Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 174
The young Goudan stopped abruptly in the middle of his speech, but the barefoot monk suddenly froze his expression, making people fearful!
"You, you, you really don't know Taishan!"

Mo Chuan shook his head suddenly and smiled:

"Seeing that you are helpless and helpless, the poor Taoist felt pity for you, so he thought about giving up a mouthful of porridge and rice. How can this be compared to a master's disciple?"

"You, don't think that Pindao is powerful just because Pindao has used two-handed Taoism!"

"It should be noted that a good businessman hides something deep, and a gentleman has a rich education like nothing. A person with real ability will not show off like a poor Taoist. Baby, you are a fool."

Goudan was stunned by some words of admonition.

The embarrassing barefoot monk's face suddenly softened when he heard the words, his eyebrows and eyes were kind.

"Why are you standing still, don't ask for a teacher, don't miss the Buddha's fate!"

Seeing Goudan standing dumbfounded, Mo Chuan kept urging him.

Goudan was a teenager at heart, and he was somewhat uncertain. Seeing Mo Chuan's urging, he knelt down in front of the barefoot monk in a daze, bowed his head and said, "Disciple pays homage to master!"

……

He thought he owed Goudan karma, but he didn't know, maybe he was just one of Goudan's fate.

I have to say that the word fate is wonderful.

"Ha ha……"

"This--"

——He didn't understand the big reason, but he just felt that the Taoist seemed to be reluctant to accept him, so he had no choice but to worship Buddha.

"Why, is it difficult?"

Mo Chuan said with a smile: "Pimpedao passed by before and met the child's father. At that time, he saw that he was fine. He never thought that when he saw him again, he was separated from Yin and Yang, and he was left alone. He almost went astray. Pity, I wanted to give him food, but now it seems that this child is more destined to Buddha!"

"Mountain Temple?"

The barefoot monk then lowered his body, patted Gouwa on the shoulder and said:
"Son, seeking a teacher is like reincarnating, but you can't be careless. You have carefully considered, should you follow the Taoist friend to pursue the Dao? Or follow the poor monk to see the nature and become a Buddha?"

Mo Chuan laughed, reached into his bosom, took out a purse, shook it casually, and heard a muffled sound inside.

Mo Chuan replied: "Master, you are welcome!"

In the final analysis, he didn't accept dog eggs because he had no intention of accepting apprentices.

The shopkeeper was not polite, and quickly picked up the golden beans to check. The golden beans were pressed into the palm of the hand, and they weighed a little. There were one or two of them. When the nails were pinched, an imprint appeared. It was soft, real gold!
"Master Dao is refreshing. If that's the case, then Boyan Shiji will take over. I don't know if Master is in a hurry to ask for the goods?"

"Haha, the shopkeeper is an honest person."

But it is the most difficult thing to do without requirements. When things are finished, you will not be satisfied with this, and you will look down on that, tsk tsk, then it will be called a dilemma.

For example: steles, gate lions, god statues, animal buttons, spine beasts... and so on.

The old shopkeeper said tactfully.

The shopkeeper blew on the wet contract and muttered, did he meet a fool?Or met a strange person?

Seeing this, the barefoot monk felt very relieved: "Okay, okay, get up!"

Life is alive, each has its own fate.

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist, walk slowly."

The barefoot monk breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words: "Amitabha, fellow Taoist, have mercy."

After the two parties signed the contract and confirmed the ownership of Jin Douzi, they got up and left.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi laughed.

Hanjiazhuang is the most special, it is a clan surnamed Han, does not accept outsiders, and is good at complex and precise carvings.

Don't want the interior scene of rockery, just micro-carving of stone scene.

Wuchang is good at all things;
Stone mills, stone troughs, stone jars, stone pestles, stone mortars, stone incense burners, stone drums, stone piers... and other daily necessities are all-encompassing and all-encompassing.

He rolled up the purse, and saw that it was full of golden beans.

