Three hundred and fifty-fifth

It took a lot of time to get down a ritual event, and when Qin Ying got off the wooden platform, walked to his wing room to change into his regular clothes, and re-wrapped it into a rice dumpling that did not penetrate the gaps, the sunset was already slowly falling. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Ying briefly asked the accounts of the two people in charge, and after checking that they were correct, he instructed that this year's scheduling is not as good as last year, and if the big head can't be saved, it will be saved in the subsection. The person in charge of the Daoist is the one who knows the situation of Xihuaguan best, and when he heard that Qin Ying's mind was clear, he nodded and agreed.

At the beginning, Qin Ying served as the master of the view, and chose these two people as his confidants, simply with the idea of trying it out, and did not have any high hopes. Now that a few months have passed, Qin Ying has been very relieved of them. Handing the account back to the two, she got into the car parked at the side door of the temple. Although there are not many pilgrims in Xihuaguan, she has developed the habit of not competing with others early on.

If it's another viewer, it's eager to steal everyone's attention every time it appears.

Qin Ying was criticized by the popular lecture in Daxingshan Temple and ruined his reputation, so he kept a low profile in the court and in the community.

Qin Ying, who was sitting in the carriage, took a cup and sipped slowly, and at the blessing ceremony just now, he chanted two volumes of prayers with the Taoists, causing his throat to smoke and thirst.

After drinking half of the drink but still not seeing the car moving, Qin Ying was not in a hurry to go home, but she couldn't help but poke her head out of the curtain tent and ask the coachman what happened.

Hearing this, the coachman raised his whip slightly, turned it on his knee, looked back and explained: "The cross street is narrow and there are no ox carts, and we will go again when this cart passes." ”

Qin Ying bowed his head and took a look at the car on the opposite side. The green ox who was still in the prime of life was not dragging the carriage with a noose, behind it was a very long flat wooden cart, surrounded by high railings, Qin Ying stretched his neck and didn't know what was inside, but it looked like something very important.

The coachman pulled the reins and led the oxen aside, letting out the vacant space where the car was originally located, allowing the ox cart on the opposite side to drive by, but he didn't expect the car to stop at the side corner door of Xihuaguan.

Qin Ying was surprised when he saw this. The accounts she had seen did not record the huge expenses of a cart of things.

A man dressed in a gray jog jumped out of the car, bolted the ox and knocked on the heavy gate, and then raised his hand because of the cold sleeves.

The little boy who answered the door thought that Qin Ying had killed a horse gun, and after opening the door diligently, he lowered his head and said, "What else does the master command.

The humble man bowed his hand and said: "I am the Xingde rice shop in the West Market, because the shopkeeper thanked Qin Guan Master for him a year ago to guide him in feng shui, and now the business of the rice shop is much better, and the shopkeeper sent me to repay this great favor." ”

The two little boys looked at each other, and then the one with the camera spirit rushed to the person in charge, described the matter, and drew with both hands an exaggerated large circle to show how high the back of the ox cart was.

When Qin Ying heard this, she remembered that she did seem to have done a good thing a year ago.

At that time, she lived in Xuandu Guan, and the master of Xuandu Guan asked her to observe the price fluctuations of rice shops in the West Market, and each bucket of rice was a few copper plates, so as to learn the law of divination.

Qin Ying abided by the teachings of the Lord, and went to the rice street in the West Market every afternoon, and saw that the price of the one at the end was low, so he talked with the shopkeeper, and finally Qin Ying said that if he moved the rice shop away from that street, he would spend more money to rent a good shop.

To this end, she studied a floor plan of the West Market with the shopkeeper.

Later, Qin Ying rarely went to the West Market, so I don't know if the boss of the rice shop listened to her light advice. The decision to relocate was not so easy to make. Not to mention the troublesome procedures, it also involves a lot of energy. The shopkeeper of the rice shop was already poor, and it may be very rare for him to listen to the words of an outsider.

When Qin Ying entered the palace, he only left the palace once for several months, and he just went to Xixinzhai in Dongshi to get a Buddha statue painting for three days. After that, Qin Ying went out of the palace to become the master of the temple and had a house, and the Taoist and Mei Sanniang were responsible for the purchase. Qin Ying went to the teahouse in the East and West City at most to sit down, and there was no rice shop involved at all, so she didn't find that the inconspicuous rice shop had changed its name and location.

Thinking of this, Qin Ying couldn't help but feel that this was not what it used to be.

The Taoist in charge exchanged a few polite words with the man, first deducing that he was not the master of the temple and could not make a false claim, and then reluctantly agreed to the whole cart of food.

Although the world is stable, the rice only needs three or four yuan, but the money and silk owned by Xihuaguan are already so rich, after all, there are 20 people in the temple who eat every day, and the incense, candle and lamp oil ordered every day is also a big expense.

According to the man, this cart of grain has 300 stones.

When the Taoist in charge heard this number, his heart sank, and he thought that this was equivalent to the great kindness of the shopkeeper of the rice shop to donate to the Taoist temple.

Qin Ying pricked up his ears and vaguely heard a little bit, covering his heart with both hands, for fear that he would hear something wrong. Her monthly salary is only a few dozen stones, and the shopkeeper is really out of the old things.

However, it can also show that Mipu has undergone earth-shaking changes because of Qin Ying's words.

Without Qin Ying's guidance, it is estimated that the shopkeeper will continue to lose money, and in the end, he will not be able to make a living.

In this way, Qin Ying was not so embarrassed, and the Taoist in charge accepted the cart of grain.

The first three days of the new year will be open as usual, but most of the shops inside will not be able to accept customers. Qin Ying planned to go to Xingde Rice Shop in the West Market in a few days, and took the return gift to personally thank the shopkeeper for his generosity.

Pay somebody back in the same coin. It is human nature to usher in what is sent.

When the Taoist in charge called two helpers to remove the high threshold of the corner gate, the ox cart full of grain entered the Taoist temple, and Qin Ying beckoned the coachman to leave quickly.

Since the men didn't know that they had passed by the Xihua Viewer, they simply missed it. We'll see you again in the future.

On the second day of the New Year, Qin Ying got up, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Mei Sanniang standing by the patio with a basin, and said happily: "There are guests here today, you go to the front hall to take a look, and you will be surprised." ”

Qin Ying blinked her eyes that hadn't woken up yet, reached out and touched her chin to think about the word "guest" in Mei Sanniang's mouth.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Qin Ying brought Liu Yun into the mansion, which meant that he would live here permanently in the first month. He had been in retreat in the Taiyi Hall for several months, and it was time to see people through the wind, but young people were still at the age of playfulness, and it was not good to stay in one place and suffocate it. As for today, who will be the uninvited guest?

Qin Ying hurriedly washed up and entered the front hall, only to see Qin Xi, who had been thinking about him for a month before, sitting at the head of the front hall, leisurely drinking the tea soup of Ming Lifeng, and said to Mei Sanniang with a smile: "I want to go back to my mother's house in the second year of junior high school." ”

"Sister!" As soon as Qin Ying stomped his foot at the door, he strode over and threw himself on Qin Xi's body.

"Why are you still naughty when you're such an adult?" Qin Xi patted Qin Ying's back. (To be continued.) )