"Walk slowly, Dianzuo, see you Dianzuo, Dianzuo...be careful of the steps, don't fall to death..."
Sora saw the novice monk bowing his head and sending the fat monk away respectfully. His attitude was even more respectful than that towards his own father!
If...if Xiao Han hadn't had sharp ears and heard his last little curse, he would definitely have classified this person into the category of a flatterer.
"What is Dian Zuo doing in this temple?" On the side, Su Dingfang didn't have as good an ear as Xiao Han, so he couldn't hear Kong Jian's muttering, so he just watched the meat mountain slowly disappear in the front yard, and then he clenched his teeth.
Huazi, turned around and asked Xiao Han about his identity.
"The person in charge of the food." Xiao Han replied with a smile.
"Oh, no wonder!"
When Su Dingfang heard this, he suddenly understood, and then muttered with a strange expression: "Damn it, it's true that after three years of drought, the cook will starve to death! With such a body, it is really a waste not to go to the battlefield to block arrows!"
"Ahem..." Xiao Han couldn't help but cough slightly after hearing Su Dingfang's muttering.
He originally wanted to tell Su Dingfang that Dianzuo was not only responsible for the temple's food, but also for the daily utensils and expenses of the entire temple and a series of logistical chores, so it could not be summed up by just a cook.
However, when he wanted to say this, he finally held back.
It seems that telling Su Dingfang this is useless!
The position of the fat monk, whether in Buddhism or in the secular world, is a position where even farts produce oil! It is estimated that only in the shabby Taoist sect, there is no oil to mop up!
"Two donors, how about we go and worship Buddha first?" Roshan left the front yard. Kong Jian, who had just nodded and bowed like a pug, straightened his back again. He rolled his eyes and looked at the place where Roshan disappeared.
, turned his head, looking flattering again.
"Praying to Buddha? You are so vicious to your fellow disciples. When we salute to Buddha, why don't you pray beside us and kill us?"
Xiao Han watched Kong Jian's face change for a moment like a magic trick, and a chill flashed through his heart! So he immediately shook his head and said: "It's getting late, so we won't disturb the masters' homework! Let's just leave it alone!"
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"Ah? Are you leaving so soon?"
Kong Jian obviously didn't expect Xiao Han to leave so soon. After a moment of shock, his face suddenly turned dark again!
Because when he thought about it, Xiao Han was so eager to leave that he probably regretted the money for sesame oil mentioned earlier!
"Five hundred kilograms of sesame oil, what a huge commission is this? Even though Jingkong Bald Donkey saw it and wanted to share half of it with him, the rest is still a huge fee! No, we must not let them run away!
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Thinking of this, Kong Jian secretly became angry in his heart, and his speech was no longer as kind as before. Instead, he stiffened and said with a dark face: "The donor wants to leave? The sesame oil money that is filial to the Buddha and Bodhisattva, but I don't know who the donor is."
Deliver it on time? Don’t forget that this is the pure land of Buddhism. If you tell lies randomly, you will go to tongue pulling hell!"
"What? The Pure Land of Buddhism? If you don't pay the Pure Land of Buddhism, you will go to hell? Are you worshiping the Buddha or the hooligans?
Su Dingfang was disgusted with this place and wanted to leave a long time ago! But if Xiao Han didn't leave, he couldn't leave Xiao Han here alone!
As a result, after waiting until now, I finally heard Xiao Han say that he wanted to leave. Just as he was relieved, he suddenly heard Kong asked for money? The furious Su Dingfang became angry at that time!
With a low shout, Su Dingfang stepped forward and grabbed Kong Jian. The veins on his arms popped out, and he almost lifted Kong Jian off the ground: "How about it, do you want me to send you to ask the Buddha how to give this money?"
"No, cough... let go!"
Poor Kong Jian didn't expect that this black man was so strong. He almost grabbed his neck and lifted him into the air with one hand! He wanted to get rid of Su Dingfang's big hand now, but after dancing around for a while, what he got in exchange was getting tighter and tighter.
Big hands, and a heart and lungs that are almost out of breath.
Su Dingfang pinched Kong Jian's neck until he almost rolled his eyes, then let go and let Kong Jian lie softly on the ground.
But to be honest, five hundred pounds of sesame oil is just a small sum for Su Dingfang, let alone Xiao Han!
Not to mention what kind of reward they will get from Xiao Lizi after returning to Chang'an this time! Even when they searched Jie Li's house, they got enough money to buy more than a dozen batches of sesame oil.
However, although the money is not much, he, Su Dingfang, is absolutely not willing to give it to the fake temple that hides filth and evil. He would rather use the money to fetch water and listen to the sound. I don't want to get into the belly of these lazy people!
"This is the pure land of Buddhism!" Kong Jian's face turned red, and while he was panting, he pointed at Su Dingfang lying on the ground and shouted angrily,
"The pure land of Buddhism? Bah! I think it's the dirty land of Buddhism!" Su Dingfang really didn't want to let these people in front of him tarnish his faith, so he glared at Kong Jian on the ground and rebuked angrily!
Kong Jian was also a coward. Seeing how tough Su Dingfang was, he immediately changed his attitude: "Yes, yes! Everything you said is right!"
"Do you still want more money?" Su Dingfang continued to yell angrily with eyes wide open.
Kong Jian raised his sleeves, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then smiled carefully: "I don't dare, I don't dare..."
"Hey, Lao Su, let him go!"
Xiao Han witnessed the conversation between Su Dingfang and Kong Jian clearly.
However, this time he had no idea of taking advantage. He personally pulled Sora Mian up from the ground, and finally gave him a kind smile and said: "Don't worry, we will give you every penny of the sesame oil money we just agreed upon."
You! Didn’t the altar just say that there is a merit box? Come on, take us there!"
"You want to give money? Wait, I'm going to move the merit box!"
Kong Jian was once again shocked by Xiao Han's words! He could hardly believe his ears!
After looking him up and down to make sure that this was not a dream, he immediately jumped up from the ground like a carp, not even bothering to brush away the contaminated dust, and rushed to the accounting room in a hurry! For fear of being late again.
If so, Xiao Han will change his mind and not complete this lucrative deal.
"Hey!" Xiao Han was speechless when he saw Kong looking at his head and body. Seeing that he was about to run away again, he quickly called him and said: "It's just a broken box, what's the point of always moving it around? Mountains can't come.
It’s just me, I’ll go to the mountain! Just take us to see the merit box!”
"Huh? That's right!"
When Xiao Han said this, Kong Jian, who had been dazzled by happiness and money, finally came back to his senses!
After coming back to his senses, Kong Jian almost didn’t think too much. He stretched out his hand and pointed towards the back of the hall and said: "The two donors don’t mind the trouble and come with me to the accounting room. I believe that the Buddha and Bodhisattva will definitely bless the donors like this."