"It's true that strange things happen every year, especially this year. Doesn't this mean giving away a golden bean for nothing?"

Others may not be able to see the heels of the barefoot monk, but he can see circles of Buddha light like halos on him, which is a Buddha nature that even the abbot of Huitong Temple did not possess.

"Size, as small as a walnut, or as large as the Eight Immortals table, the exact size is up to you. There is only one requirement in Pindao that all details must be lifelike. Oh, by the way, this mountain temple must have Luban temple."

"The karma is over, I will say goodbye!"

"Enough is enough!"

Of course, although the three companies have their own strengths, in fact, production and sales still overlap each other on weekdays.

Mo Chuan nodded, turned and left, his steps were much easier.

Technology is not the emperor's country.

In case the patriarch enjoys the meal and a genius emerges, hey, can't the business boundary be expanded?

He also saw a Buddha-like light on the woman in red.

The face of the old shopkeeper changed.

That being the case, why delay people's Buddhist fate?

He was none other than Mo Chuan who had just returned from Fenghe City.

This made him realize something.

Mo Chuan squeezed out a golden bean, and pressed it on the shopkeeper's table as if playing chess.

The barefoot monk looked very solemn.

Is this really the butterfly's fault?

Goudan didn't even think about it, kowtowed again: "I want to learn Buddhism from master."

After hearing the Taoist's request, the old shopkeeper of Boyan Shiji showed a bit of surprise.

No, today Boyan Shiji has a big client—a Taoist in Tsing Yi with a weak crown.

"Although it is said that slow work produces meticulous work, but slow matters are urgently done, and Min is meritorious. Seven days is enough?"

Even if the dog eggs are worshiped by the door, most of them are free-range, or thrown to Shi Gong for teaching, or let Chang Qing take care of them...

Seeing this, Mo Chuan cupped his hands in congratulations: "Congratulations, mage, I'm happy to be an excellent disciple!"

"something wrong?"

"Okay, after seven days, please send the shopkeeper to the tea stall in Zhenkou."

Even if he doesn't show up in Fenghe County, Goudan will most likely be taken away by barefoot monks.

The butterfly flapped its wings and set off a stormy sea.

The barefoot monk returned the salute: "Let's be happy together!"

To be honest, the stone carving business is not afraid of customers asking too much, but afraid of customers not asking.

……

Mo Chuan shook his head, whether it's sophistry or ruthless, if he doesn't have the heart of a sage, then he can do what he wants.

Mo Chuan immediately made a decision.

The barefoot monk didn't speak, but looked at Mo Chuan instead: "Fellow Daoist, what happened?"

No matter how outrageous the customer's request is, what's the point of carving a six-clawed dragon?

"It's not difficult at all! To tell you the truth, Daoist, you just want to put the world's famous buildings in your home. As long as you have drawings, we, Boyan Stone Records, will guarantee you to carve them to perfection. But you said There are almost no requirements for this mountain temple, which is really difficult..."

Therefore, it should be much better for Goudan to follow the barefoot monk than to follow him.

The old shopkeeper showed embarrassment.

Shoushan Town is rich in artisans!
Boyan Shiji, Wuchang Shiji and Hanjiazhuang are the most famous!
Beyondan is good at stacking fake stones;
A few ordinary stones can pile up a mountain with a profound artistic conception.

"No, no! I don't know what size you want? How many pavilions do you need, and how fine are the details?"

"In this way, this golden bean is counted as a deposit, and you can carve it according to the value of this golden bean. After the work is completed, regardless of whether the poor Taoist is satisfied, this golden bean belongs to you; if it is carved well, the poor Taoist will be satisfied." , must be heavily thanked."

His appearance is more like a witness.

The old shopkeeper saw a lot of weird requests, so he didn't ask questions, but asked about the specific content directly.

While he was muttering, an apprentice came out in a hurry.

"Shopkeeper, that Taoist went to Wuchang Stone Record again."

"See it with your own eyes?"

"See for yourself!"

(End of this chapter)