Chapter 257

When Gu zhengdi's figure disappeared, the little monk who added fire to the stove quickly took out a cake made of miscellaneous noodles from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hoo hoo, I was almost found by the living king of hell. This nose is smarter than a cat."

"Now there are fewer and fewer rice noodles. In the future, it's difficult for me to deduct some and add some oil and water to myself!"

While complaining, he casually stuffed the hot cake into his mouth. The food in the big pot is about to start. If he didn't bring something to the table at the meal point, senior brother will suspect him of stealing again.

At the thought of this, the little monk couldn't care about the hot. As soon as he lifted the lid of the pot, he picked the steamed cakes one by one into the plate and distributed them to everyone's wooden tray without blinking.

With the sound of another waiter outside the door, he knew that it was time for lunch.

He was just familiar with the person who should enter the door. He was the child of the host's relative who had just defected here.

His name is Zhu Chonger. He is a little naive and knows how to eat.

The simple monk's expression after seeing the food in the trays made the temporary Temple suspect that the other party can eat the tray now.

As the person in charge of the canteen, he once again reminded Zhu Chonger: "please send the meal to the canteen quickly, but don't steal it on the road."

"Bear it and it's over. Eat with the big guys."

"Don't steal food like last time. As a result, the eldest martial brother found it and got a good ring stick."

"It's just sharp. Go to the ground? Don't do it again."

Zhu Chonger on the other side was a little shy, nodded his head with a stuffy hum, picked up two trays and went out.

He is also really hungry. The amount of a meal is not enough for him, who has just turned 18.

He is also a fool. If you take a sip of porridge in each bowl, you may not be found.

He grabbed two cakes and was beaten by other monks who were taken to eat.

Zhu Chonger, who swallowed a mouthful of saliva, shook the fat on his hips, tried his best to swallow a mouthful of saliva, and sent the tray to the canteen in good order.

There, including the host master, who is famous for being mature and prudent and regardless of everything, has been waiting for him.

Seeing a gray figure, the nine people in this hall were relieved.

There's still dinner today!

With the decreasing supply of meals these two days, they are really afraid that they will not be able to eat one day.

Just when everyone showed signs of noise, Gu Zheng, sitting in the chair, coughed gently: "silence!"

It was this sentence that made everyone quiet immediately.

Looking at the lunch with only two cakes, I dare not say more.

Who makes the eldest martial brother in this temple eat so many things?

No matter how vicious the elder martial brother's mouth is, the people below know that he has achieved rare justice in this regard.

Of course, the premise of justice is not to let the temple fall down.

Looking at a group of honest monks like quails, Gu Zheng didn't even dare to take the lead in eating. Gu Zheng reluctantly reminded the old God around him: "master, you have to eat first."

"Oh, everyone, eat, eat!"

The old man put the long beard of his chin on his shoulder and began to pour porridge into his mouth.

Hungry!

The martial brothers who got the edict were like pigs in the circle, and they did it in a muddle.

Gu Zheng was the only one who slowly picked up the same gray coarse porcelain bowl and drank the porridge water in circles like drinking tea.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was sitting in the corner of the lowest hand, secretly pulled it and began to put it in his mouth. It's really different.

Today's eldest martial brother seems to have taken off his heavy burden. Those worries and sorrows between his eyebrows can no longer be seen.

It seems that without the surrounding of the masters around him and the brothers in this room, he can leave Huangjue temple and become a Buddha in the next second.

Originally, the person who could see through Zhu Yuanzhang, a human spirit, suddenly became mysterious.

I don't know whether this feeling is good or bad.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who had a lot of thoughts, had not thought for five minutes. Gu Zheng, who was on the table, slowly put down the empty porcelain bowl he drank in his hand.

He picked up the towel next to him and simply wiped it. Just like the noble childe of the aristocratic family, he did it politely and politely, and then said the order that made Zhu Yuanzhang alert in an instant.

"In the afternoon, the new waiter accompanied me to the county to buy vegetarian rice. By the way, I took a chance in several large families. It's always good to have some vegetarian rice noodles."

The master just nodded. He never cared about these things. His big apprentice knew it well.

No one in the whole temple asked Gu Zheng where the money came from, because they didn't know how much money was left in the temple.

Only Zhu Yuanzhang was still thinking when he followed his second brother to push the unicycle out of the warehouse that the elder martial brother would not sell them both if he changed hands in the county city.

Along the way, Zhu Yuanzhang had thought of countless ways to escape and fight, but when they walked for an hour and finally stood at the door of the rich rice store, he knew that his head was thinking too much again.

At this time, Gu Zheng, standing at the door of the rice shop, seemed to show his Buddha nature, but in the mouth of the monk dressed in bright yellow, he spoke the most common bargaining language in the secular world.

"Amitabha, benefactor, you are taking advantage of me again. The rice money two days ago was one or two silver and 88 Jin. Why do you only give 68 Jin today?"

"Oh, hey, master, you don't know. The prices are the same day by day. The drought in Huizhou province is thousands of miles away. It looks like the drought will continue this year."

"Just ask little master, the price of rice noodles has increased. You can't let me lose money to sell it."

Looking at the boss crying poor, Gu Zheng was not moved by it. He just turned his eyelids slightly and continued: "Chen Liang and Chen Mi also want to get."

"Rice noodles and oil tea are all consumer goods. A transparent person like the boss knows the necessity of hoarding goods."

"I don't want your new rice this year. I don't dislike the goods depressed in the warehouse in previous years."

"In the middle of January of the 13th year of Dayuan, our store transported 20 cars and horses to kucang, and 15 in the latter part of the same year."

