The monks of Daxiangguo Temple were successful and officially established, which made the monks very happy.
These monks, in addition to getting up early every day to recite sutras, because the various industries in the temple include fields, such as vegetable gardens and orchards, a considerable part of them have to be cultivated by themselves, and the rest can not be completed before hiring people, so ordinary Monks are not so laid back.
If you become a lay preacher, then you will have another job, just like those monks who are assigned to manage various industries. It is also a job. Of course, storytelling in Washeri is much easier than farming, and it has to be said that it is a good department.
Knowing to allocate money to buy a table for them, let them celebrate on their own.
This money was naturally given to Yun Yanhui, but now everyone gradually understood that even though Yun Yanhui was young, he could be the master, so they came to persuade him to buy some wine and meat.
There are many monks who break precepts, and it is clear that he has not brought Yunyan back to eat pork before - although he has not eaten it himself.
However, this can only be regarded as a secret that everyone knows, and it is still despised by decent people. It seems not good to blatantly eat meat and drink at the celebration banquet.
Yun Yanhui hesitated for a while. After all, everyone had been working hard for a while, so they still went to buy wine and meat, but did not dare to ask the cook outside to cook, so Zheng Ping had to work hard to clean up a few dishes.
The chicken is a home-raised bamboo forest chicken. Yun Yanhui has an exclusive craft, and now he pretends to have learned it from a monk and taught it to Zheng Ping.
It is first to cook the clean chicken until it is half cooked, remove the water and cut into pieces, stir fry with oil, then add salt, vinegar and wine and other seasonings and simmer until it tastes good, so that the chicken is salty and slightly sour, and the wine is also fragrant. Nostrils, and extra crispy.
If you don't open a restaurant, most people basically rarely have such craftsmanship. First of all, there are not so many chickens to practice.
There are also river fish made into fish soup. The fish is marinated with salt and ginger, steamed for a while, peeled into shreds, and cooked in chicken soup together with mushrooms, bamboo shoots, and scallions. You can choose whether to add balsamic vinegar, sesame oil, etc. according to your preference. seasoning.
The pork was sent to the pig slaughtering house for roasting, and there would definitely be no leaks there.
Various other appetizers, fruits, soups are readily available, and the wine is rice wine from outside. Shuang Yi and Zheng Ping brought the dishes together, while Yun Yanhui warmed the wine and poured it for everyone.
"Everyone has worked hard these days, but fortunately, the hard work has paid off. The abbot has already revealed that there will be some incentives." Yun Yan said slowly.
"Brother Yan is the hard work." Everyone was so embarrassed to take the credit, and hurriedly took the wine to toast him, "Thank you for your kind words in front of the abbot, otherwise this matter is not just our share, where did it come from? What a reward."
People who have the ability and will bring everyone to eat meat together, naturally everyone likes and respects them.
Not to mention what the reward this time is, even if it has not been announced yet, everyone knows it. Buddhist precepts stipulate that monks are not allowed to accumulate private wealth, which is collectively consumed by the monastery. That is to say, when the economy of this dynasty was so developed, only some monks were able to do business and save money for private houses, and they were more relaxed in this regard.
The abbot will definitely allow them to take part of the income from the washe, such as a reward, which is difficult to stipulate death, so it is better to be generous as a reward to them.
Yun Yan took a bowl of mung bean soup back, "Then the younger brother replaces the wine with soup."
Because Yun Yanhui was not very old, everyone didn't ask him to drink. They had never tasted Zheng Ping's craftsmanship, but the next time they ate it, they only felt that it was very flavorful, and even said that the taste of the wine-simmered chicken had never been tasted before - it instantly exposed the fact that monks usually eat meat. .
There is no soup in this dish, all of which are locked into the meat along with the taste of the ingredients, and when you bite into it, a rich umami burst out in your mouth.
Although fish soup is not a particularly good fish, after all, fish is more expensive now, but it is cooked carefully and it is extremely delicious.
The monks ate a mouthful of oil and could not stop using their chopsticks.
Huichong said, "Junior Brother Yan, even we have rewards. You must have it there. I think you might as well ask the abbot to take down the oil mill in the temple."
"Yes, the oil mills have a lot of money. If the capital is not available at the moment, we can make it up for you, and borrow the less from the Changsheng Treasury." The Changsheng Treasury refers to the money bank that lends money in the temple, with Yunyan returning to its current reputation. , you can still borrow a lot.
