Fang Zheng almost ran away, but Wang Yougui yelled: "Fang Zheng, stop here! Eat the sole of my shoe!"
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In the end, the two sat down and had a good chat.
Wang Yougui expressed his thoughts.
Fang Zheng said: "You can take care of the cold bamboo at the foot of the mountain. But the cold bamboo on the mountain, the poor monk does not intend to sell it to others."
Wang Yougui said: "Not at all?"
Fangzheng shook his head and said: "Donor, in fact, ordinary Hanzhu tea is no worse than the good tea outside. Ours is truly pure, natural, pollution-free good tea. Moreover, it is the only Hanzhu tea. As for the one on the mountain, the poor monk is not I don’t plan to sell it to anyone else. From now on, I’ll just keep it for myself and drink it.”
Although Wang Yougui felt it was a pity, he finally gave up.
Looking at Wang Yougui's leaving figure, Fang Zheng seemed to see a lot of money leaving him. Tears almost fell from his eyes. He felt so distressed!
Fang Zheng felt heartbroken when he thought about money.
Finally, after closing the temple door in the evening, Fang Zheng shouted: "Let's go, open the box and check the money!"
So, Fang Zheng led a group of disciples and came to the front yard with high spirits. First, he checked the money for throwing salted fish every day. Without collecting it for so long, the money had already piled up into a hill.
But it was protected by Red Boy's magic, so even though the money had been left here for so long, it didn't get damp or damaged.
Fang Zheng and his disciples searched carefully three times to make sure that not a single coin was left, and then went to the backyard to check the money.
After checking this, Fang Zheng smiled, it was a total of one hundred and eighty thousand yuan!
"Haha... System, if this is not put into the merit box, does it count as my own?" Fang Zheng smiled proudly in his heart.
"Haha... The money that is not put into the merit box is not your money. Have you forgotten the rules? You cannot accept money from outside alone." The system said calmly.
When Fang Zheng heard this, his smile suddenly froze, and he finally gritted his teeth and said, "You're so cruel!"
Then, Fang Zheng handed the money to Honghai'er and said, "Put it in the merit box!"
"Uh, Master, why is this?" Hong Hai'er looked confused.
However, Fang He had an upright look on his face, so he could only stuff the money into the merit box obediently.
Fang Zheng looked at the merit box and then looked at the time. There were still twenty days until the New Year. Finally, he resisted the urge to open the box and check the money.
However, I felt extremely unhappy because I was disgusted by the system, so I closed the door and went back to the meditation room to sleep.
For the next two days, Fang Zheng continued to squat in the cold bamboo forest carving cold bamboo. Everything seemed to have returned to the quiet and peaceful days.
However, it is becoming more and more lively internationally.
The exchange of spit between the two major countries has given countless people something to talk about after dinner, but some people are still worried, although it is not known whether they are really worried or fake.
At this moment, Fang Zheng continued his great career of carving.
"Master, you have carved a lot of armor pieces. How many do you want to carve?" the monkey asked very curiously.
Fang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Some carvings are good, and some are not satisfactory. So, although there may seem to be many, in fact, not many are truly satisfied."
"Uh, Master, don't tell me that the seven or eight pieces on the right are what you are satisfied with..." Monkey pointed at the lonely few on the right. At first, he thought they were thrown away by Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng nodded slightly and said, "Yes."
Monkey covered his face and said, "This... I think the two sides are pretty much the same."
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "To be a teacher, you either don't do anything, or if you want to do it, you have to strive for excellence."
"What should we do with these unwanted items?" Monkey asked.
Fang Zheng said: "Let it go for now. When I finish it, take it and give it to Wang Yougui, the donor. It should be sold for a lot of money."
The monkey said: "Can't we sell it ourselves?"
Fang Zheng sighed and said nothing. But his heart was bleeding, he thought too!
After the monkey left, Fang Zheng looked at the carved nail plate with flaws in his hand, frowned, and muttered: "Sure enough, no one can disturb you, otherwise the error rate will be too high."
So Fang Zheng made a sign that read: "Do not disturb!"
Then Fang Zheng put the sign outside, and the monkey came back again. Fang Zheng told him directly: "Don't come unless I call you. Master is going to retreat, and you can quietly meditate and realize the Tao!"
"Master, let's not talk about being so tall, okay? Aren't you just carving a piece of armor?" Monkey said disapprovingly.
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes at him and said: "What do you know? Life is full of Zen. As long as you have the heart, you can understand the truth. The ancients said: When three people walk together, there must be a teacher. No matter who you are, there is always something you can learn, and more What’s more, it’s a technical activity like Zen sculpture?”
The monkey nodded in understanding and said goodbye.
With this sign and instructions, Fangzheng's small world became completely quiet.
Taking a deep breath, holding his breath and concentrating, Fang Zheng slowly closed his eyes.
For a moment, the world seemed to be quiet at this moment. Far away from the hustle and bustle, there was only the sound of bamboo leaves rustling, the chirping of birds, and the sound of wind...
That is the pulsation of nature. If you listen carefully and feel it carefully, the traces of irritability in Fang Zheng's heart begin to disappear, and eventually he becomes calm.
The moment Fang Zheng put down the carving knife again, his whole person became quiet. The knife in his hand was less impetuous and deliberate than usual, and had a bit more natural charm.
However, the speed is not fast. The knife falls one after another, as if in a natural rhythm, which is very beautiful and very pleasant to hear.
Fang Zheng was quiet, but Yizhi Cun was going crazy.
Just hearing the roaring sound of the motor, the elongated Hummers lined up and drove into Yizhi Village!
When Wang Yougui heard this, he immediately rushed out to check the situation. As soon as the results came out, he saw these men in straight suits and sunglasses with their Hummers pulled down! Just like the underworld...
Wang Yougui subconsciously took out his cell phone and prepared to call the police. He thought to himself: "Is there a gangster who is interested in our profits? He is so brave that he even dares to make plans like ours!"
(End of chapter)