Master Long Yang and Zhao Ran exchanged greetings for a moment, and then said: "Today, the poor monk went to Cuiming Mountain for a walk. Someone has started to build the mountain road and the mountain gate. He also saw the land being leveled on the mountain flat. Everything is as planned by Cheng Dong's family.
I'm afraid there won't be five or six hundred people working on it at the same time, so it will be very lively and prosperous. I wonder when it will be completed?"
Zhao Ran said: "In a few days, there will be 300 people entering the mountain. They are all experienced craftsmen invited by Xingqing Prefecture, including many master craftsmen from Kaifeng Prefecture. It is expected that the mountain road and mountain gate will be repaired within two months, and then construction of various parts of the villa will begin.
In September next year, we will start building the temple and build the monk's residence, and initially regulate the garden. We will strive to complete the construction of the entire villa and medicinal plantation by the end of the next year. After completion, the monks of your temple can move into the other courtyard.
According to the requirements of your temple, no carvings or paintings will be done. This is already the fastest progress."
With that said, Zhao Ran unfolded the plan in front of Master Long Yang and introduced the start and completion dates of each location one by one.
Master Long Yang had seen the plan of Cuiming Villa so many times that he knew it by heart, but every time he opened it, his heart was as excited as when he saw it for the first time. Abbot Long Ji once made a joke to him, saying
If he continues to read, he may lose his Buddha mind and his realm.
However, Master Long Yang said to his senior brother with emotion: "It has been six hundred years, but our temple has never had such a prosperous opportunity. I still remember the instructions of the master before his death, and the words are still in my ears now... When this villa is built, forget it.
But it is Master’s last wish. Even if my realm falls, I will have no regrets or regrets. This so-called enlightenment..."
At this moment, Long Yang, who kept rubbing the plan with his fingers, stared at it for a long time and murmured: "Okay, okay...I wonder what the difficulty is? If there is any use for our temple, please feel free to give me the instructions."
Zhao Ran thought for a while and said: "The biggest difficulty is the problem of material preparation. We have already negotiated the price with the Yeli family earlier. We will cut wood from the mountain forests in the valleys on the left and right sides... There is a small rocky mountain next to it that can be quarried... It's close to
It's very close, which is why I chose Cuiming Mountain. But no matter how close it is, after all, the volume of cubic meters is very large, and a large part of the construction period of Cuiming Villa is devoted to this... In addition, there are also issues such as leveling the land.
.I wonder if there is any way in your temple, such as... um, practicing Buddhism... it can save at least several months, or even a year in advance."
This is purely a sequelae caused by Zhao Ran's "abuse" of Wucai Master's Taoism during the construction of Junshan - after he got used to it, he always couldn't help but think of this efficient construction method.
Abbot Long Yang said he would not shirk the construction of a separate courtyard for his own temple. He would immediately dispatch more than a dozen monks on standby in Xingqing Mansion to cut wood and quarry stone.
Zhao Ran felt that he had almost finished saying what needed to be said. He picked up the teacup and took a sip, gently twisting the tea leaves in the water with the lid of the cup. The meaning was very clear - Master, go away, it's late at night, shall we?
Time to leave?
But I didn't expect that this old monk had no awareness of being a guest. He picked up the cup and took a sip, then put down the cup and continued to sigh: "Master Cheng, if I hadn't met you, our temple would have been extremely difficult this year. Every day
When the poor monk thought of the more than 200 people in the temple and the dozen or so children in the temple who were waiting to be fed, he couldn't help but feel very lucky..."
Zhao Ran thought to himself, this old monk kept chattering on and on, wondering what he was up to? So he said: "Master, why should you be so polite? If you have anything to say, you might as well tell me directly."
Long Yang's old face turned red and he slowly said: "Although our temple is in embarrassment on a daily basis, it has been going on like this for hundreds of years. The reason why it has reached the extreme this year is all because of greed and its inability to cope with the disaster.
The owner knows what happened. But this time the Xingqing Prefecture’s snow lotus hype was not limited to our temple. As far as the poor monk knows, Longmatai Temple in Xingqing Prefecture also folded thousands of taels in it. If it weren’t for them
If you catch the opportunity early, you may suffer more losses..."
Zhao Ran was amused. Jin Bo's small group made over 100,000 taels of silver from the sniper attack on Xuelian. Together with a group of well-connected and quick-sighted forces around them, they made a total of no less than 300,000 taels. Of course, most of them came from Yan.
What was taken out of the pockets of the instigators of the Huilou Li family, such as speculative traders, small wealthy families, and even some temples also contributed a lot.
