Chapter 66: The Chicken or the Egg?

After talking for a long time, Sun Simiao was a little thirsty, and he didn't wait for Chen Bodhi to greet him, he lifted the teapot and poured a large cup by himself, which was a whale sucking cow drink. A handful of sparse beards stained with a lot of tea foam. When he was done, he wiped his mouth with the old sleeve.

"Huh?"

seemed to be a little unconvinced, so Sun Simiao took the teapot and poured another cup. This time, I didn't have the last whale sucking cow drink, but took a small sip.

"The five flavors in the tea, sweet and sour, bitter, spicy and salty, layer upon layer, are deeply highlighted, not bad. This bastard has a good fortune. ”

"When did the old bull nose learn to figure out the number of fate. It's amazing, it's amazing......"

This "crazy old man" seems to have a natural conflict with Sun Simiao. If you don't agree with each other, you will be scared.

Sun Simiao didn't mind, just squinted at it, and continued to taste the tea soup in his hand, not caring about the crazy old man's chattering sarcasm.

Chen Bodhi didn't know the situation, and it was not easy to talk about it. So he turned to the little monk on the side, trying to break this embarrassing situation.

Salute with your hands folded.

"Yesterday's incident is thanks to the timely help of the little master, Chen Bodhi is grateful......"

"Chen Gongzi doesn't have to be polite. It's not enough to raise your hands. What's more, Gongzi and my Buddhism have a lot of connections. There is cause and effect, good deeds and good results, say that the little monk saved you, or didn't you save the little monk?"

"Hmph...... It's all thunderbolts! ”

The "crazy old man" muttered secretly, but his voice was too low, so Sun Simiao, who was drinking tea on the side, listened to it.

Sun Simiao's hand holding the teacup froze for a moment, and then put it into his mouth again, just the glimmer of essence that flashed in his eyes, and then the inaudible sigh. Caught by the crazy old man on the side. He was greeted with a slightly mocking look.

Chen Bodhi was not aware of this small piece of filthiness that happened beside him.

is young, and he is a pretending goods. Chen Bodhi thought to himself, but in the end, people saved him, and Chen Bodhi was not too venomous, and the words that rushed to his mouth made him swallow deeply again. But his narrow-minded temperament can't be changed.

So Chen Bodhi asked with a smile on his face.

"What is the cause and what is the effect?"

"Cause is a cause, effect is an effect......."

"What is the cause and what is the effect?"

Chen Bodhi asked again.

So the whole conversation became a confrontation between Chen Bodhi and the little monk.

As the conversation between the two went too deep, Chen Bodhi's questions began to become more and more tricky. So the following conversation came about.

"Buddhism pays attention to cultivating the afterlife? Sow the cause in this life, and reap the fruit in the next. That being the case, I have a doubt. ”

"Chen Gongzi, please speak up, the little monk may be able to answer a ...... or two"

Chen Bodhi's aggressiveness made the little monk also begin to have a-for-tat meaning. This Buddha is also angry.

"My question is very simple, do you say that the chicken came first, or did the egg come first?"

Chen Bodhi had a playful smile on his face.

The little monk frowned, thought for a long time, and didn't come up with an answer, and sighed.

"The little monk doesn't know ......"

This argument about cause and effect finally ended up with Chen Bodhi leaving the little monk speechless with questions that still had no answers after a thousand years. Looking at the little monk touching his head and thinking, Chen Bodhi smiled. It's all a thousand-year-old fox, which one of you are playing with me.

In the end, the little monk of the Three Laws, who was struggling to think, was asked by Chen Bo and didn't even have the heart to eat lunch. I kept babbling about it.

"First came the chicken, or came first the egg? Chicken or egg......"

In the name of discussing the Dharma, the little monk with the three precepts of the Dharma lived in this small courtyard.

After lunch

Chen Bodhi lay on the patio to cool off. The two little ones were coaxed by Jinse to take a nap. Chen Bodhi was lying on a rattan chair, holding a large pu fan and shaking it back and forth. Jin Se sat on a small bench and did needlework on the side.

After a morning, plus a noon. Jin Se also figured it out and was not so shy. In fact, the matter is very simple, but Childe saw that he was too tired, so he hugged himself to bed, and then the two of them slept together in the same bed, and they didn't take off their clothes, what could happen? What's more, in Jin Se's eyes, Childe is still a "child". Thinking of this, Jin Se tightened his hands again. Xu thought of something, and the whole ear began to turn red again.

Autumn is crisp, and with a heavy rain last night, the weather has finally changed. Chen Bodhi was writing and painting in the small study, not knowing what he was tinkering with. There are only two ice basins in this small study. Don't underestimate these two ice basins, this is the Chen family's small courtyard. The high-ranking families outside may not be able to have such treatment. The ice used in this summer is often the square blocks that were cut out by specialized ice miners on the Great Lake of Kawazawa last winter when the ice was three feet deep. It was then sold to the big families and stored in a special cellar for the next summer.

However, this year's year was not good, the sun was scorching, and it did not rain for two months. Even the ice stored in the cellar is not one in ten. Fortunately, according to the experience of the future market, Chen Bodhi came up with a saltpeter ice making method. That's what makes this summer less difficult. Several elders and relatives and friends followed Chen Bodhi and did not get less wet, especially Qin Shubao, the prince of Yiguo, who fought everywhere in the past few years, and his body was injured everywhere, he didn't feel anything when he was young, and his body was especially bad when he was old, and he couldn't stand the heat and cold. Not to mention the fresh and delicious food.

Speaking of which, I have to talk about the livelihood of the people. This year's severe drought in Guanzhong and the ravages of locusts have made the failure of the grain harvest in Guanzhong a foregone conclusion.

Listening to Jinse's complaints, the price of rice has risen rapidly in the past few days, and it can be said that it is one price a day. If this was placed in previous years, the doumi would only be ten cents. This is now almost up to 100 Wen, a full increase of more than ten times. This is still Li Shimin saw that the situation was not good, and ordered Dali Temple to strictly investigate the hoarding of Juqi, and Chen Bi'an threw all the big grain merchants in Chang'an City into the edict of Dali Temple in one go. This has calmed down rising food prices a bit.

However, this is only a temporary measure, and in the final analysis, it is a symptom rather than a cure, and food prices are still rising steadily. I'm afraid that waiting until winter is the real test. When the time comes, it will not only be the problem of not enough food to eat, but also the hungry people in the middle of the road. I heard that Chang'an City has begun to have surrounding victims entering the city in the past few days.

Before Chen Bodhi crossed over, he was on a mission in Africa for a while. And it was South Africa, where the situation was the most volatile, so he had the deepest knowledge of famine and the unrest that followed. There is also a deep sense of worry.