"Yi'er, Dad thought about it all night." Tang Xiucai said with red eyes: "Maybe what you said makes sense, but Dad can't help but not go to Tianfei Palace!" ”

"Why, I know it's a pit, but I still have to jump!" Tang Yi asked puzzled.

Tang Xiucai sighed and said with a wry smile: "Yi'er, it's not easy to make money, when my father was setting up a stall yesterday, he saw someone fighting because of the stall and almost died." If it weren't for the master of the Tianfei Palace to speak, my father wouldn't even be able to set up a stall. ”

There is no rainbow without wind and rain, and after a day of experience, Tang Xiucai seems to have matured a lot.

"Regardless of whether the true master is pure kindness or what purpose he has, Dad doesn't have to choose. If you can't get tired of writing a few more words, you can think of it as practicing calligraphy. Yi'er, my father is a man, he wants to support this family and support his son! ”

After Tang Xiucai finished speaking, he got up and walked downstairs quickly. He didn't want his son to see the tears in the corners of his eyes, Tang Xiucai didn't hate the truth, on the contrary, he was very grateful to this master, no matter what, he Tang Shen could earn money and let his son eat enough, for him, all the meaning of life was to pull his son to adulthood.

He hated himself, why was he so incompetent! I can't even find a decent job, it's useless to be a scholar, and I'm talking about a waste like myself!

Tang Xiucai silently wiped away his tears, raised his head, as if nothing had happened, grinned, and walked out of the alley quickly. After that, after copying half of the scriptures every day, the rest of the time will be set up to write, and the sooner you go, the more time you will have left, and the more money you can earn......

Tang Xiucai thought optimistically, but ignored the fact that a small tail followed behind his buttocks. Tang Yi was out of breath, hurried all the way, and waited until his father arrived at the Tianfei Palace before he came.

"Yi'er, what are you doing here?"

Tang Xiucai hurriedly grabbed Tang Yi, he remembered how angry the little guy was yesterday, for fear that he would come to make trouble today, he pulled Tang Yi under the big tree on the side, leaned down, and made eye to eye with his son.

"Yi'er, you feel sorry for your father, your father knows it, but your father really can't do anything else except this. In the past, my father didn't understand what it meant to be under a low eaves and had to bow his head, but now I know it. ”

I'm afraid that no one in this world will talk to his son like Tang Xiucai, almost in a low voice, Tang Yi's nose is sour. In my memory, my father is a proud person, if it weren't for himself, he would be willing to be exposed to the wind and sun, and even want to slap the monks in the temple, how can he save his face!

Tang Yi was really moved, "Dad, the child is not here to make trouble, but the child has some ideas to make money, you don't have to work hard." ”

Tianfei Palace is in the old city of Liuhe Fort, and it is dedicated to Tianfei Niangniang Mazu, that is, the sea god who shelters thousands of sailors. At the beginning of the Yongle period, the Ming Dynasty created an unprecedented seven voyages to the West, covering half the world. And every time before going to sea, Zheng He, the eunuch of the Three Treasures, would pay tribute to the god of the sea in the Tianfei Palace in Liuhe Fort and pray for blessings.

Judging from the results of seven trips to the West, Tianfei Niangniang is really effective!

Tang Yi, under the guidance of his father, took a turn in the temple. In front of the "Tongfan Deeds Monument" of the Three Treasure Eunuchs, Tang Yi folded his hands and muttered silently, and after finishing speaking, he turned around and left. Back to the office stall outside the temple,

Tang Xiucai was observing his son's expression all the way, and couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Yi'er, do you really have a way to get money?" ”

"Why, daddy doesn't believe in children?"

"Of course I believe that Yi'er is the best!" Tang Xiucai stretched out his thumb, and then said weakly: "Yi'er, Dad wants to break his head, but he didn't think of any idea to make money, what can you do?" ”

"If you want to say a way, that's a lot!"

Tang Yi's eyebrows fluttered, and he said with a smile: "Speaking of which, the conditions of the Tianfei Palace are good, and there are many pilgrims, but they are too monotonous to meet the needs of pilgrims at different levels, so there is not much money for incense." ”

Looking at his father's confused appearance, Tang Yi couldn't help but smile and said, "Take the incense of the Buddha as an example, there is only one in the Tianfei Palace." However, some people have a high status and a lot of wealth, so they want to be more pious, and they don't want to be the same as the lower riba people, what should they do, it's very simple, the incense should be longer and thicker and bigger, and ordinary incense will cost a few copper coins, or even don't. Two feet long will cost one tael of silver, two and a half feet five taels, and three feet twenty taels and five feet...... That's so shameless, forget it. ”

Tang Xiucai's eyes widened, he had already noticed that his son was a little different, but he didn't expect this kid to have so many ideas.

