I don't want to be a saint

Chapter 70

Keep those around you fed and clothed.

Monks and Taoists find this statement very interesting.

The idea is realistic, yet purposeful.But from another level, his personal sentiment is very noble.

Because most people are selfish.

Just feed yourself and dress warmly, who cares about the frost on other people's tiles!

Only a person like Guo Erlang with high morals and selflessness would think this way.But he just didn't know it, thinking that it was normal for him to do so, and it wasn't some lofty ambition.

But not only did he do it, he did it very well.

He led the entire Yanglin Village to dig coal, make candles, open kilns to burn bricks and raise chickens and rabbits, and now he is thinking about firing porcelain.

Well!
Speaking of the firing of porcelain, the monk suddenly asked: "Didn't you sell the candles to Fuxing Company? How do you remember now that you are going to sell the porcelain to Shen Laoer's Ruifeng Company?"

After speaking, he squinted at the Taoist's reaction.

Guo Yi casually grabbed a piece of dog's tail grass from the thatch pile and stuffed it into his mouth, biting his teeth up and down, and responded very casually: "As the saying goes, you can't put all eggs in one basket at the same time. As the saying goes, cunning The rabbit still has three caves."

Haha!

The Taoist didn't respond, as if it had nothing to do with him, but the monk couldn't help laughing.

You are right.

A few people walked and talked, and soon turned on the fork road leading to Zhangjiawan.The monk pointed to the front and said excitedly, "There is Zhangjiawan!"

Guo Yi couldn't help but stood up, put his hands on the shoulders of the pillar, and looked forward.

I saw that the long stretch of rippling blue lake was dyed red by the setting sun that was about to set.

A residual sun spreads in the water, half of the river is half red.

It is as beautiful as a volume of poetry.

On both sides of the lake, there are reed marshes with vast expanses of blue waves.With the breeze blowing, rippling back and forth, people can't help yearning for it.

The entire Zhangjiawan is wide and short in the east-west direction, only a dozen miles at the widest point, and narrow and long in the north-south direction, stretching as far as the eye can see.

It is like a long and narrow crescent moon, and it is on the border of Zhangjia Town, so it is named Zhangjiawan.

It is formed by the confluence of tributaries of the Yangtze River from north to south.

The monk stretched out his finger and pointed to a place away from the shore of the lake: "That is the place where the dry reeds are harvested and piled up in autumn. The villagers around here will cut off the dry yellow reeds in the autumn and dry them into dry reed grass. For weaving straw mats.

From here along the shore of the lake all the way to the south, there are dozens of such venues scattered here and there.And Lao Feng and his family have been here almost all the time. "

After finishing speaking, he clamped his legs into the horse's belly: "Go, go and have a look!"

Soon he arrived at the destination, and as he said, an old man with a bamboo hat on his back and trouser legs waved his hands enthusiastically to greet him: "Master Deyuan, why are you here at this time? In previous years , didn’t they all come here in midsummer?”

Monk Deyuan jumped off his horse and laughed happily: "Old Feng, I haven't seen you for a year. Are you in good health?"

"Good! Good! Thanks to your old rejuvenation master, my old bones are still strong." While talking, the old man pinched his broken teeth, turned his head and shouted twice into the thatched hut behind: "Mother Tweety, Mother Cui'er! Master Deyuan is here! Hurry up and make porridge for the two fish I just caught!"

Following his shout, a woman wearing a floral turban opened the straw curtain and looked out. When she saw Monk Deyuan, she immediately put on a smile: "Yo! Really! Master, Drink your saliva and rest for a while. The old woman will stew the fish porridge right away!"

After the old man finished calling the woman, he turned his head and shouted towards the reeds in the west: "Second brother, Er Maozi, go down to the lake and catch two fish!"

As soon as his voice fell, an echo came from the tall reeds: "Okay! Got it!"

When the monk saw him entertaining him so warmly, the smile on his face grew stronger. Pointing to the stack of dry reeds not far away, he asked, "How is the harvest this year? These haystacks should be pretty good, right?"

The old man Feng grinned, stretched out five fingers, and flaunted: "It can be sold for fifty yuan a day!"

Well, it's not bad.

The monk nodded, looked at the sparkling lake water in the distance, and asked again: "According to someone, the water level in this lake seems to be much lower than in previous years."

Ugh…!
Hearing this, old man Feng's originally smiling face collapsed in an instant, and was replaced by a frowning expression.

"Hey! It's not only lower than in previous years, it's much lower!" Feng said, pointing to his trouser legs: "Look, the old man has been used to it for many years. At this time in previous years, The water has already overflowed to the bottom of this trouser leg."

After finishing speaking, he raised his foot and stomped on the ground: "Look at this year again, let alone the trouser legs, it is almost dry without any water. If the drought continues like this, the lake will I'm afraid I'll do it!"

Guo Yi took a closer look, and sure enough, as he said, the ground was dry and cracked.

And the monk asked again: "As you can see, what will happen if we block the exit of the lake and prevent the water from flowing out?"

Forehead…

His words stunned Old Man Feng...

After a long while, he looked up at the monk, and asked cautiously: "This government, can you let me?"

"En!" The monk nodded without hesitation and agreed: "Yes! You also know that this traveler knows a lot of people, and someone asked me to come and see."

Hearing what he said, old man Feng couldn't help heaving a long sigh of relief, and the smile on his face gradually hung, and he lifted his feet and walked towards the lake.

As he walked, he kept muttering: "Look, look, look! The old man's feet were originally swamps, and if he didn't pay attention, he would sink him. Today, even the dry ones can stand up. up.

According to the old man, it is not impossible to block the mouth of the lake.But the old man's younger sister's family lives in the lower reaches of the 'Xiahu Village'.

If you block the mouth of this lake, can he still have access to water in the downstream 'Xiahu Village'? "

After he finished speaking, Guo Yi, the monk and the Taoist were all stunned.

It's like a slap in the face.

Sure enough, as the sage Confucius said, three people must have my teacher.

Even an old mud-legged man who cuts reeds and weaves straw mats thinks so far ahead.

They really took it for granted, and it was a bit like talking on paper.

Fortunately, he didn't send out the official document in a hurry as he thought in his heart, and even knew that he came all the way to check on the spot.

Seeing that they didn't speak, old man Feng felt a little uneasy, and forced himself to smile with his barren teeth: "I think back then, when my sister got married, she was on a small boat and floated along this river to my brother-in-law's house.

After that, every time I went back to my mother's house, I always came here by boat.

It is more difficult to go retrograde when you come, but it is much smoother to go back, and you don’t even need oars when you encounter a favorable wind. "

　Thank you Youlang Gugu for the monthly ticket reward!
　　Boss atmosphere!May all go well with you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)