The next day, a melodious erhu sound came from the door of the [Space Temple].

It's the kind of music that is very faint, distant, ethereal, with those emotions of joy and melancholy.

Li Chun sat on a chair, with torn sunglasses on his face that he had turned out of nowhere, and his wrist shook and pulled the erhu, and the whole person showed a state of no joy or sadness.

After a night of research, Li Chun found that the [Erhu Control Technique] was not useless, at least he was proficient in one instrument.

You can entertain yourself if you have nothing to do, or you can pass the time when you are bored.

Unfortunately, there was no suitable audience around, so Hiroshi squatted on the ground and listened for a while, then ran away with his ears covered.

It's not that Li Chun's pull is too ugly, but the track he pulled casually is the classic "Erquan Reflecting the Moon".

This is a piece of music that is said to be listened to on your knees, and it is normal that it is difficult to resonate with Hiroshi's age.

However, Li Chun was not without an audience, in the corner where he was not paying attention, under the collapsed courtyard wall of the [Space Temple], a hairy head was exposed, squinting his eyes while listening to music, and showing an intoxicated expression.

After the song, Li Chun patted his butt and carried the erhu and returned to the temple.

And after the Tibetan fox watched his back disappear, he squinted and left along the corner.

Today's weather is good, it is a day of trading, Li Chun, who returned to the temple, took out the plastic buckets he bought at the market, scrubbed them, and then prepared to set up a stall by the roadside.

Of course, he is not going to sell plastic buckets, but he is going to sell well water, which naturally needs containers to hold.

The plastic buckets are all ten catties, and the wholesale price is as high as 30 yuan, and then loaded with cool spring water, a bucket of water is sold for 58 yuan.

It shouldn't be too much...... Right?

In order to form a brand effect, Li Chun also wrote the Space Temple with a brush on each plastic bucket, and not only that, but he also customized a big flag.

Pure hand-sewn, with gold thread sewn out of the three big characters of the Space Temple on the big red background, it took three days and cost an old lady.

This flag is at least three digits in the city, and it only costs 50 yuan to add materials to Li Chun here.

Of course, the flag is made of average materials and cannot be looked at closely.

However, Li Chun was already very satisfied, tied the flag with a thin bamboo pole, and carried it to the side of the road in front of the [Space Temple].

Just inserted it into the sand, and the feeling of three bowls not being able to stand suddenly came to my face.

Let Li Chun touch his conscience and think about whether to limit purchases.

For example, each person is only allowed to buy three buckets of water.

It will not be long before Li Chun will put this idea behind him, and now the market is not clear, too prominent personality, purely idle.

Well, Li Chun is indeed very idle.

Especially when he moved the bench and found a poplar tree as a shelter, he officially started his career selling water.

The branch road in front of the [Space Temple] is not very large, and the occasional big truck roaring by, basically does not look at Li Chun on the side of the road.

Li Chun, who was sitting under the tree counting the car, did not feel too much loss in his heart, which was also expected.

After all, this is not a bustling commercial street, plus Li Chun is holding an erhu in his hand, wearing sunglasses, bald Haiqing, and the whole is dressed as a fortune teller.

In addition, in the wilderness, in case the car just stopped, Li Chun opened his mouth and asked: "Fellow, fellow, do you look at me like a human or a god?" ”

Anyway, Li Chun sat here, it looked like a fortune teller and a robbery, and it didn't look like a water seller anyway.

The attributes of the commodity determine that Li Chun can't shout like selling watermelons, so he can only wait for the destined person.

The morning passed quickly, and not a single car stopped.

Li Chun couldn't help but sigh that the world was hot and cold, and there was such a big living person on the side of the road, so no one stopped the car and asked if he needed help.

Of course, he wouldn't be nosy.

A bucket of water was not sold, and Li Chun was embarrassed to go back for lunch, it was definitely not that he was too lazy to cook!

However, Hiroshi did not forget his senior brother, and carefully brought over a bowl of noodles with two eggs lying on it.

Looking at the bowl of noodles in front of him, and Guangzhi's expression that was really like this, Li Chun suddenly felt a little ashamed.

All morning, let alone selling buckets of water, I didn't even ask the price.

"Senior brother, even if no one buys water, the water won't be bad, and we have nothing to lose."

Guangzhi can see it, not only supervising Li Chun after eating the noodles, but also enlightening him.

In his eyes, the act of selling water is very reliable compared to what "Li Chun" did in the past.

You must know that in order to reshape the glory of the [Space Temple], the original body did a lot of things that were out of tune.

The most used means is to turn into a fate and go to the town to ask for help, the old mayor originally supported him, but Li Chun is really a bit of a master.

After tossing it a few times, he lost all his capital, and the town's finances were not rich, so he no longer supported him.

This was also one of the straws that broke the original body.

Li Chun, who was "sucking" and drinking noodles, suddenly caught a glimpse of Guangzhi secretly swallowing saliva, and when he saw the two eggs in the bowl, his heart instantly understood.

"I guess this stupid boy gave all the eggs to himself."

"Hiroshi, open your mouth and I'll see if you have tooth decay!" Quietly called Hiroshi over and told him to open his mouth.

"Ah~" Just as Guangzhi opened his mouth wide, Li Chun quickly picked up a piece of egg and stuffed it into his mouth.

Guangzhi's eyes widened, and he complained: "Senior brother, you lied to me again." ”

"How can that be a lie?" Li Chun imitated his wide-eyed eyes and looked innocent.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore." Hiroshi packed up the dishes and chopsticks, and ran back with a whoosh.

"Don't forget your lunch break." Li Chun looked at his back and admonished behind him.

And he himself leaned under the poplar tree, half-squinting and resting for a while.

"Dididi~" I don't know how long it took, and the sound of a car horn woke him up.

Li Chun opened his eyes, and an off-road vehicle stopped in front of his stall, and a round-faced man came out of the cab.

"Little monk, excuse me, how do you get to the nearest town?" The round-faced man is polite.

Li Chun didn't have the air to get up when his dream was woken up, and said politely: "Donor, it's okay to drive about 20 miles south from here." ”

"Thank you." The round-faced man nodded, started the car and was about to hit the road, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the bucket in front of Li Chun.

Subconsciously asked, "Little monk, what are you doing here?" ”

Li Chun's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light under his sunglasses, and he was a little excited in his heart: "Finally someone asked, do you know how I stayed up this morning?" ”

But his expression did not change, and he said lightly: "Sell some spring water to provide convenience for those who are destined to pass by." ”

"That's right." The round-faced man was visibly stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the co-pilot.

"We're going to town to restock some water, so it's okay to resupply here, right?"

"Hmm." A woman's voice came from the co-pilot.

Only then did Li Chun discover that there was a round-faced girl curled up in the co-pilot's position, which was indeed petite compared to the round-faced man, and it was not easy for people to find out.

But what made him even more excited was that it seemed that business was coming to the door.

"Little monk, how much is your water?"

Sure enough, after asking for the advice of his companions, the round-faced man turned his face and asked Li Chun.

And Li Chun clasped his hands together and said lightly: "Sorry donor, don't talk about money before the Buddha, talk about fate." ”

"Fifty-eight dollars!"