Sweat appeared on Yuan Zhong’s forehead.

In Buddhist temples, monks and Taoist priests, they basically have their own vegetables. Even Yuan Zhong himself will roll up his trousers and go down to the ground when he is free. Compared to the sects such as the Sword Sect, it is still "productive", but that is not the same as real production.

They are a martial arts sect, and they focus on practicing martial arts and asking about Zen, but they are not farmers.

Their water-carrying vegetables is the self-cultivation of disciples, cultivating people's qualities of meditation, diligence and down-to-earth, and the spiritual cleaning of the harvest after hard work. It is a link of personal practice. Although it can supplement the cost of temples, the main purpose is not to produce. The so-called vegetable growing is just a few kinds of vegetables and radish, most of which are not the staple food of grains. If you really encounter any famine, it will basically be useless.

I won’t mention the source of their money. Most of them are worshipped by believers. They are rich and rich, but money cannot be eaten when encountering famine. Their grain storage is mainly provided by tenants in monks’ fields, and the tenants and even the farmers in Luzhou are really what Xue Mu said, all the elderly, weak, sick and disabled.

Because those who are strong have gone to practice martial arts, either they enter Wujiu Temple or go to other martial arts sects like Bailumen. They can practice second and third-rate things and raise their heads and chests. Only those who cannot practice martial arts "wastes" will be produced only if no one appreciates them. This is the inherent value of the martial arts world and will not be changed one by one.

On the surface, their monks are better than asking the Sword Sect to do nothing. In fact, it is better to ask the Sword Sect.

Because I ask the Sect Sect, there is very little transportation to people's livelihood and has no responsibility for people's livelihood. Whenever you encounter problems, you can close the mountain gate and deal with it by yourself. Can his Buddhist sect do this? Propaganda is the blessing of the Buddha. As Xue Mu said, the people here do not have much desire to save themselves, and they point to you to protect everything. If you are not responsible in the event of a problem, the entire preaching foundation will collapse. Can you be responsible? It is enough for others to care about their own sects, but you have to care about the entire Luzhou people! Relying on those monks to grow vegetables? Isn't it a joke?

In previous years, there were also famines and other things. As Xue Mu said, the granaries were abundant on weekdays and the help of local governments, the relief was over. But what if you really encounter any major difficulties that have been going on for years? How can you deal with it?

It is a blessing that I have not encountered such a continuity disaster so far, which is what Xue Mu called "cheating". Maybe this is what he meant?

This time the plague is a warning. The relief of the plague itself has already made him empty one-quarter of the grain storage in Wujiu Temple. Moreover, this time, evacuation was organized in various places to delay farming and sericulture. It is foreseeable that the output of autumn harvest will plummet. If there is another famine next year, the Wujiu Temple will be empty. There will be another tsunami the next year, which will probably...

The more Yuan Zhong thought about it, he became more and more frightened. He was sweating down. He suddenly stood up to avoid the seat and bowed deeply: "Mr. Xue's words are deafening. I am a member of Luzhou. Thank you for your alertness."

Xue Mu asked with great interest: "Do you have a way to change?"

Yuan Zhong sighed lightly: "The style of this temple can be changed, but it is not a day or night to establish the people's pragmatism. I wonder if General Manager Xue can teach me?"

Xue Mu smiled without saying a word, picked up the teapot and added tea to himself.

His hands are also very stable now, and the tea is poured straight to the edge of the cup, with no more or less, just enough to stop.

Yuan Zhong thought: "Mr. Xue means that it is better not to increase or decrease, not to be biased or oblique than to practice martial arts or ask Buddha too much."

Xue Mu was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "I am just thirsty and pouring tea. How do you do it depends on my bird's business."

Yuan Zhong: “…”

Mu Jianli couldn't help laughing. Although she was a little worried, she believed that since Xue Mu proposed his own plan, she would just go home and ask him...

