The day after the fire in the old warehouse, Wen Cheng handed over the sketch of the foundation he had drawn overnight to Niu Er.

Dismantling the old warehouse and rebuilding the foundation is not a project that can be done in three or two days.

According to the rough sketch presented by the text, it was enough for the dozens of craftsmen called by Niu Er and the conscripts sent by the county lieutenant and county Cheng to work for a while.

gave the drawings to Niu Er, and Wen Cheng left the construction site alone.

The Zhou and Zheng families, large and small, old and young, ate and lived in the county warehouse, helping with cooking and miscellaneous affairs.

On the construction site, it is much better than eating at home! All of them are talented, and they speak well...... You are the guy arranged by Lord Wen, who dares to offend you?

Isn't it nice to speak in front of you?

Don't talk about Lord Wen, when you are cooking, your spoon shakes......

Don't offend the cook before eating, otherwise the spit

Don't mess with your wife before going to bed, otherwise you will sleep in the living room

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Every day, the oil and meat are continuous, and the food is full every day.

Zhang's butcher shop sent over the pig's large intestine and stewed soybeans with fat intestines. Good taste, big oil and water, nutritious...... It's everyone who understands: high protein!

Tofu is sent to the construction site!

As for who checks out in the end... Wen Cheng will not care.

The fat man in the county temple stove room has already aroused the indignation of all officials, so let him lose weight!

Master Cang Cao Gou can't keep him - in the past, Lord Gou took care of his relatives, and now they are united to start building their own restaurant.

People Gou are known as "Shapi", not "Shabi".

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Wen Cheng still had something to do, and it was very important: he had his eyes on the land of the mountain of the back of his feet again.

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The instep mountain in the east of the city is five miles away from the county seat of Han'an.

Its mountain resembles the instep of a giant, not high, slow and flat; On the instep, there are nearly 1,000 acres of slope.

The olecranon peak behind is steep and treacherous.

The eagle's beak peak is connected to the instep mountain, and from a distance, it looks like the calf of a giant, connected to the soles of the feet.

There is a stream, a forest, and a temple on the hill of the foot.

There was an old monk in the temple, and there were two young monks.

In fact, "monks" are not allowed to be called indiscriminately, just like those who come out of the "worship room" are not qualified to be called "eunuchs...... The grade is low, do you think you are a eunuch if you cut off the root of evil?

Think beautifully

Fang Yin in the temple of the instep mountain can only be called "host" and "sand gate".

Presiding: In charge of the daily affairs of a small temple; Equivalent to "manager"

Shaman: Good at explaining the meaning of the scriptures and developing believers. It's equivalent to "trainer" and "pulling people's heads".

Abbot: This is the "general manager" level of the person; It is not necessary to manage one temple, it is possible to manage several branches at the same time.

To put it bluntly: the big temple has an abbot, and the small temple has a host.

It is equivalent to: large counties are county orders, and small counties are county magistrates.

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Wen Cheng led Su Jian, Wu Liang and the deer dog... Forget it, the Buddha Gate Pure Land, or call him Ganning;

The four of them arrived at Instep Mountain in the afternoon.

When I arrived at the mountain, I saw that the mountain gate was narrow and the temple was dilapidated.

At this time, Buddhism was not flourishing; It had to wait until the Eastern Jin Dynasty and the Northern and Southern Dynasties that Emperor Wu of Liang teamed up with the scholars to raise the status of Buddhism to a very high position.

Traditional Confucian culture, "the body is the hair and skin, the parents are received, dare not destroy, and the beginning of filial piety".

Therefore, Buddhism, which requires "shaving", was difficult to become bigger and stronger in the Han Dynasty.

Approaching the temple gate, a small novice came out

I saw that this little novice was twelve or thirteen years old; With a round face and crooked eyes, it gives people the feeling of being happy without smiling, but festive!

The little novice shaved his head; Xu has not shaved his scalp for a long time, and a few inches of short hair have grown on his head, just like the small flat head of later generations.

At first glance, Wen Cheng was taken aback; Facing the little novice, he asked, "Pretty boy, is there any Coke?" Sprite will do too! ”

I saw that the little novice was still in a daze...... Are you stunned when you meet your companion for the first time?

