Laiyuanyi is near East Street, and strictly speaking, it should belong to the boundary of West Street. There are a large number of outsiders gathered here, and the Qingyuan people prefer to call these visitors from the horizon Huawai people. The shape of the house on the West Street is strange, our country likes civil structure to make a house in ancient times, the house has eaves and edges, other nationalities are not so particular, they do not have a set of feng shui metaphysics, how to build a comfortable house, so that it is comfortable.

Walking on the street and looking at all kinds of people of all colors, strange costumes abound, Qingyuan is no longer strange, the west of the city is not many people in the Great Song Dynasty, it has become a gathering place for these outsiders and ethnic minorities.

At the door of the Yuanyi Lai Yuanyi, there happened to be several Arabs with white turbans on their heads discussing something in a low voice, and Liang Chuan came to the front with a thick face and waited for them to say the same, and then turned his head ** and said: "Long live Allah!" ”

This sudden sentence made the three white scarves immediately echo the sentence: "Long live Allah!" ”

This sentence is more cordial than any brother and brother, and the three white turbans immediately looked at Liang Chuan in awe, only to see Liang Chuan dressed in Hanfu, and his yellow skin and black hair are typical of the Han family, which greatly surprised them.

"Are you also a believer in Allah?" The three people looked at Liang Chuan with a suspicious face, this land in the east is either a believer or a believer, except for the ethnic groups in the northwest, very few people will believe in Allah, just like this southeast coast, it is difficult to spread the oracle of Allah.

Liang Chuan just smiled and asked undeniably, "Do you know a Western businessman Hussein who is also dressed like you?" ”

The three people looked at Liang Chuan with a suspicious look and asked, "Hussein has never liked to deal with you Orientals, he is a fanatical believer in Allah, what do you do, how do you know Hussein?" The three of them mainly saw Liang Chuan's dress, a complete peasant dress, the merchant was ranked last in the Great Song Dynasty, but the status of Western businessmen was not low, according to their vision, they naturally looked down on Liang Chuan, who was dressed as a peasant. In the eyes of these white turbans, the people of the East have a kind of cunning of small farmers, and even the black eyes of the most honest farmers seem to be spinning in the ground, always thinking about what purpose.

Hussein is not an ordinary businessman, his vision is extremely high, how can he easily deal with this peasant, I am afraid that he is a little liar!

"I am a farmer from a small county not far away, I made a deal with Hussein before, and now I come to collect debts!"

Liang Chuan's words made several outsiders suspicious.

Hussein did not like to deal with the Han Chinese, and he rarely did business in person, and often made money quietly by giving it to others, but he was a well-known figure in the circle of these Western businessmen. They have only heard about the money that others owe Hussein, and when have they heard that Hussein owes money to others?

They came to the East to do business, and the seniors told them that no matter whether they can make money here, the first thing is to beware of the scammers in the East, there are many people here who will cheat people, and if they cheat less, they will lose money, and if they sell you ruthlessly, you have to count the money for him! Isn't the Oriental in front of you the Oriental liar that the predecessors said?

"We don't know, you go somewhere else and ask!" The best way is to leave without caring about anything, so that there will be no trouble.

In their opinion, although they don't like Hussein, Hussein is his own person after all, and even if it is difficult, he must be consistent with the outside world.

Liang Chuan didn't expect that he had said it well a second ago, how could he say that he turned his face? Bi Zhaosheng is also incomprehensible in the back, barbarians are barbarians, they don't talk about any etiquette at all, how can they leave before the words are finished?

The two of them couldn't go around the vicinity of Laiyuanyi a few more times, these outsiders all knew Hussein, but no one was willing to say Hussein's whereabouts, as if they had made an appointment, they deliberately avoided Liang Chuan and ran to hide from the debt.

The two of them had no choice but to buy some wine and meat, so they went home first. When the two arrived home, Zhao Di had already made a plaque, this plaque was simply made of wooden boards, and the word Wanda was written on it in black lacquer, Liang Chuan didn't think about another opening ceremony, the head office had already opened, this is a branch, although it will be a big business here in the future, but after all, it is a branch.

Bi Zhaosheng looked at the word Wanda and only felt that the meaning of this name was not bad, ordinary people sold a bone-setting medicine wine, dog skin plaster or something directly on the signboard clearly written, what kind of object do the neighbors want to buy, the right number to enter the store to buy, Liang Chuan's approach Bi Zhaosheng felt that it was quite undesirable, and looked at Liang Chuan in his heart and felt that this person's business was really much worse.