Xue Mu said again: "But what you said is right, everything is appropriate. Speaking of which, your behavior makes me look at you Wujiu Temple with admiration, very pragmatic, and really care about sentient beings. It is not a Buddhist stick full of scammers that only cheat on sesame oil, which reverses my bad impression of some Buddhist schools. This kind of thing is not something I can change by just saying a few opinions. As long as you can uphold a pragmatic mind, you will naturally have a solution slowly."

Yuan Zhong said thoughtfully: "Mr. Xue is very Zen-minded."

Xue Mu smiled and said, "Where did I get the Zen heart? Just because I didn't tell you the method and let you think about it yourself? Or because I praised you a few words and don't mind your grudges?"

Yuan Zhong yelled the Buddha's name in a low voice and recited lightly: "All kinds of views, and people are all for convenience. There is no law in the door of nature. The so-called sentient beings are sentient beings who are sentient beings, and the mind, Buddha and sentient beings are always named and destined, and they are like illusions, and there is no other place to live."

"..." Xue Mu blinked his eyes: "I don't understand."

"What are the charming people who understand, but do not lose before enlightenment, but have no gain after enlightenment. Say the word "guarantee" and the clouds and smoke pass by, the light of the spirit is clear and there is no trace." Yuan Zhong closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "Master Xue has great compassion and great wisdom, and is a true Zen master."

Xue Mu was amused and crying. His original intention was to criticize the way of Wujiu Temple as a reverse lane that was not in line with social progress. He was attacking and venting his discomfort with this martial arts world. He didn't plan to mention what they did. In fact, he didn't know how to do it. As a result, he became a true Zen master for some reason. He didn't know where his Zen was, nor did he understand what Yuan Zhong said.

These mysterious practices are really interesting.

But this inexplicable thing made people feel harsh, which made him feel that Yuan Zhong looked like a monk. Since he could value these things, he really had a pragmatic heart, not just a lie to Buddha sticks. Thinking of this, his criticism was much weaker, and he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't you want to enlighten me to convert to Buddhism."

Yuan Zhong also smiled: "Mr. Xue can really consider that you have a very high wisdom and are born with Zen mind, which is not the same as the common people."

Xue Mu looked at Mu Jianli and said leisurely: "If the Zen gate is broken, the beauty is like a jade sword like a rainbow. If this is Zen, then maybe I have a Zen mind."

Mu Jianli looked back at him and smiled slightly.

I thought this was already very clear. I like beauty, and it was completely different from your Buddhist sect. Unexpectedly, Yuan Zhong heard it and said, "This is Zen. A man is like jade, a sword is like a rainbow, clear, pure, and beauty lies in one heart. If Mr. Xue can hold this heart and not be restrained by lust, he will be a Buddha."

Xue Mu had a toothache. As he pulled, he really turned into enlightening himself. Does I really look like a monk? He was too lazy to continue dealing with this topic and said directly: "Let's go for the next life."

Yuan Zhong shook his head and sighed.

"It's easy to talk nonsense with you monks. What about the serious business? Now that the plague has been curbed, what do you say about martial arts in the world? What do you think I'm here to do for you? I'm the representative of the Six Gates to do martial arts." Xue Mu turned his head and looked at the sky: "I've been talking to you all morning without any discussions on the serious business, which is really painful."

"What General Xue said before is more important than any serious matter. Not to mention delaying time, it is worth not to do the world's martial arts from now on." Yuan Zhong smiled and said, "Since General Xue still wants to talk about things, why not use some vegetarian food here? It's better to continue to discuss other matters in detail after the meal, so as not to say that I am a Wujiu Temple neglecting the distinguished guests."

From not having a seat, to serving tea, to keeping guests, it highlights how important the mouth cannon this morning is.

Not everyone can let Yuan Zhong, a Buddhist abbot, stay with him for a guest. Maybe Lin Wuya and Xue Qingqiu don’t have such treatment when he arrives here, and they will probably find their own mother after a few words. This shows that Xue Mu’s previous alert was extremely important in Yuan Zhong’s heart. Not only did he encourage him to practice Buddhism, but he was treated as an extremely important distinguished guest after being rejected without hesitation.

With this attitude, it will be easier to do things in Luzhou, and it will directly affect Xue Mu's future world layout.
Chapter completed!