At nightfall, everyone was idle. Fang Zheng looked at these energetic guys who were not sleeping, and directly called them over, prepared various tools, and went to collect crystal rice.
Crystal rice is indeed different from ordinary rice. Although it has a shell after maturity, if the shell is shaken at random, it will crack and spit out the crystal-like crystal rice inside. With the harvest of crystal rice, the rice vat in Yizhi Temple
Finally it was filled with rice again and there was still some left.
Looking at these crystal rice, Fang Zheng suddenly felt moved and relaxed as if he was starving to death. He didn't know why. Maybe it was because he had been hungry for too long before, or for other reasons. Anyway, he had a natural desire to hoard food.
.As if no matter how much you stock up, it’s not enough…
Satisfied, I touched handfuls of crystal rice, followed the example of Red Boy, pinched one and put it in my mouth. With a slight bite, the crystal rice split open, and a sweet taste spread in my mouth.
The feeling was so inexplicably wonderful that he couldn't describe it. But one thing is certain, starting from today, Yizhi Temple will have another pure natural pollution-free food in addition to cold bamboo and white jade cabbage.
A great snack.
Looking at the greedy disciples, Fang Zheng grabbed a handful and smiled at everyone.
Everyone suddenly became a little excited. Are we going to give out snacks?
Then Fangzheng put the handful of crystal rice in his pocket very seriously and said: "Children, eat less snacks, especially at night. It is not easy to fall asleep after eating snacks. So, take a rest early..."
After saying that, Fang Zheng put a grain of crystal rice into his mouth, chewed it and went out.
When the Lone Wolf, Squirrel, Monkey, Red Boy, and Xianyu heard this and looked at Fang Zheng's actions, they all felt aggrieved and wanted to cry. Xianyu and Red Boy even cursed in their hearts: "This thief is bald!
We were asked to eat, but he ate it, what a bummer!"
The squirrel was unwilling to give in and chased after him and asked: "Master, it's hard to fall asleep after eating too many snacks. Why do you still eat them?"
Fangzheng looked up at the sky, let out a long sigh, and said in a very desolate voice: "I'm an old poor monk. When you get older, you sleep less. You have to eat something to kill time during the long night, right? Okay, don't worry about being a teacher, just go early.
Go to sleep."
Then Fang Zheng flicked his sleeves and walked away. Under the silver moonlight, his white clothes looked a bit desolate.
If it hadn't been for that squeaking sound, the squirrel would have almost believed this bald guy!
Lone Wolf, Squirrel, several other disciples, and Xianyu looked at each other, and they all saw a capital letter in each other's eyes: "MMP!"
Especially a few minutes later, after snoring came from Fangzheng's Zen room, several disciples shouted in their hearts: "Is this what he said about the insomnia of the elderly?"
For the first time, several guys have the urge to sharpen their knives and go bald!
After a night of silence, the next day, Fangzheng walked out of Yizhiji Temple refreshed. It was a sunny day, and the stars in the sky were blinking. Then, with the sound of bells and drums hidden in the darkness, a round of
The golden sun hangs in the sky.
On this day, Fang Zheng received a call from Wang Yougui, saying that many foreigners from Southeast Asia had come to the village, and they were all talking nonsense, making them very passive. In the end, they were all solved with random gestures...
Wang Yougui said that he planned to hire some foreign language teachers in the village, otherwise it would be too confusing.
Another thing is that Wang Yougui said that the mountain road in Yizhi Mountain is too narrow, and more and more tourists come every day, which cannot meet the needs of tourists going up the mountain. He asked Fang Zheng if he had any ideas to widen the mountain road.
Fangzheng immediately refused and wanted to widen the mountain road? Wouldn’t that mean opening up mountains and building roads?
This Zhishan Mountain is not big at all, and if we continue driving, there will probably be no road left. Moreover, Yizhishan Mountain has a different feeling for Fang Zheng. There are childhoods, memories, and hopes here. The point is, this
Zhishan was a favorite of Zen Master Yi Zhi. He estimated that if he dared to mess around, when he got down, Zen Master Yi Zhi would definitely have a truckload of feather dusters waiting for him.
In order not to be beaten, Fang Zheng refused extremely firmly.
In response to this, Wang Yougui could only smile helplessly, but why did Fang Zheng feel a bit thief when he heard this laughter?
"Donor Wang, do you not want to build roads at all?" Fang Zheng asked.
Wang Yougui chuckled and said: "It's better if we don't build the road. After the road is built, everyone will go up it, and then they all come down and go home. Who will stay in the guest room of our farmhouse? If you can't go up, you have to wait. Where will they wait? Not yet.
Living in a village? Let me tell you, when we look at a village now, let alone comparing it with other rural areas, even city residents do not have as high an income and a good life as us! Many families are preparing to expand... But
I didn't let them build a small Western-style building. It looked good, but it lost the cultural atmosphere of our Northeastern countryside. But there is also a problem. The homestead is only so big. No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to get much land... Hey... Look...
It hurts to see so much money flowing from my eyes to other villages."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was dumbfounded for a while, and then said with a smile: "Donor Wang, when did you become so prudent with calculations? Since you are from the Northeast, you should show the spirit of a Northeast man. What's the use of making more money? Will you make a living?
If you bring something that you will not take with you, since you no longer have to worry about money, let’s think about how to repay society. In addition, the outflow of money is also a good thing, as it benefits one party and accumulates virtue.”
Hearing this, Wang Yougui laughed loudly and said: "You kid, it's okay. You started to reprimand me. I understand everything you said, but I just can't think about it. Don't worry, I have high political awareness and am ready to unite all the people."
We built a tour bus in the village, and then raised funds to build roads. When guests come, we can’t let them bump on the broken roads in the village, right? What’s the saying? By the way, if you want to get rich, build roads first...
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After hearing what Wang Yougui said, Fang Zheng felt relieved.
In fact, Fang Zheng has always been a little worried. He is worried that when the villagers get rich, they will learn bad things, lose their simplicity, and the scholars will be tricked. Since the villagers are still the same villagers, and his Uncle Wang is still his Uncle Wang, Fang Zheng is relieved.
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After hanging up the phone, Fang Zheng immediately ran to the kitchen, took the ladder and climbed up to the Buddha vat that no one had looked at. When he looked inside, Fang Zheng was stunned and exclaimed: "Amitabha has a Buddha!"
!Is this the poor monk’s sauerkraut?”
In the huge Buddha jar, a piece of golden stuff was looming in the salt water. Fang Zheng jumped down quickly, called Hong Boy, and the two of them carried the Buddha jar to the yard. The sunlight shone into the Buddha jar, and Fang Zheng could see it more clearly.
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Under the water is something like golden seaweed and coral, which looks extremely gorgeous in the sun!
Fang Zheng had also looked inside the Buddha vat earlier, but the white jade cabbage had not completely changed color at that time. In addition, he only changed the water at that time and did not look carefully, so he didn't think there was anything wrong.
But looking at it now, Fang Zheng only feels that the thing in this Buddha vat is not cabbage, but soft gold!