Brother Zhao hung up the signboard and ran to ask Liang Chuan: "Owner, there were a few pairs in our old Xinghua store, but now we have only been matched by someone, and there are still two pairs left, do you want us to hang three pairs in this branch?" ”

Liang Chuan thought about it for a while: "Then hang it, but we promised a reward of five hundred yuan, and there are countless talents in this Qingyuan County, and Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon may soon be righted!" ”

Brother Zhao pouted and said: "I don't think so, everyone's eyes in this place have fallen into the eyes of money, and the academy can't see it, it's not as strong as the academic style of our Tsinghua School in Helu, where are there any readers?" ”

"Qingyuan is full of talents, doing business is sometimes more brainy than reading, you don't just see what is in front of you, reading also needs money, the family is rich to better provide conditions for children, such an environment can sometimes cultivate excellent children, and there are not a few talents in the history of Quanzhou Mansion, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, there is this kind of foundation and is afraid that there will be no talent?"

"Then I'll go play couplets tomorrow."

Bi Zhaosheng and Liang Chuan wandered around for a day, and went back to the store to see the situation first. Liang Chuan asked Shen Yuzhen to go to the stove room to cook on the fire, and for a while, the whole store was empty and idle, so he walked out and walked around the alley.

On the left is the printing shop of the Bi family, the smell of ink wafts everywhere, and there are a lot of stains on the ground, there is really nothing to see, but the gate on the right is hidden every day, and I don't know who lives inside. Liang Chuan leaned in on a whim, and before his eyes could see the scene in the house, a strange fragrance wafted to his nose.

The smell slowly wafted from the crack in the door and went straight to Liang Chuan's nostrils. Liang Chuan walked for a day, and he was waiting for Shen Yuzhen to cook in the store until his stomach was empty, and then he came out to take a walk and divert the protest in his stomach, who knew that when he smelled this fragrance, his saliva almost flowed to his feet.

Liang Chuan took a step and inhaled two puffs of this fragrance, and after two more sips, he felt a feeling of relaxation and pleasure. Unconsciously, the person followed the scent, gently pushed the door in, and walked into the house on the right side of his store, where the door was hidden.

Behind this gate is a long road, grass is everywhere, several stone lampstands made of granite stand on the right side of the road, a huge stone Xuanwu carries a stone tablet, and Liang Chuan did not understand the text on it for a long time. A long and quiet road, Liang Chuan unconsciously followed the fragrance and went deeper and deeper.

At the end of the road, there was a straight turn, a right-angled turn, and then another gate, which was still not closed. Liang Chuan crossed the threshold and bypassed the gate, and there was a big world inside! There are two boxy release ponds in the courtyard, there are seven stone towers and stone scripture buildings by the pool, there is a big hall in front of it, the big hall is written with four big characters of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, this is actually a temple!

Although this hall is extremely majestic, it is dark inside, and there is not even basic incense, unlike other temples that are resplendent and have constant sesame oil. The main hall has fallen into disrepair, even many tiles of the roof have fallen off, and the square in front of the main hall is overgrown with weeds, and it has long since lost its grandeur when it was first built.

Liang Chuan looked down and looked again, there was a pile of stove fire at the root of the temple wall, the green bricks were piled up, the bottom was stuffed with pine branches and firewood, and there was a black iron pot on it.

Liang Chuan picked up an iron spoon on the side, looking at this good pot of fragrant soup so gluttonous, there was no one else watching from the side, for fear that this pot of broth would be mushy, and he was busy stirring around like a thunderbolt, and when he stirred, the whole pot of soup was even more fragrant.

At this time, a middle-aged monk wearing a sparse monk's robe, holding a large bundle of firewood in his arms, walked from the back of the hall to the broth, and was preparing to sacrifice a beautiful sacrifice to the five internal organs temple.

The monk was so anxious that his temples protruded, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and the firewood in his arms was thrown to the ground, picking up the thickest tree trunk, and his mouth was crooked with anger: "Where did you get the ramming!" Dare to go to the Buddha's territory to grab food! ”

Liang Chuan carefully stirred the hot soup in the pot, but he didn't find this monk, and when he heard the scolding, he turned around and suddenly saw a monk rushing over with murderous energy, and hurriedly set up a spoon to block between the two people: "Great monk, what are you doing?" The monks are pure, how can they shout and kill? ”

The monk's eyes widened angrily, and he pointed to the pot of soup and said: "I have been boiling this soup carefully for a long time, and you actually came to pick up the ready-made, even if the Buddha comes to help you intercede today, it is useless, I will fight with you!" ”

"What?" Liang Chuan's brain didn't react, "This is not a pot of broth, you dare to eat meat secretly!" ”

"What about eating meat, the Buddha's wine and meat have passed through the intestines, the Buddha has left in his heart, eat some meat to strengthen his body and better serve the Buddha, you know a fart, quickly put down the spoon for the Buddha Where did you come from and give me back obediently, otherwise hum!"

Liang Chuan laughed when he heard it, it turned out to be a wine and meat monk: "Great monk, I have just moved to your neighborhood, we will be neighbors in the future, you serve the Buddha, and I often accompany the Buddha, you see, do you want to share a bite of this soup with me?" ”