Wen Cheng asked again: "Are there any cigarettes?" I'm hungry! What about chewing gum? ”

Little Novice scratched his head, not knowing how to respond...... Why is this man so strange? Why can't you understand the Han'an dialect that you clearly say?

However, in our small temple, it is rare to have a guest officer, so we can't let him run away!

The little novice asked: "Amitabha, is the donor here to offer incense?"

…… Hey, white is happy!

It seems that he is destined to come to the end of the Han Dynasty alone!

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Wen Cheng entered the temple gate, Su Jian took out a piece of soap, and cleaned his hands with the basin of water offered by the little novice.

The three of them also took turns washing their hands with soap, and the little novice's eyes were straight

…… What's that? So fragrant? It smells delicious.

When he came to the main hall, Wen Cheng didn't bother to care which gods were enshrined in the main hall. Su Jian took out a plate of incense from the blanket again, set up the tray holder, and lit the plate of sandalwood.

The curling, subtle and stubborn aroma of cigarette smoke gradually spreads; Let people smell, the mood is peaceful, and the faint and elegant fragrance is refreshing.

I just feel that the world is leisurely and there is no need for chaos, let alone a runny nose...

It's just smoked and I want to sneeze a little

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Burning incense, worshipping the Buddha, worshipping the Buddha... It's a donation of merit!

A layman

Wen Cheng asked Gan Ning to take out a few golden beans and put them all into the merit box

With a clang, the little novice twitched; Clank dropped another golden bean from the box, and the little novice pumped it again......

Gan Ning, who is paid for by others, doesn't change his face and doesn't care, what are you little kid smoking?

Gan Ning is also sincere, and there are five or six golden beans that he took out. When Gan Ning wanted to put the last two golden beans into the merit box, he was snatched by Wen Cheng.

"Little master, can I ask a few questions?" Wen Cheng looked at the little novice with a smile.

"Amitabha, the donor just asks" big customers in person, what else can't people ask? Little Shami admonished himself.

"Little master?"

"The little monk is called dust"

"Gui Geng this year?"

"The Little Monk is 12 years old"

…… The more Wen Cheng asked, the faster he ......

"Your master's name?"

"The master is called Fang Yin"

"How's your temple's business?"

"Not good! Uh...... "The little novice has been choking for a long time, and he hasn't slowed down."

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Wen Cheng threw a golden bean into the merit box, and put the other into the little novice's hand. After asking Fang Yin Shamen to play chess in the back mountain, he took the three of them and went to the back mountain......

When I arrived at the back mountain, I saw an old man from afar, who was sitting under the tea tree and drinking tea with a young man.

(What tea was drunk in the Han Dynasty is not discussed here)

It is really difficult to coax this old man's land and copper coins over......

Phew, I want to cooperate with his old man!

It's just that Wen Cheng plans not to pay a penny

- What do you say? Didn't you put six golden beans in it before?

This old man is called Fang Yin, and he is a monk halfway. The position is to host + trainer, and he is also a master who eats by playing tricks and mixing wheat rice;

And he is an old man who came out of the palace, a master of intrigue, and a leading figure who deceives himself.

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What does the father-in-law in the palace love the most?

Money, money, money!

Therefore, Fang Yin Shamen relied on lending money to businessmen and small families in Han'an County on weekdays, eating some interest to make up for the deficit caused by the temple's poor business.

If you think about it, Wen Cheng intends to move him, and this is difficult......

Hell-level

I had to turn on the comparison mode

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"Riding the sea on the pole, a flock of idle gulls in the snow waves; Cloth shoes mountaineering, cuiwei in the middle of the edge of the old man"

Wen Cheng groaned loudly, shook three times in one step, and slowly approached the two of them

"The gossip in the world is written off; Ancient sages and sages,-for-tat"

Wait for Gan Ning to step forward and support the sandalwood

"Hahaha, Xiuzhu to Menyunli Temple, taste tea against the immortals. The two monks played against each other and went toe-for-tat; But I don't know who is the great sage and who is the great saint? ”

The two of them haven't had time to taste the faint sandalwood, and they are presented with such a poem is not a poem, a word is not a word, and it is not like the words of the Buddhist scriptures.

