su Ming would definitely be angry, he just wanted to disgust him, who let him enjoy such a good tea for himself earlier, he had to give it to others to drink Xiaoyezi before he could drink it for himself, didn't he look down on people.

Sure enough, as soon as Su Ming heard Zhang Feng's words, his teeth itched angrily, and he hurriedly put away the tea tray, Zhang Feng was not fooled, he naturally knew that Su Ming would not really put it away, after all, the tea leaves were still in it and had not been drunk, and if he didn't refill the water, the taste would drop again.

Su Ming was bored with himself, and complained sadly: "If it doesn't taste good, then don't drink it, I'll let the shopkeeper bring you a drink, I will drink this tea slowly by myself, and I can drink a few more bubbles, it's a pity." Su Ming's expression was loveless, which made Zhang Feng even more happy.

The two of them were chatting about the recent things in the store while drinking tea, Su Ming asked cautiously: "Boss, you said that when this Young Master He comes, I also have to use this tea to entertain me......?" Su Ming wanted to speak and stopped, but still didn't finish speaking.

In fact, what he meant was that this tea was too expensive, and he was really a little unbearable, and if Zhang Feng didn't say it, he wouldn't know if he changed the tea now, in fact, Su Ming could do it himself, but because of Zhang Feng's previous words, he had to be jealous, so he had to ask Zhang Feng's opinion.

Zhang Feng immediately understood what Su Ming meant, Su Ming was thinking that this tea was too expensive, he was a little reluctant, to see if he could steal the dragon and turn the phoenix, in fact, Zhang Feng also understood Su Ming's heart, but He Xuan is not a fool, fortunately, he can still drink it, what they said before was so mysterious, He Xuan, an old tea drinker, if the thing is very ordinary, he can naturally think of it.

So Zhang Feng said to Su Ming: "This Young Master He is not stupid, and he will not let you suffer, you just see if he is worth paying, not to mention that selling him a favor is only good for you, but the decision of the matter is still yours, I just give you advice, but I will definitely keep it secret for you." ”

Zhang Feng was able to say this and said it so thoroughly, he didn't treat Su Ming as an outsider, Su Ming nodded again and again after hearing it, Zhang Feng's words were not unreasonable, he knew that Zhang Feng said this for his own good, for the good of the store, so he was very useful.

At this time, Su Ming remembered what Zhang Feng was still holding in his hand when he came in just now, and he hurriedly asked, "Boss, what was that thing you took when you came in just now?" The tea was also drunk, and it was time to ask about the matter, I don't know if it was the good thing Zhang Feng said.

Zhang Feng stretched out his index finger and nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, I almost forgot about the business, come and see, can you know what the origin of this object is." I watched it for a long time, and I didn't have any impression, but this thing is old enough. Zhang Feng said and took out the crockpot to show Su Ming, and he didn't say anything else.

He had already wrapped the relics and bracelets in his handkerchief and put them in his coat pocket. After all, it was such a valuable thing, and I originally wanted to put it in the car with the clay pot, but Zhang Feng was really not at ease after thinking about it, and after parking the car, he turned back, found a handkerchief in the car, picked up the relics and bracelets, and took them with him, so he put his mind at ease and entered the restaurant, otherwise this meal would definitely be uneasy.

This crockpot is placed under the saddle and covered with something, it is really stolen, and now there are many people who smash the car window and steal things, although Zhang Feng has not encountered it, but once there is something valuable in the car, everyone looks like a thief, maybe this is the commonality of people.

Su Ming carefully took the wrapped crockpot, did not take it out directly with his hands, but put the thing on the table and directly unfolded the cloth, took out the magnifying glass he carried with him from his body and looked at it carefully, the scriptures on it were still very clear, and after preliminary cleaning, it seemed that this thing had just come out.

Su Ming looked at it for a long time and asked a little excitedly: "Boss, where did you get this thing from, if I'm not mistaken, this crockpot should be an item of a mage named Yin Ming during the Republic of China, this is something that is hard to find for thousands of dollars, where did you get it, did you just come out?"

Su Ming couldn't suppress his excitement a little, his voice trembled a little, this kind of Buddhist holy relic has no certain coincidence, you can't see it if you have money, let alone have it, and this kind of thing is generally very spiritual, if you are not a blessed person, it is impossible to get it, it has nothing to do with money at all.

How many rich people do business, they all hope to be blessed by the Buddha, but this is all fate, you don't have that fate, and it's useless to say anything, so Su Ming is so excited, the chance of this thing being dug up is very small, or it is a non-long-eyed illiterate goods, and Zhang Feng gave it to him.

Zhang Feng didn't expect this thing to have such a big origin, he hurriedly asked Su Mingdao: "What is the origin of this Yinming master, you can tell me well, it sounds like a mage of my country, but why is there some Sanskrit on this clay pot?"

Su Ming saw that Zhang Feng was a little incomprehensible, so he sat down and explained to Zhang Feng carefully, it turned out that this Yinguang Master was known as the thirteenth ancestor of the Pure Land Sect by later generations, and this life history could not be said for three days and three nights, so Su Ming picked up some important ones and talked to Zhang Feng.