Tang Yi Guan Dad was surprised, and continued to talk eloquently: "Another example is that there is only one small novice in the main hall to collect sesame oil money, right?" How much is recorded in the notebook, but some people are shy and can't afford much money, so they are embarrassed to register, what should they do? It's very simple, inside and outside the gate, the incense burning stove, and in front of the statue of the god, all of them are put into merit boxes, no matter how many, they are all a thought. As the so-called gathering sand into piles, collecting armpits into fur, it is also a sum of money. ”

"Besides, how can the believers who come to burn incense leave empty-handed? Why don't you make a little ornament, or a Buddha statue, or a rosary bracelet, or a mantra or something, and give it to them. ”

"Gift? So how to make money? ”

"Hahaha, Dad, you are too honest, it is called a gift, do believers dare to take advantage of the Buddha? They will definitely double their giving! By the way, there are also those who have a lot of money for sesame oil, which can be given to Buddhist scriptures and the like, so you can write this. Also, is it possible to set up a separate side hall, in which the spiritual seat of the dead ancestors is enshrined, and the masters chant the scriptures and pray for blessings every day, I think those filial descendants must be a hundred willing, do you say they will be short of money? ”

Tang Xiucai was completely defeated, and after thinking about it carefully, what his son said was really reasonable, it seems that he not only didn't brag, but even humble! Tang Xiucai didn't know what to say for a while, his son's method was indeed much better than selling words.

It's just that this matter requires the cooperation of the Tianfei Palace, and I don't know if I can really agree!

"Yi'er, are you sure you've convinced the True Master?"

"Hehehe, Dad, I just walked around the temple, and I have already thought of an idea, or we will go and meet the true master again."

"Okay!"

When he arrived outside the quiet room, Tang Yi stretched out his hand to stop his father, and said with a smile: "Dad, you'd better not listen to the next conversation, let the child go!" ”

"Are you okay?"

Tang Yi smiled, turned around and entered the meditation room. Tang Xiucai could only paced back and forth at the door, and he couldn't hear what was being said inside, when suddenly there was a sound of slapping the table, his heart rose to his throat, and after a while, there were a few more laughs. In this way, Tang Xiucai's heart rose and fell, and just when he was about to lose it, the door opened, Tang Yi walked in front, and Li Zhen followed.

When he saw Tang Xiucai, he smiled faintly: "Amitabha, the old man congratulates Master Tang, but he has given birth to a good son!" ”

The three words "good son" were extremely hard, Tang Xiucai didn't know why, just said a confession, and left with Tang Yi.

"Yi'er, what did you really say?"

"I didn't say anything, I just told him that the Tianfei Palace was originally a Taoist temple, and then the old Taoist ran out. In the past few years, there were monks stationed there, and it gradually became a Buddhist temple. ”

Tang Xiucai muttered to himself: "You're right, the history of Tianfei Palace is like this, but how can this convince the truth?" ”

"It's very simple, if he takes my advice, we will make a fortune together. If he doesn't listen, I will go to the Sangha Division to report it, you must know that the Son of Heaven believes in Taoism, and the status of the old Taoist is higher than that of the monk. There are a lot of old ways to go nowhere, if you hear about them, what will happen to them? ”

Tang Yi said it easily, but Tang Xiucai broke out in a cold sweat: It's really poisonous! It's just a desperate plan to sweep the floor out!

Tang Yi didn't have any guilt, he had already guessed that yesterday was really deliberately to arouse his father's interest, even if his father didn't go to the Tianfei Palace to set up a stall to write, he would find a way to attract him and copy Buddhist scriptures for him. Tang Yi could even think that these beautifully handwritten Buddhist scriptures would become the best treasures to make friends with wealthy scholars, in exchange for rich returns.

I took a big advantage, and I still have to pretend to be gracious, am I a bully!

You do the first year of junior high school, I do the fifteenth!

That's right, Tang Yi is such a character who must be repaid.

It's just that this kind of thing is obviously not suitable for an honest person like Tang Xiucai......