I don't know how to do it;

I only feel that this benefactor seems to have a deep relationship with my Buddha, and the words he says contain deep Zen and philosophy.

This benefactor is so profound!

I didn't understand a word, and I felt that it made sense......

That young novice got up and slapped a single palm to ask: "Amitabha, the donor is coming, there is a disappointment, a sin..."

Wen Cheng also replied with a single palm: "It's okay, it's okay, if you don't talk about things in the world, you are a person who has nothing to do in the world."

I am bored of traveling, but I never thought that in this place of vine and basket scenery, I was fortunate to meet the holy monk, and I was very lucky! ”

An old monk kneeling on a futon.

At this moment, from the refreshing and non-existent sandalwood fragrance, I turned around:

"The donor is elegant, if you don't think this place is vulgar and simple, but please sit down and drink a cup of bad tea!"

Wen Cheng smiled slightly, and did not refuse; Kneel down opposite the old monk

The young novice turned around to make tea; Gan Ning, Su Jian, and Wu Liang stood a few steps away.

Fang Yin spread his hand with one hand, signaling Wen Cheng to play with him; Where would Wen Cheng get this black and white thing!

Backgammon is about the same...... That's it, it's not just a primary school student.

Those who are over the third grade will not be accompanied

I saw that Wen Cheng didn't care about Fang Yin, slowly raised his head, and slowly looked at the hundred-year-old tea trees above his head and beside him; and twisted his neck leisurely,

Look at the stream in the distance...... Hey? At the junction of the eagle's beak peak and the instep mountain, there is a cave from the ground, which is not small.

After reading this, I turned my head.

Pick up a sunspot and place it casually on the board.

This can stump Fang Yin: this gentleman in front of him is definitely not a person of ordinary origin!

His language is deeply philosophical and Zen; His actions are uninhibited and chic; It looks ordinary... Back to basics? Its gods, with fullness, the superior looks down on all kinds of ants, but it is easy-going and leisurely, just like a Buddhist overhaul......

In a word: it doesn't look good, and the aura is extremely powerful!

It's like Ma Yunyun

"Hiss..."This master, this son falls in a high position, what does this mean? And what is the backhand? How many hands does it take for this ambush to show its power? Do you want to eat in me, or eat our house?

(What hug to eat, door to eat, Go terminology.) The monk didn't understand either. ）

Wen Cheng actually saw that the position was empty, how could there be so many twists and turns!

It's like the other party taking the lead, and as soon as he appears, he shows the appearance of a top master everywhere

- Who knows if this product is Qiu Qianren, or Qiu Qianzhang?

But the other party is afraid!

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Poor Fang Yin, I don't know how many brain cells have been unjustly killed

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Wen Cheng smiled secretly...... is a faint smile: "Monks don't have to worry, losing is winning, winning is losing."

Winning or losing, winning or losing, is just a cold yellow flower, smoke fans and withered grass; Success or failure turns empty, why bother into obsession?

The sun and the moon are like a frightening pill, which can be described as floating! But lying quietly is a small prolongation; Personnel are like flying dust, which can be described as hard work! But meditation is great freedom. ”

With a flick of the hand, the game is chaotic

Fang Yin was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Hahaha, our family... Amitabha, the poor monk has fallen into the cliché! Hahaha, the donor is wonderful! Please move and deign, the little temple chief talks about the Dharma, okay? ”

Hee-hee... I'm waiting for you!

In broad daylight, in front of so many people, I really can't do it!

Let's go......

Let's play a conspiracy behind closed doors......

Amitabha Buddha is a peaceful exchange and friendly consultation,

Create a better new future together!

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(These two chapters are hard to write.) It can't be too obscure, but every sentence must imply the Buddha's truth; It also needs to be logical and common sense.

At the same time, it is in line with Fang Yin's character: since he is a person who retreats bravely from the palace, he must know the danger of the struggle.

This man must be suspicious, thoughtful, and thoughtful; He saw through winning and losing, and dared to give up;

Fang Yin in his later years, only with money in hand, will he feel secure.

I really want to give up this character, but in the third chapter, I have already laid the foreshadowing through Chao Xi's mouth......

Don't dare to perfunctory readers......

At this time, Wen Cheng really wanted to shout:

Chao Xi, you bastard! Why didn't Ray hack you?