MTL - The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism-Chapter 1308 Founder's Fortune Dream

This scene was sung twice, and it wasn't until Uncle Jiang and others couldn't sing.

Even so, we do n’t want to disperse, just sit here, chat with the people around me and talk to the sky, blowing the cattle of Tiannanhaibei, as if really back to the past, the people sitting around are not living in the steel bars Strangers in the concrete, but the villagers in the same village, Brother Zhang, Brother Li, sister next door, young man ...

Hip-hop abandoned all the camouflage and subconscious defenses in the city, and enjoyed this innocent emotion and communication only found in childhood ...

Unconsciously, the night passed like this, and when it was dawn, when the first rays of sunlight sprinkled on everyone, everyone found out that it was dawn and the dream was awake ...

At that moment, everyone was a little scared.

Although the past was poor, the kind of people and people's sense of freedom made them linger and linger, leaving them silent and unable to extricate themselves.

They don't want to just wake up like this, don't want to walk into the office building, put on a suit and leather mask, and live ...

Just then, I didn't know who it was, and suddenly said, "Folks, come here every day to listen to the drama?"

These words seemed to have magical power. Everyone was almost subconscious, for fear of being late, and missed the answer, shouting: "Okay!"

Then everyone laughed, and took away his wife and children and the old man at home.

When I got home, everyone looked at the cellphone, and they were all dumbfounded. Last night, it was -29 degrees below zero!

They spent the night outside without any protection!

No one frostbite yet!

No one feels cold!

I just felt that my heart was fiery, thinking that it would be dark and go to the theater.

Uncle Jiang was lying tired on the bed, but his mouth couldn't be closed. When he was lying on the bed, he murmured, "How many years, how many years ... for many years, for many years ... "

Go to sleep ...

Tang Ze seemed particularly happy, singing Beijing opera as he walked, as if he were many years younger.

Tang Chen said, "Master, are you so happy?"

Tang Ze laughed with a smile: "It's like you have heard childhood songs after the 1980s, full of memories. This Peking Opera represents a generation, it represents the youth of a generation, and the feeling of returning to the past ... hmm ... beautiful. "

Tang Chen was dumb. He had this feeling. He occasionally walked through some alleys that were familiar from childhood. He saw the stars of that year and listened to the stories of that year. His heart was warm and sour, the kind of youth and youth The memories can really kill anyone.

"Master, where are we going now?" Tang Chen asked.

Tang Ze said: "Tired, go home."

Tang Chen suddenly said: "Don't go to Yizhi Temple for tea?"

Tang Ze shook his head and said, "Sometimes you have to be in your life, and you don't have to ask for it all the time. Let it be. Let's go!"

Between words, the two had gone.

After everyone's mood calmed down, then they remembered, didn't they go to see the Founder?

As a result, he didn't even have a group photo. He patronized the chat ... and he was annoyed one by one.

At the same time, everyone also realized that the dream last night may have something to do with Founder.

Everyone didn't get cold all night, and it might be related to him.

After all, only Founder can do this here.

As a result, many people shouted in the group: "Go to Yizhi Temple?"

Everyone agreed in unison, and after an appointment together on the weekend morning, they started a busy day.

Some people are happy, some are sad, and others want to cry.

The earliest Fang Zheng left, when the opera was finished, he had taken his disciples to Yizhi Temple. This time, he really did. He did n’t fly because the driver laughed and could n’t take it anymore ...

"Ha ha ... Master, ... ha ha ... am I not smiling?" The salted fish burst into tears.

The red baby also laughed: "Master, this smirk is so uncomfortable ... haha ​​... we know it's wrong and we won't commit it again."

Fang Zheng glanced at the two guys and laughed all night. He was a little annoyed listening to the laughter of both people.

So Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Since you know what's wrong, stop and don't laugh."

When the red baby and the salted fish heard it, they shut up quickly, and then let out a big breath.

Salted fish said: "Master, you don't know, I was almost deceived before."

Founder said with a whisper, "Who lied to you?"

Salted fish said: "It's Song Ming's group of people! The big bowl of water I soaked in the mountains, they will buy tens of thousands. Fortunately, I was calm and calm at that time, I was not moved by them, I yelled directly, not sold Just go. You do n’t know, how precious is the tea in our mountains ... ”

"Wait a minute, you are talking about the bowl of water you just soaked with Han Bamboo leaves? If I remember correctly, you have soaked several times, right?" Founder.

The salted fish's old face blushed: "Not so many times, only three times. You know, I'm too lazy to look for that thing, just borrow a taste."

As soon as Founder heard it, he raised his hand and slapped him. He said, "You fool, you have made tea three times, and you are not worth a dime. People do n’t think you have drunk a fish mouth and paid for it. That ’s great. Do you want to sell it? Tens of thousands! You really think the money is coming from the gale? So profitable?

After going back, I thought behind closed doors, when did I want to understand, when did I come out! "

The salted fish was stunned, and said, "Master, you want to understand, why do you want to understand?"

Founder touched his chin and said, "When do you think of a bright and honest way to make tens of thousands of yuan, even if you want to understand."

The salted fish quickly called out, "Yes! Master, I heard the donor Don said that the tea in our house is expensive! A catty can sell hundreds of thousands of dollars! Let's go home and pick tea, absolutely make heaven!"

When Founder heard it, rubbing his ears, he asked, "How much?"

Salted fish said: "Hundreds of thousands! Brother Jingxin can testify, this is what Tang Shizhu himself said."

The red child said, "Yes, Master, Han Zhu is very valuable."

Founder rubbed his fingers and asked, "Are you sure, what he said was a pound, not a ton?"

The salted fish cried, "Master, although the two of us are older, they have better ears. Absolutely hundreds of thousands of catties, not hundreds of thousands of tons. In short, we are going to send them!"

Founder heard the words, subconsciously grinned and wanted to laugh, get rich ... He is finally out of poverty!

But in the face of two apprentices, is it always necessary to maintain Master's dignity, so he tried to make himself not laugh too much.

The squirrel looked at Fangzheng and said, "Master, please laugh if you want to laugh. You look like you can't hold your pee. I want to go to the toilet when I look."

When Founder raised his hand, it was a violent past: "What about you?"