"Hey, the oil mill is too eye-catching. Brother Yan and Mrs. Zheng's orphans and widow mothers will inevitably be envied by people."
Everyone talked back and forth to Yun Yan, so that they could ask the abbot for some favors.
Yun Yanhui waved her hand, "There are few people in the family, so let's forget it. Thanks to the concern of the brothers, it is clear that the master and the abbot have been very concerned about our family over the years. its me."
What this said was that everyone just cared about him, so they nodded in agreement.
Yun Yanhui also thought about making a workshop or something, but he still felt that he was too young and had no helpers at home. This type of method of making money was not feasible and the risk was too great. He did not forget him. Mother's unknown mother's family may still be eyeing in the dark.
What's more, Yun Yanhui is also more inclined to understand Bianliang better, understand the market rules more thoroughly, and accumulate more human beings. In this way, everything in the future will be answered in one voice, and there will be no failure. reason.
Otherwise, when it comes to making money, he has a lot of theories in mind. For example, bamboo paper has become popular among literati in the past two years, but it is basically imported from the south, and there is a shipping cost.
There are bamboo mountains in Bianliang, and Yunyan has the method of making bamboo paper in his mind. When he interviewed the inheritors of ancient papermaking skills, he even did it together. If there is local bamboo paper, the result is self-evident.
However, this required a lot of labor, and he had to be trained to master the skills. After that, he had to spend a lot of time on how to defend the industry, so Yun Yanhui never considered it. This is really not his strong point.
Yun Yanhui naturally had some considerations in his mind. Now he wants to show the abbot his ability. If the abbot is sure, he would prefer to be a temple fair administrator who gets paid every month.
It is also said that Cao Cao, Cao Cao is coming, Yun Yanhui is thinking, Xiaobao ran over and said: "Brother Yan, the abbot is here."
Xiaobao was playing outside, and when he saw the abbot appear in the distance, he came to report.
The monks froze for a while, then all stood up, "Will the abbot come to us?"
"Would you like to collect the wine and vegetables?"
"Wait a minute, if you are looking for us, it is impossible not to tell us in advance, it may just be passing by." Yun Yan analyzed it and said very calmly, "Wait for me to go out and have a look."
The monks watched him go out expectantly.
Yun Yan went back to the outside, just as the abbot was approaching, he smiled and greeted him, saying hello, "Hello, abbot, where are you going?"
"The first one has something to do with me, Brother Yan, I heard that you are holding a feast today, where will you eat?" The abbot asked with a smile.
Yun Yan heard that it was not coming to her own house, she said with peace of mind, "Just eat at home."
"Alright, what kind of food do you eat?" The abbot asked again.
Yun Yanhui is not good at lying. After thinking for a while, she replied, "There are dishes such as Prajna soup, fenugreek vegetables, and water shuttle flowers."
"Oh," the abbot responded absentmindedly and whispered to him, "Actually, I'm also looking for you. Now, I have received some posts from several noble families in Beijing who want to invite lay monks to come. What do you think?"
"This is a good thing. It's not the same as the masters in the temple who come to practice as masters and teach Zen." Yun Yan smiled back inwardly, but if he has the ability to teach Zen to the dignitaries, there are not many people in the temple, not like the common monks. , can be cultivated in batches. Come to think of it, this is another business opportunity!
The abbot knew this in his mind. When he said this to Yun Yan, he didn't really want to ask him for advice. He smiled and said, "Then you come with me to see the details, and call some prudent disciples to the door. , I think this vulgar preacher can be expanded a little more, and you don't bother to look at people."
"Yes, Abbot." Yun Yan replied seriously.
"Then you are delicious, I'll go to work first." The abbot urged, took two steps, but thought that something was wrong, and looked back at Yun Yanhui, "Han Ruo soup
Yun Yan returned a zhang away and gave a smirk with a smile. Knowing that the abbot is awakened, what Prajna soup is actually wine, Chuanli vegetable is chicken, and the water shuttle flower is actually fish. It is the name that the monks used to deceive themselves when they broke the precepts. It is not widely circulated now, so the abbot failed to react.
The abbot didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pointed at him a few times, "You, it's just today, don't let anyone find out!"
"Don't worry, the abbot." Yun Yan looked back at the abbot, opened and closed one eye, and hurriedly responded with a smile.