The two little monks finished their meal satisfied, feeling a little embarrassed, and Su Rongyi also ordered Jianqiu to serve tea.

The older monk was more steady, and thanked them again in a proper manner.

Su Rongyi stopped amusedly, "The two little masters are Buddhas, we really can't afford to thank you again and again, if you really want to thank me, you should let me do more to the Buddha." ”

The little monk said, "The donor is really a bodhisattva, you have donated money to the Dharma conference, and the Buddha has already felt your heart." ”

"That's my own silver, but where can I serve the Buddha in this shop?" She smiled a little slyly.

The two little monks glanced at each other and looked around.

"Donor, are you a spice shop?"

Su Rongyi smiled and nodded.

"Then maybe you can offer some Buddha incense......"

Before the little monk finished speaking, he was pulled by his senior brother.

"Hugh has to say in vain, the donor is not a shop that specializes in selling incense, candles, and yellow paper."

He was reprimanded very aggrieved: "But, but...... We also need high-quality sandalwood in our temple......"

There are many kinds of Buddha incense, there are tower incense, pill incense, loose incense, end incense, refining incense, incense sticks and so on, but to worship the Buddha, or to sandalwood as the top, some temples will also use agarwood, perennial burning of such incense, only the big temple with strong financial resources can do.

The older little monk thought for a while, and said to Su Rongyi: "Don't blame the donor, my junior brother is young and ignorant, and the matter of purchasing spices has always been my uncle, Master Huilun, who is in charge, and we can't control it......"

He paused, "If the benefactor can provide good sandalwood, maybe you can talk to Uncle Huilun." ”

"Your uncle is on the mountain now?"

"Uncle Shi is in Jinling City."

The two major points of wealth in the Buddhist temple, one is vegetarian food, and the other is naturally the Buddha incense, and the method will naturally be more important, for the monks in the temple these two errands are a big fat shortage, where do you dare to take such a thing without some qualifications, presumably this Hui Lun is already a guest of the major spice shops.

Sending the two little monks out, the shopkeeper Cao said to Su Rongyi behind him: "The owner really wants to fight with everyone? ”

If sandalwood can be supplied at the Dharma meeting of Dabaoji Temple, it is certain that all the temples in Jinling will come in droves, and countless believers will naturally follow their incense, which is definitely the best opportunity to make a name for themselves.

Once every five years, I don't know how many powerful businessmen are staring at this Dharma meeting.

It's not easy.

Su Rongyi smiled and said, "Try it." ”

Shopkeeper Cao groaned, "So what do you think of the gift list?" ”

"Gift list?"

Shopkeeper Cao was stunned by her question, "It's a gift for Monk Huilun......"

"He is a monk, and I am afraid that he will not be able to use up the gifts he has received recently."

Shopkeeper Cao is far more proficient than Su Rongyi in the method of currying favor with a monk, he said: "Agarwood rosary, or purple gold bowl, what do you think?" We can ask Qiu Ye for a help or two, and if we pick a few things, we will definitely not be deceived by those profiteers. ”

Su Rongyi shook his head, turned his head to the shopkeeper Cao and said, "Old Cao, monks are also people, although these things are valuable, how do we know if Hui Lun needs them?" ”

Maybe it wouldn't be wrong to send such a thing, but Hui Lun collects literature and plays, just like a talented man receives calligraphy and paintings, and a mediocre person receives gold, which is in line with his identity, but it may not meet his needs.

Shopkeeper Cao was also confused, "Then what does he need as a monk?" ”

Su Rongyi said: "If you are a human being, you will always have needs and thoughts. ”

Shopkeeper Cao saw that she was confident, and he really couldn't figure out her intentions, but he still had to arrange according to her instructions.

******

Hui Lun got up on time on the fifth watch, even at the bottom of the mountain, he still reverently got up and recited the scriptures for an hour.

After reciting the Sutra, he sat down at the table alone and wrote the words for two hours, and respectfully copied the "Lengyan Sutra".

His little apprentice knocked on the door outside, "Master, today's shopkeeper of Langji Zhai has made an appointment to invite you to have lunch in Hesheng Zhai......

He said "um", and the little monk pushed the door in and put on a brand-new monk's robe for him, and put on a string of prayer beads of Qi Nan agarwood.

Hui Lun whispered "Amitabha".

The little monk was puzzled, "Master, this dress is really magnificent. ”

Hui Lun said: "The true Dharma body of the Buddha is like a void; It should be in shape, like the moon in the water. The red face is still dry bones, and the green bamboo is the Dharma body, and there is a body of clothes. ”

Besides, it's a dress.

Over the years, he has realized the mental method in the mortal world, far more than the many years of cultivation in the temple.

Su Rongyi took Jianqiu to wait for Hui Lun and learned that he had not returned.

Jianqiu Nunu said: "Living in such a good place, is it a wine and meat monk?" ”

"Hugh is in vain." Su Rongyi reprimanded: "Dabaoji Temple has such a status, although the errand in charge of the incense in the temple is a mundane matter, if Master Huilun is a layman, do you think the senior monks in the temple can afford him to ruin his reputation like this?" ”

The world only sees that Hui Lun eats well, dresses well, and communicates with wealthy businessmen and giants from time to time, receiving endless gifts and endless customers.

But this kind of practice is far more grinding than asceticism.

Jianqiu still didn't believe it, she felt that this Hui Lun must be like those big families buying, fishing out of oil and water, and her eyes were on the top of her head.

When Hui Lun came back, he learned that someone was waiting for him, and although he was tired, he still invited Su Rongyi's master and servant to enter the door and serve fragrant tea.

He thought of the shopkeeper of Lang Yu Zhai that he had just met, and the other party put forward quite generous conditions, and he also carried out the Zhenguo Mansion intentionally or unintentionally.

Even the abbot can't help but give Zhenguo Gong Xie Miao a few thin noodles.

Who said that a monk is mighty and unyielding? After all, they are in the world, unable to transcend things, and have many last resorts.

Hui Lun sighed softly.

Su Rongyi didn't drink tea: "The master works hard every day, and the time to serve the Buddha may have decreased, so I don't dare to bother you more." ”

Hui Lun felt that she was very eye-catching, "What is the donor's intention, please say." ”

"I have a spice shop to my name."

After she said this, Hui Lun was already planning to call the apprentice to invite someone out, I don't know how many people have done this these days, he will invite in, but he will also invite out soon.

"Master, please listen to me carefully, I am not here to ask the master to do something, but I want to say a few words for you."

Hui Lun wondered: "What does this mean, donor?" ”

"Master, you must be very angry when you are entangled in these silver transactions every day, right?"

"Amitabha," Hui Lun remained calm, "Donor, what the poor monks do is to promote the Dharma, and they don't dare to have any dissatisfaction in their hearts." ”

Su Rongyi said: "Yes, it is not only for the promotion of Buddhism, but also for your temple. There are many monks in your temple, and everyone wants to devote themselves to cultivating the Fa, but someone has to accept the general affairs, and this burden is on you, I'm afraid it's not light, right? ”