Recognizing the location, the scalper was also ready to turn back, but at this time, he heard the waiting Huazi homeless people call a Buddha horn unevenly, and then smelled a sweet fragrance of millet porridge in his nose, and his stomach gurgled.

Suddenly, the scalper thought of last night when he planned with his mother, he mentioned the matter of manpower, according to the old lady, manpower is not the problem, as long as the old Huang family hangs out a sign to accept apprentices, it is not a problem to recruit hundreds of people within three days, and they are all long-term workers who are willing to work for nothing for three years and only eat and drink.

But the scalper thinks that such long-term workers can only be used as long-term workers, and if they want to ask these long-term workers to do something else, it will be troublesome, so they have to listen to the words of the gentleman in their dreams and make another plan.

After thinking about it, the scalpers changed from running to walking, and looked at the beggars who lined up to receive porridge all the way, and found that most of them were middle-aged and elderly people, and then there were homeless people who dragged their families, but there were not many children under the age of ten called Hanako, only three or five, and most of them followed behind the old Hanako.

Walked to the main entrance of Dinghui Temple, the scalper stopped and stood on the side of the road and squatted to observe carefully, and saw that the monks set up a five-zhang grass shed on the roadside in front of Dinghui Temple, and there were five large pots in it, and the millet porridge in the pot was boiling viscous by the fire.

Most of the people who come to receive the porridge bring their own bowls, each person can receive a full bowl of vegetable porridge, not to mention, there is a monk sitting in front of a long case on the side of the porridge shed, and the person who receives the porridge only needs to go to the case and press a handprint on a paper book, and can also receive three copper coins. However, it was not just about receiving money, the scalper noticed that the monks were also carefully observing the homeless people and beggars who received the porridge, and said something to some of them who seemed to be in good health, and most of those people left after saying the Buddha's name of thanks, and only a few of them turned around and walked to the side of the porridge shed to eat porridge.

After a while, about fifty or sixty beggars and homeless people received the porridge, and all of them received the porridge and money and turned away, and among the homeless people were also dragging their families, only a few of the homeless people who looked like they were single remained, and they could also get an extra portion of vegetable porridge, and then they saw a monk in charge take these people away.

At this time, another group of monks came out of the Dinghui Temple, but with tables, chairs, benches and several large baskets covered with cloth, followed by the scalpers heard a noise on the road behind them, turned their heads and saw that there were a hundred and ten coolies and rough men in short shirts walked up quickly, and the team did not line up directly to help the monks set up the seats and benches and sat down, and soon everyone was placed in front of a bowl of hot porridge and two mixed noodles with chopsticks.

Looking at the wondering, a young monk came out of the Dinghui Courtyard with a pencil case-like thing, and then went to the table one by one to talk to these coolies, and took out a piece of various colors of bamboo chips from the pen case and put them in front of everyone, the scalpers looked carefully, the heads of the bamboo chips were dyed with red, green, blue and white, and the coolies did not speak, and after eating quickly, they got up with the bamboo chips and went to the east gate.

After watching this for a while, I roughly understood the process of the porridge in the Dinghui Courtyard, and the scalper got up and prepared to leave, who thought that an old monk with a basket walked towards the scalper, and said with a smile: "Little Housheng, but hungry?" ”

The scalper was stunned, but the old monk walked in front of him in two steps, first took out a multigrain cookcake from the basket and stuffed it into the scalper's hand, and then reached out and touched the scalper's shoulder bones and arms, his eyes were full of joy, and then enthusiastically took the scalper's hand and said: "Let's go eat a bowl of hot porridge, and then talk about others!" Just go! Just go! ”

After speaking, he turned his head and walked along the road, the scalper looked, but also saw a lot of squatting old flowers on the side of the road, the old monk walked all the way, all the way to the flowers to send cooking cakes, but although the flowers took the cooking cakes to thank them, but looked at the old monk's face but was not grateful, only a look that could not tell whether it was vigilance or fear.

After thinking about it, the scalper didn't go to eat any porridge, turned around with the cooking cake and went home.

When he walked past the old monk's side, he saw from the corner of his eye that the old monk who was cooking cakes looked up at him, although the old monk still had a smile on his face, but the scalper felt that his eyes were a little cold, so that his back suddenly itched.

After walking a short distance, the scalper turned a corner in the direction of his home, and found that in the side alley next to a small shop on the side of the street, several little beggars were sitting around drinking porridge, and his heart suddenly moved.

So he walked over and asked, "Why don't you take the bread?" ”

There were five little beggars, three boys and two girls, one big and one young, who were the ones that the scalpers saw just now, and when they saw them following behind the old beggars, they thought they were not a gang, but now they don't understand. The little beggar was the oldest, and he looked like a teenager of fourteen or fifteen when he saw the scalper coming, and his expression became alert, and he put down the porridge bowl in his hand and shouted, "What do you want to do?" ”

The scalper threw the cake in his hand, stopped and asked, "I just want to ask why you came here to hide and not receive the cake." ”

The hostility in the beggar boy's eyes was even worse, and he replied, "Why do you want to listen?" ”

The scalper thought for a while, handed over the cooking cake in his hand and said, "Say, how about this cake for you?" ”

When the beggar boy heard this, he looked at the ox carefully, and did not speak for a long time. The scalper thought about it, reached out and touched his pocket, and found that there were more than a dozen coins in it, so he took it out and said, "Don't want bread?" How do I make money? ”

Seeing the copper coin that the scalper took out, the hostility in the beggar boy's eyes was undiminished, but he said, "You are not from Dinghui Academy?" ”

The scalper was even more suspicious, so he said calmly: "My name is Scalper, my family used to live in the west of the city, and I just moved here." Do you know the Niujia store at the south gate? It was my family's old store, and it won't be long before it will be changed back to the Huang family's store. ”

After hearing what the scalper said, the hostility in the beggar boy's eyes finally relaxed, and seeing that his eyes finally fell on the copper coin in the scalper's hand, he squinted his eyes and said, "The monk can't eat the bread!" ”

"Why?" When the scalper heard the surprise, he simply took two steps forward, stuffed the copper coin into the beggar boy's hand, and said in a low voice: "Tell me quickly, I also think that the monk has a ghost!" ”

Before the beggar boy could speak, an older beggar girl on the side cried and cried vaguely: "My brother just ate the cake given by the old monk and had a stomachache, so he disappeared." ”

The scalper couldn't understand this, so he could only come to see the beggar boy, and the young man thought about it and said: "We privately guessed that the old monk of Dinghui Temple was a thief and kidnapper, and he had lost a lot of people in recent months, and a few of them had a stomachache after eating the cake he gave, and they were rescued by the people of Dinghui Temple and then disappeared. ”

After hearing the great curiosity, the scalper began to recall the monk who made the cake, but he felt a little strange when he looked at people, but he didn't find any signs that he was a kidnapper.

I couldn't figure it out and didn't want to think about it, so I got down to business: "My old store is about to open, and there is a lack of some cleaning and miscellaneous girls, do you want to have a full meal every day?" ”