The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

The mayor of Songwu County, Qi Dongsheng, who has not been promoted, can't close his mouth. He directly finds someone to start planning the conference and has people responsible for security and other tasks. He had to be happy, this Hanzhu Tea Conference was more than just a tea party.

The key point is that rich merchants in Southeast Asia have jointly developed and invested in a tea factory with the same village, and the first batch of funds has exceeded 100 million!

For remote Songwu County, this is definitely a fortune!

It was also a great achievement for Qi Dongsheng, his best farewell gift before promotion.

In short, Songwu County is very lively ... and even felt like Chinese New Year.

However, there is no place worse than Songwu County, that is, Yizhi Temple!

"Master, a lot of tea seekers have come outside, and they have been blocked at the door for several days. Come early every day ..." Monkey whispered.

Founder waved his hand: "Whoever is in trouble, who is going to solve it. The teacher is very busy now, don't disturb the thinking of the teacher ..."

Monkey said: "The donor Wang can't help it now. Our mountain, since the growth of cold bamboo has been limited, the number of cold bamboo is limited. In addition, in winter, the buds of cold bamboo germinate slowly. So many people are simply not enough. Minute."

Founder heard this, put down the knife in his hand, and looked up: "Why do they ask for it, the poor monk must give it?"

The monkey sounded ...

Founder Road: "There is no free lunch in the world, if there is, there must be traps. The poor monks encourage everyone to do good deeds, but the gift of irrelevance is not a good deed, but a curse. You can see it at the door. Going out will give them more hope, and they will wait longer. The more people will come ... "

The monkey was dumb, he hadn't really considered this problem, he just felt that the door was blocked by so many people, and many of them were old people. Icy and snowy, looking at the weird poor, this is where I found the founder.

Founder Road: "Jingzhen, you don't need to worry about this matter. As the teacher said, whoever causes trouble and who to solve it, you don't need to worry about others."

The monkey scratched his head and said, "I'm afraid everyone would say that Master's bad."

Founder Haha laughed: "The poor monks are judged by their own people and history. Right now, let alone a few people, even if they are saints, they may not be clearly distinguished. OK, others' vision is not so important , The important thing is here. "

The Founder pointed to the heart.

The monkey suddenly realized, his hands crossed: "Master, I understand, I'll go now."

At the same time, a group of people blocked the gate of Yizhi Temple, but there was an aisle in the middle, which was reserved for the pilgrims on the incense.

"Master, that monkey has been in for so long, and I haven't come out yet? We've all been here for two days, let alone a bite of cold bamboo tea and not even drinking hot water." The man who saw the advertisement before squatted for a while, He stood up again, stamped his cold feet, and complained, "Master, otherwise, let's talk to the local ..."

The old man was also very cold, holding a warm handbag, and when he heard the young man say that, his old face sank, interrupting the other person ’s words: "Ask someone for something, how can there be accurate, what to look for? So many people are waiting Are you anxious? "

The man said bitterly: "But ... when does this have to wait? And, just a little bit, even if it is evenly divided, it can't be divided."

The old man said: "Fate is fate, but fate is not reached, what is the rush? What has been taught you forgotten?"

The man was a little angry when he saw the old man, and immediately became honest. He didn't dare to whisper, rubbing his hands and jumping.

Beside them, there was a woman who was wearing a thick dress. There was also a small brazier in front of him, and a bag of charcoal on the back was obviously prepared.

The woman heard the words of the two, and laughed, "I have served both of you, too, this cold sky is uphill, so I don't have much to prepare for heating."

The old man smiled bitterly: "I thought I could get it when I came, but I didn't expect, hey ..."

The woman pouted and laughed, "You guys ran without watching the advertisement, did you?"

The old man nodded subconsciously.

The woman pointed to the group of people behind, and laughed: "That's the same, it came early. As a result, a northwest wind freezes down the mountain. When they are ready, they go back in line. You are also interesting, both Don't finish the ad, just run here ... "

The old man smiled bitterly: "How come I think this tea is so expensive, it only produces one or two pounds a year. This is more expensive than Dahongpao ..."

The woman said with emotion: "It's really expensive, why would anyone squat here and guard it in such a cold day. Your old name?"

The old man said: "My surname is Tang ..."

Before the old man spoke, he heard a joyful laughter from the distance: "Oh, old man, are you here?"

Everyone heard the sound, and saw a rich middle-aged man with a smile on his face, greeting another middle-aged man.

The other middle-aged man was a Mediterranean head, and he was prepared. People around him were more comfortable with charcoal fire.

Seeing the rich middle-aged man coming over, he also got up and said, "It turned out that Boss Qian was here. Boss Qian has always been a busy man. Why is there time to run up the mountain to blow cold wind?"

"Haha, it's not a temple trouble. It's not good to make tea. The ads are all over the sky. Let me see what they are making moths." When the boss said this, The tone is obviously bad.

The woman sitting next to the old man with the surname Tang immediately frowned when she saw the boss of the money, and whispered in a low voice: "I didn't see the yellow calendar when I went out and I encountered this stink dog!"

The old man with the surname Tang said in surprise: "Do you know him?"

The woman nodded, and then introduced herself: "My name is Song Ming, my old man likes history, my elder brother is Song Yuan, and I am the second child, Song Ming."

The old man with the surname Tang smiled, "If you have a younger brother, don't you have to hand over Song Qing?"

Song Ming shrugged, "In fact, it is."

The old man with the surname Tang suddenly laughed. The man beside him also laughed and introduced himself: "Hello Sister Ming, my name is Tang Chen. This is my grandpa Tang ..."

Tang surnamed the old man: "Tang is confused."

Song Ming said suddenly: "Tang Lao, your name ..."

Tang smiled confusedly: "Life is rarely confused, good, easy. So Tang is confused."

Song Ming pouted and smiled: "You old people, really ..."

Tang Chen said: "Sister Song, talk about that money boss, do you scold him? Are you hated?"

Song Ming shook his head and said, "It's impossible to talk about, but I can't get used to his style."

Tang Chen said, "How do you say this?"

Song Mingdao: "Donald knows how Huaxia tea was squeezed out of the European high-end market?"

Tang Lao nodded slightly, but Tang Chen asked a little confused: "Why? Sister Song talk about it."

Song Ming smiled: "Okay, I'll tell you."