Longmatai Temple ranks low among the temples in Xingqing Prefecture, so it is also among the losers. However, Chengtian Temple, Gaotai Temple, Jietan Temple, Fozu Temple and other large temples are located in Liangshi, Gaoshi and Yelijia.
I made a lot of money by reporting the news. Chengtian Temple alone made a profit of 20,000 silver!
Otherwise, why do you think the Jinbo Group can still be safe and sound after making so much money? Zhao Ran heard that many of Li's backhands have been suppressed. This is the principle of having food to eat together and clothing to wear together.
This was also a trick commonly used by Houdang, and Zhao Ran still admired it.
I heard Master Longyang continue: "I don't want to be too troublesome as a poor monk, but there is a temple like ours, which also suffered heavy losses in this year's Great White Disaster, and lost a lot of money buying snow lotus. The abbot of this temple, Wu Lan,
The master found the poor monk and asked him to help introduce Cheng Dong's family. They said they didn't know if they could follow the example of Tianmatai Temple..."
After Zhao Ran knew that he had set a precedent for Tianmatai Temple, many temples took notice and wanted to get a share of the pie.
But he has already overstayed his "service" for half a year, and has been waiting for the Ming Dynasty Sanqing Hall to send someone to take over the handover so that he can leave. Now that his store has been built and is operating well, he has sent back a lot of information, and the task has been completed long ago.
His fingers are also filled with a large amount of real money and precious medicinal materials that have been exchanged, and he is ready to run away at any time, so he has no time to care about such noisy matters.
According to the flying talisman connection with Dongfang Li, the new "Cheng'an" who came to hand over had already set off more than a month ago, but for some reason he had not yet arrived in Xingqing.
So he declined politely and said: "Master, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."
"Please tell Mr. Cheng."
"How much is your temple worth now? Master, right?"
Long Yang's face lit up: "Our temple currently has 60,000 taels of property, and we still have 3,000 shares of Tianma Pharmaceutical in hand."
Zhao Ran nodded and said: "It adds up to 150,000 taels of silver. Master, do you know how much the Kaifeng Mansion earned last year?"
"this……"
"Together with all kinds of goods, the total equivalent of silver is just over 500,000 yuan! Master knows that Gao Dayanei is the eldest son of the Yin family in Kaifeng Prefecture. There is not much difference in the data in my hand. In other words, just expensive
The temple is worth more than 30% of the annual income of the entire Xingqing Prefecture last year."
"This is still dependent on Cheng Dong..."
Zhao Ran waved his hand: "Let's not say polite words between us. What I mean is, how many Tianma Pharmaceuticals can the entire Xingqing Mansion support?"
Long Yang looked at Zhao Ran blankly, seeming to realize something.
Zhao Ran spread his hands: "So, the cake in the pool... there is only so much rice in the pot. If you take one more bite, others will take one less bite. If there are more people eating, everyone will eat less. The truth is
It's that simple... In the short term, this cannot be replicated."
Long Yang lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and said, "I know this is an unkind invitation, but I still ask Master Cheng to think of a way."
Zhao Ran frowned: "Master, I have explained the truth so thoroughly, master still..." Seeing the pleading in Long Yang's eyes, he said helplessly: "Then... what special products are produced in the other temple?
?For example, the elixir they refine cannot be refined by others?"
"...It comes from the same lineage as my Tianmatai Temple, and the formula of the elixir is similar. I can't think of it at the moment..."
"Then, do they have any place with unique scenery and pleasant climate where they can live a long life?"
"...Black Holy Mountain is also a barren mountain, and it is located in a remote place. In terms of resources, it is only slightly better than our temple's Tianmatai Mountain, but in terms of danger, it far exceeds our temple..."
"That's it... Master, you see, your temple is the same type of temple as theirs. In terms of business, they are in a competitive relationship and cannot complement each other very well. Let them come in to eat, even if we all agree
, Master, can you be willing?"
Long Yang folded his hands and said: "Our temple is willing. Cheng Dongjia's heartfelt words just now are really for our temple. The poor monk thanked Cheng Dongjia, but Jialan Temple is different! Jialan Temple and our temple were a thousand years ago.
It was passed down by the ancestors of the ancestors, and our temple has been helping each other. Over the past few hundred years, our temple has experienced many disasters, and it was only the Jialan Temple that helped us to survive. Now, under the care of the Chengdong family, our temple can be regarded as a
We have hope, and because of this, we cannot leave them alone..."
"...Wait a minute, what temple are you talking about?"
"Jialan Temple, Chengdong's family, if I am not a practitioner, I may have never heard of it. Well, in fact, even if I am a practitioner, very few have heard of it. Just like our temple..."
Zhao Ran was a little confused for a moment, why hadn't he heard of it? He had heard of it too much!