"It is rumored that this Yin Ming Master is still Shakyamuni Buddha called to promote the Pure Land, originally he was the general trend to the Bodhisattva turned around, this person is very good at Buddhism, and has done a lot of meritorious things, it is said that the most famous at that time is the descendants of the Shakya people came to promote the Dharma when they gave the Yin Ming Master who was still in retreat on Putuo Mountain to read the Tibetan scriptures a magic weapon, that is, this clay pot, so the origin of this clay pot is not small. ”

Su Ming swallowed his saliva after speaking, but it is said that there is still a piece of cloth wrapped in the robe of the Shakya people on this clay pot, why is it missing, is it because it has been corroded for too long, but Su Ming didn't care about this, he continued to tell Zhang Feng a lot of things about Master Yinming.

In fact, the most interesting thing is the anecdote of Master Yin Ming going to lecture at that time, because Master Yin Ming's teaching notes have been very famous, and have received the reverence of many Buddhist disciples, so Master Yin Ming was invited to the ancient capital to give lectures, but the ancient capital is not very respectful of Buddhist culture, and no one goes to listen to the scriptures.

There was only one person below when Venerable Yinming was giving a lecture that day, and he thought he was here to listen to the scriptures, so he asked this person, "Can you understand what I said, if there is something you don't understand, you can ask me, and I may be able to give me some advice." Because he saw that the man seemed to be a little dazed about what he was saying, and his eyes were very wandering, he asked.

Who knew that the man shook his head and said to Master Yin Ming that he was not here to listen to the scriptures, he was just a person in charge of cleaning up the venue, and he was waiting for Master Yin Ming to finish speaking, so he could clean up the venue and get off work, Master Yin Ming was very sad after hearing this, and he never went to the ancient capital again.

On the contrary, there were more Buddhist disciples in the neighboring cities of the ancient capital, and it was greatly publicized and promoted there, so Master Yin Ming went to Yangshi more than ten times and won great respect from everyone.

Hearing Su Ming say this, Zhang Feng already had a rough idea in his heart, but he didn't expect that Wang Yu, a stinky boy, usually didn't see him wholeheartedly devoted to Buddha, how could he have such a great blessing and actually be touched by such a spiritual treasure, this is really the same life.

Liu San, Deng Liang and Ba Song, who went down, were not as lucky as him, it seemed that this time he had to share a little more hard work, Zhang Feng thought about it and asked again: "Hey, then let me ask you, if Master Yinming's robe is worth much?" Zhang Feng remembered the piece of cloth that Wang Yu had cut, if he was not mistaken, it was estimated to be millions.

When Su Ming heard Zhang Feng ask, he also remembered, and he hurriedly said: "I still think it's strange, it was rumored that the Shakya people's clay pot was wrapped in a robe cloth, and it was said that it was embroidered with gold thread, which was directly cut from the robe worn by the monk himself.

And the robe was still worn by the monk when he died, and now it seems to have been bought back by a wealthy European man in Nepal for a lot of money, and he said who can make up this missing piece, he is willing to pay any price, but no one has found it, don't you see the cloth when you dig it up?"

Su Ming didn't know that they were working by the river until now, and he always thought that Zhang Feng had dug something on the construction site, so he always thought that these things were dug up from the construction site, and when he saw that Zhang Feng didn't speak for a long time, he thought that Zhang Feng was distressed, so he quickly persuaded Zhang Feng.

"But boss, don't think too much, after all, the robe is cloth, after so many years, maybe it has been corroded, you are not bad, the clay pot handed down by the monks, two generations of monks, ouch, I want to go to the pillar incense, worship the God of Wealth, what kind of luck is this." ”

Su Ming hurriedly poured himself a cup of tea to suppress the shock, and then Zhang Feng muttered: "The robe was handed over by Wang Yu's stinky boy with scissors." As soon as this sentence was spoken, it didn't matter, Su Ming was so frightened that he slipped his hand and the cup fell in response, and a glass of water was sprinkled on the tatami mat.

Fortunately, it fell on the couch, if it fell to the ground, I really don't know who to find to settle this account, Su Ming was a little dumbfounded, he couldn't believe what his ears heard, he looked at Zhang Feng and spit out a few words with difficulty and asked, "Was it scissors, paid over?"

, how much did this scissors cut, what kind of sin did this make, but Su Ming still quickly reflected it, and he hurriedly said: "It's okay, this is a unique product, cutting a pair of scissors may be less expensive, or it is useful, where is the thing?"

Su Ming asked Zhang Feng anxiously, maybe the rich man is willing to ask for this rag, this is better than nothing, if there is none, his thing will always be a defective product, if you can find this piece, even if there is a little missing, it is a big deal to give him a discount!

But what Su Ming didn't expect was that after so much time and so many years, the fabric had not been corroded, not damaged, it was still fine, and it could withstand scissors, which was really amazing!