Chapter 17 Up the Wind

The sky was slightly bright, and three generations of the ancestors and grandchildren of the Xiaobai family appeared at the entrance of Washi Street in Ye City.

Wa City is on Bingjing Street. The morning light is shrouded, and the mist has not yet dissipated. Farmers with baskets full of vegetable leaves full of fog on their heads, fishermen who have just returned from fishing in the pond and are still full of fishy smell, and hunters with warm wild animals on the ground are all trying their best to shout their own things.

"The big fish just caught only needs five pounds per catty..."

"Auntie, as long as the wild vegetables in this basket are all yours..."

"Wild game, wild animals, fresh rabbit roece meat, old woman, do you want a rabbit leg? ......”

This tile city is the most lively place in Ye City in the early morning.

Not only is the palace shopping here, but also the shopping of the kitchens of a hundred restaurants in Yecheng.

There are palace procurements with a tall horse followed by a donkey cart, and there are also restaurant accounts and stoves with a blue robe followed by a dwarf.

In twos and threes, you can see people who get together to bargain.

Of course, the gossip in the streets and alleys has also spread from here to all directions.

As the day comes out, everyone who buys good vegetables disperses in twos and threes.

"Oh, I heard that there is no. I don't know what powerful person I met outside. I didn't even catch up with my father's deathbed. It is said that he took over the banquet of the Buddhist Dharma Conference next month..."

"What didn't catch up? That's because he was busy taking over the preparations for the Dharma Conference banquet. If this is to be done, the profit I'm afraid it will be more than this number..." The speaker mysteriously raised his palm and doubled back and forth.

"How can this opportunity be taken by the slut..."

"That Gongsun Yi gave so much money to his aunt and five-year-old brother. As long as there is a Ruyi restaurant, I'm afraid it is... hey hey hey..."

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the streets and alleys. There are no more or eight versions talking about this matter.

The west gate of Yecheng is a labor distribution center. Hiring long-term and short-term workers and looking for jobs and want to sell themselves are concentrated here.

"Oh, have you heard that Ruyi Restaurant found a little lady yesterday, and the wages turned out to be three or two a month..."

"Is the business of the restaurant so good now? A little cook can have so much money, and the stove is not higher..."

"The wages of Ruyi Restaurant have more than doubled. Will the wages of other restaurants also increase?"

Since yesterday, such a whispered conversation has not stopped. Others dared to bargain with their employers.

The sun gradually rose, and the owner of the Hu Restaurant, who was next to the Ruyi Restaurant, was surrounded by several colleagues.

"I heard that you went to Ruyi Restaurant alone yesterday?"

"What did the grandson say to you? ......”

"The old beard is not authentic. A person sneaked away and didn't tell me to wait!"

"I went yesterday..."

Some people directly despise Hu Shang.

Not my family, not my family! With great emotion.

The bearded man didn't know why he became the target of public criticism overnight. What's more, I don't understand what these shopkeepers are trying to ask about.

Businessmen are very profitable. No profit, no early, no treachery, no business.

When Gongsun Yi called everyone to talk about the gathering for the first time the day before yesterday, these people all went there. After introducing the reason for the matter, Gongsun Yi asked the shopkeepers to go back and think about it.

When they came out of the building, these shopkeepers looked plighted.

No one went there the next day. Throughout the ages, business has been operated by a single company or a family, and there has never been dozens of joint companies.

Although the world is peaceful now, there is also a change of power and position on the temple. Who can guarantee such a collection?

It's Gongsun Yi. His Gongsun family is also a big family in Yecheng. If those uncles, sons and nephews are allowed to join the gathering, I'm afraid it will take a lot of words.

If everyone doesn't go, they will be safe. But one person went there, and in the eyes of everyone, he became the first to eat alone.

Who will go if it's not good?

The Hu boss came to the Central Plains thousands of miles away. He has also been operating in Ye City for many years and is shrewd.

He will sneak away, which must be of great benefit!

This is everyone's mind.

The more the beard defended that he did not participate in the gathering of Gongsun Yi, the more people felt that his face covered by the beard was treacherous.

Who would be willing to say the benefits? Several shrewd bosses in the business field deeply regretted that they didn't go with them yesterday.

Xiaobai sat in a corner of the restaurant and saw that the bearded boss was surrounded by everyone. The bosses couldn't wait to find Gongsun Yi now, and couldn't help nodding secretly.

The bearded boss would never expect that he would inadvertently help Gongsun Yi and Xiaobai a big favor!

It's like serving a pot of dishes that no one has ever eaten. Now someone takes the lead and picks a chopstick, and everyone in the back naturally lifts the chopsticks frequently.

It turns out that this is the "first to eat crabs" phenomenon that the Qingyin master said to himself.

The first person to eat crabs is always imitated!

Xiaobai's mind came to his mind that he went to find Master Qingyin and told him the problem of Mr. Gongsun.

The voice-clear master frowned first. Later, I only thought for a moment and told myself what I said.

It turned out that someone was going to do it, and the people behind will do it themselves.

But why do these exquisite shopkeepers do it so impatiently? Xiao Bai still didn't figure it out.

Seeing several bosses hurried out of the house, Xiaobai also walked out of the restaurant from the sitting corner. She was going to rush to tell Qingyin that the "crab-eating phenomenon" really happened.

When he arrived at Anguo Temple, Qingyin had already gone to the abbot's courtyard.