"In the early, middle and late February of the 13th year of Dayuan, 18 vehicles and horses were put into storage. The population of the people around Fengyang is less than 2000."

"Boss, don't deceive me. I don't know worldly things."

Looking at the monk in front of him, he clearly observed the goods stored by his two family. The boss in the store finally became serious.

"How are you doing?"

"Not so much. I just want to buy rice noodles. It's not the original paper money, but the twelve Liang cash of real gold and silver."

"Oh?"

Gu Zheng, who knows how to beat a stick and give a sweet jujube to eat, makes the opposite boss who wants to drive up prices and make black money excited.

"The master?"

"It's only for the monks in the temple. It's never sold or spread."

"Good!"

The boss who got the guarantee was very fond of such a transparent monk. He made an invitation gesture towards the inner yard and let Gu Zheng and his party in.

"Inside, please. I'll ask the man to load you."

"Chen MI is 880 Jin. I don't take advantage of the silver discount. I give a total of 900 Jin of grain. What do you think?"

"Amitabha, thank you!"

Gu Zheng, who said no more, waved to the Zhu brothers and let the two coolies follow.

The inner courtyard of the rice grain store is very empty. The boy plans to collect grain from the back warehouse. The boss entertains guests in the front hall, leaving only three monks waiting in Huangjue temple.

Such a quiet atmosphere was broken by Gu Zheng's quiet opening.

"Younger martial brother Yuanzhang, what did you see from what just happened?"

Ah?

With his head down, he was suddenly stunned when asked.

Can you see the shrewdness and cunning of your king Gu? Or do you smile vulgar and act strangely?

Zhu Yuanzhang dared not say that.

So he just picked up the most appropriate words and said two words to his senior brother: "senior brother is wise and doesn't do injustice."

When Gu Zheng looked at Zhu Chonger again, the master, who was three years older than Zhu Yuanzhang, shrank and hid behind his brother.

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng's chest raised an anger called waste dim sum. Without hesitation, he put his paralyzed face on his face and slowly pulled out the ruler from the Abbot's system from his sleeve.

"Pa!"‘ Bang! "

Two yardsticks, one pulled at the back of Zhu Chonger and ba.

"Ow!"

After being drawn, Zhu Chonger directly squatted down with his head in his arms. Trembling, he begged for mercy: "elder martial brother, I dare not. What you say is what. I don't know anything!"

Zhu Yuanzhang glared angrily, covering his back and his arm. He was stunned that he didn't have a pit.

Gu Zheng didn't care about the angry eyes of the other party, but still said faintly.

"Monks don't lie. You didn't say the right thing just now. You're not honest and open. It's in vain for the teachings of the Buddha."

"I didn't bring you out to buy on a whim. I have brought out the martial brothers who came earlier than you two in the temple."

"The questions I ask you to answer are not aimless, but to let you understand the philosophy of life in such ordinary little things."

"Appreciate the various forms of the world, integrate into the rolling red world, feel the guidance of the Buddha with your heart, and use your eyes to see the life of the little people for the Bodhisattva we serve."

"The question I asked just now seems vulgar, but it is an essential understanding for monks like you and me when they enter the world for latent cultivation and enlightenment."

"My Buddha is merciful. It is the heart that is merciful, not the things outside the body."

"The family is empty. What is empty is love, not their own pockets."

"Whether you stay in Huangjue Temple wholeheartedly and become a monk who devotes yourself to Buddhism, or go out for a living after the world is better."

"I hope you can remember what I did just now and appreciate the true meaning by yourself."

"As for that, take your time on your way back."

With that, Gu Zheng pointed in the direction of the guy who had moved the goods into the hospital and asked the Zhu brothers to move the goods into the car.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was still angry when he was beaten, was surprised by Gu Zheng's words.

He has been thinking about the meaning of Gu Zheng's words, so that his second brother basically does the work of moving goods and unloading.

When the three pushed on the way to Huangjue temple, Gu Zheng did not become an uncle to show the dignity of his senior brother.

On the contrary, they pushed wheelbarrows together and drove towards the temple with their heads buried.

Anyway, Gu Zheng has figured it out.

The future Emperor himself scolded and beat, and then suddenly turned his face to curry favor?

The other party could only deepen his suspicion and contempt for him, and could not play any role in reversing his impression of Gu Zheng in Zhu Yuanzhang's mind.

But what if Zhu Yuanzhang realized that his previous beatings and scoldings by Gu Zheng actually had deep meaning and connotation?

What if this thoughtful boy thinks he is qualified to beat and scold him?

Then the situation would be very different.

As long as you're strong enough.

People will come up on the pole and let you beat and scold.

Gu Zheng, who had already made up his mind, unconsciously implemented the good habits he had developed for several generations.

The three or four hundred jin unicycle was pushed smoothly and easily by him on the country road. From time to time, he also installed the style of an expert and smiled back at his two younger martial brothers.

Such behavior made Zhu Yuanzhang's mind even more confused. When he was about to begin to doubt his life, Gu Zheng said another word at the foot of the mountain of Huangjue temple.

"Knowledge determines fate. If you stand on the top of the mountain, you will see the scenery of the five mountains and three mountains."

"When you stand at the foot of the mountain, you can only see the square inch of land under your feet."

"Vision determines height. From the afternoon to the chanting hall, let me practice calligraphy."

"When you can do the calligraphy practice, find the answer about today by yourself."

"Think about the importance of paying attention to the smallest aspects of people's livelihood and understanding the suffering of the most ordinary people for any career. Amitabha."

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