The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Hearing this, everyone was astonished ...

Song Ming, who walked out for a few steps, was stiff at the same place, dug his ears, pulled the guy who came with him, and asked, "What did I just hear?"

The man forced his face, "I don't know ..."

"What do you want?" Song Ming shook off the other party, looked back at Fang Zheng excitedly, and asked, "Master, are you better?"

Without waiting for the founder to speak, the salted fish rolled his eyes and said, "I just pulled two leaves and drank it to drink water. What's better?"

"Anyway?"

"Tear two?"

"Drinking water?"

...

Everyone smelled the scent that had not yet disappeared, and they suddenly discovered that they really did not understand the monster world ...

Anyway, everyone was cheered when it was determined that Founder would really provide better tea.

Tang Chen suddenly had an idea, jumped up, and waved, "Everyone listen to me, Founder Abbot gives tea, everyone knows it. Don't send friends, don't say it to outsiders! Let's prepare for the people of Berui Great dinner! "

"You are so bad, hehe ..."

"I like……"

"necessary!"

...

Immediately, the one who wanted to send a circle of friends immediately gave up.

For a time, the bad laughter and mumbles of conspiracy were shrouded in a mountain of fingers.

"I can't wait to hear the crackling of a slap."

"Wait ..."

"Ms. Song, please broadcast."

...

Founder gave Song Ming a small packet of Hanzhu tender leaves. He was not good at frying tea and didn't know how to fry. All that can be provided is the raw materials. As for how Song Ming and others operate, it is their business.

For watching the excitement, Founder also gave up, his current thoughts are on his Hanzhu mech. This is his childhood dream, and also the pleasure now ...

As for other people seeking tea, Founder directly refused.

"My donors, there are too few tender bamboo leaves, so that ’s the point for a year. You all ask, are n’t the poor monks out of drink? The poor monks are actually stingy, ready to keep themselves and do n’t plan to go out Sell ​​it, so be it. Let's get out of here ... "Founder.

"Master, just give us a sip. After drinking, we will die." Many people begged.

"Yeah, I've waited for two days, you should be sorry for me?"

...

Founder shook his head and said, "If everyone is here to wait, and the poor monk doesn't have so much tea to take out, wouldn't he be able to live up to many people? This can't be opened, let's break up."

Having said that, Fang Zheng went back to the temple without going back, went out of the back door, and went straight to the cold bamboo forest of Houshan, letting the unhappy wailing outside rang through the mountain.

But everyone just shouted, and soon their attention turned to the upcoming tea contest.

After all, there is real cold bamboo tea on the field, whether you can drink it with a bite or not, you can smell it! Better than suffering on this mountain.

Someone went to Song Mingla's relationship immediately ...

Tang Chen went down the mountain with Tang confused. On the road, Tang Chen said unwillingly, "Master, you really want to drink ..."

Tang confusedly shook his head and said, "Three tea mouthfuls, one cup of tea is in the cup, one cup of tea is in the heart, and one cup of tea is in natural flavor. Naturally, the product is just right. It ’s against your heart, against nature, the rest is just appetite. Let ’s go and look down the mountain. ”

After listening to this, Tang Chen realized a little, and nodded slightly, "The pupil knows."

Later, Chen Chen asked, "Under the mountain? What do you see under the mountain? Is it true that Master is going to participate in the tea race?"

Tang smiled confusedly: "Of course, they are all in front of me. I have to go and see them."

When Tang Chen heard it, he was overjoyed and said, "This is good, haha ​​... I'll go talk to the organizer."

"Stop!" Tang scolded, Tang Chen stopped immediately.

Tang was confused: "Whatever you want to take shortcuts and find relationships. This is not a closed competition, this is an open competition, go buy tickets, just go in and see, there is so much arrogance."

Tang Chen blushed and nodded again and again.

Tang confusedly walked and said, "Power is a good thing, but it can be used less often. When accustomed to power, it will drag you down when it is convenient for you, when you find hell, No longer want to leave power, as an individual, can no longer. "

Tang Chen seemed to understand, but he also probably understood Tang's confused meaning. If official power is not abused, everything seems calm. Once the first river is opened, power is used arbitrarily, and after enjoying the convenience of power, it is like the river of a dyke.

If anyone is the happiest, it is Song Ming who is the happiest. She has a small packet of cold bamboo leaves in the palm of her hand. She is in a small bag to avoid losing it, and put it in her pocket to avoid leakage. In the end, she simply held it with both hands, as if she could feel relieved only when she felt it at all times.

At the same time, there are people who are also very happy, and that is the boss of money.

"Our boss, our cooperation is based on what you can give us, what we need. But this time, you let us down a bit."

In the private room of an R-style restaurant, Boss Qian and a man sat face to face, each other in a kimono, speaking, with a taste of R country.

"I don't think so, Mr. Ishii." Boss Qian shook his head.

"Oh? How do you say that? We need to know that we need cold bamboo tea, and we need to know the details of our opponents in advance. You Chinese people have a saying: Know yourself and win every battle. Last time we lost at the Rui family. Above, this time, we don't want to repeat the same mistakes. "Ishii Road.

Boss Qian said: "Mr. Ishii, although I didn't get the cold bamboo tea, I also mixed up Song Ming's obtaining cold bamboo tea. I pretend to be stupid, eat glutinous rice, stir it up on the mountain, and even lose it Zhang Laolian, in order to prevent Hanzhu tea from appearing on the court. In fact, if Hanzhu tea is really so good, and even surpasses Bi Ruizun, even if Mr. Ishii got the tea, what? Is it still about to lose?

On the contrary, what I have brought is what you most desperately need. That's victory! "

Ishii's originally stern face, after hearing this, suddenly melted away like a spring breeze, lamented: "No wonder the owner likes to cooperate with the boss of money so much, boss of money really is our friend, think more thoughtful than us. To our friendship, toast? "

Ishii raised his toast, Mr. Qian grinned, the two clink, and the two foxes didn't know the abacus was in their hearts, but one thing was clear to them that their interests were tied together and no one could do without them.