Master Kongzhi went to the Grand Palace that day. The king said that he would take out the money, but he didn't even see anyone for a few days. I dare not send someone to the palace to ask. He only quietly asked the King of Lanling to inquire, but there was no message.

Master Kongzhi was so worried that he almost scratched his bald head.

I don't know the details of this, and it's not convenient to ask. Seeing that Master Kongzhi frowned, he expected to encounter another problem.

Hesitating whether to say or not, Master Kongzhi has said, "What's the matter?"

The look is still pleasant. Let Qingyin sit down in the chair and say.

Qingyin bowed, and then sat on the chair next to the cloud bed where Master Kongzhi was meditating.

Now she is more and more profied when she pretends to be a little monk. There are also a lot of things like bowing.

Master Kongzhi asked again, and Qingyin looked up at Master Kongzhi, "Host, I don't know if the silver two of the Dharma Conference are ready?"

Qingyin came straight to the point, but Master Kongzhi was stunned when he heard it. He didn't know what the meaning of Qingyin asked.

And because Qingyin asked about the big thing in his heart, he immediately stretched out his legs and got off the cloud bed, sat on the chair next to Qingyin, and sighed, "It's the silver of sorrow."

Qingyin has a bottom in his heart.

He smiled and said, "I don't know how much silver will be needed for the host to estimate this Dharma conference?"

Seeing that Qingyin said that the wind was light and the clouds were light, Master Kongzhi's eyes lit up, "About 500,000 taels."

I was shocked to hear the clear sound. He looked at Master Kongzhi with stunned eyes, "500,000 taels?"

He looked the same as when Xiaobai heard the wages of ten taels of silver.

Master Kongzhi was surprised to see Qingyin. He thought it was because he participated in the Dharma Conference for the first time. He didn't know the details, so he explained it carefully.

It turned out that the requirements of the Buddhist conference were very complicated, such as banners, Buddha utensils, Buddha beads, Buddha statues and paintings, and all kinds of fragrant candle paper. In addition, because there are envoys in all countries, vegetarian dishes should be prepared, saying that 500,000 yuan is still less.

Only then did I know how deep the water was. But she has promised to cooperate with Gongsun Yi, and this matter of undertaking the fast food will be taken over no matter what.

After thinking about it, I asked, "How much silver does it cost to make vegetarian food?" How can I get the money back?

Master Kongzhi shook his head and said, "When our temple hosted the Dharma Conference last time, we spent 100,000 taels of vegetarian food. The people who came to the Buddhist conference were all princes and nobles and famous monks in various temples. It's just more or less giving after the Dharma Conference, but there is no fixed amount of donating more or less.

Qingyin thought of a more practical question, "I don't know if I used to lose money or make money?"

Master Kongzhi smiled bitterly. In the past, the scale of the Dharma Conference was small, and our temple also held a deficit once. The warehouses in the temple will be increasingly worn out. Now this Dharma conference should have been hosted by Huguo Temple. But I don't know what they said in front of the king, but it was my turn to my temple. Although the king said that he had allocated 150,000 taels, I'm afraid he will lose more!"

It turned out that the situation was so serious. 150,000 taels and 500,000 taels, the numbers are reversed, but the difference is more than a thousand miles!

The voice-clear face also became serious.

She thought to herself that if Gongsun Yi could convene several merchants to cooperate, and if one family could take out 30,000 to 50,000 silver, it would not be difficult to raise 500,000 yuan.

There is money in the temple, but where does the money earned come from?

It's like she set up a stall to do business in her previous life. With the source of goods, she always has to sell it to make a profit.

If, as the host said, it all depends on giving - and donating more or less, then how to fight this uncertain battle?

Master Kongzhi looked at Qingyin eagerly, hoping that this little nephew could bring himself an inexplicable surprise again. Seeing Qingyin's expression, he was meditating and annoyed for a while, and his heart couldn't help but be confused.

I thought about the clear disk for a while, and I felt that I still had to go back and think about it.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Kongzhi mage looking at him sadly. People in their sixties looked as pitiful as a child, and there was no demeanor of presiding the abbot.

I can't help but sympathize.

It's hard for a smart woman to cook without rice!

When her parents died in a car accident, Lin Qingyin was still in high school. Suddenly, the bad news came, and I cried so much that I slept for three days.

Although relatives and friends helped take care of the funeral, after all, each family has its own life. She didn't want to drag others down, so she slowly survived high school with her parents' previous savings.

When I went to college, I paid the tuition fee, which was not enough for living expenses. At that time, looking at the decreasing number on the passbook, I was so worried that I couldn't sleep.

Later, I had no choice but to sell small accessories with only a little extra money. I could earn hundreds of yuan a month for living, which was counted as my junior year.

If I had known that I had sold the house and used the money for living expenses, I wouldn't have been bumped into and crossed here.

Thinking of setting up a stall to sell trinkets before, Qingyin couldn't help but pause.

There seemed to be some inspiration in my mind, but it flashed by, and I wanted to catch it but didn't catch anything.

"Qingyin, what's your idea?" Master Kongzhi looked at Qingyin eagerly.

Shake your head in a clear voice. Seeing that Master Kongzhi suddenly seemed to be beaten by frost, he said, "Let me go back and think about it again!"

I really can't bear to see the master disappointed.

Master Kongzhi nodded helplessly and comforted Qingyin in turn, "Don't worry. This is a major event in the whole temple. I will gather them to figure it out together."

Qingyin put his hands together and said, "The little monk went out first."

After walking out of the door, I heard an old sigh behind me.