I can see the commodity price curve

"Ahhh, I'm so angry, I want them to die, I want to kill them."

A man in his fifties was lying on the ground, yelling with a bruised face and nose.

But before he could finish his words, Zhang Yue kicked him again.

The faces of the monks who came to dissuade him suddenly turned black: "This donor, please respect yourself!"

Zhang Yue looked at them and said, "I respect myself very much!

And this really can't be blamed on me. As the Buddhists say, God is merciful and kind. If I don't go to hell, who will?

In order to help this donor accumulate merit, Abbot Buddha and I have sacrificed too much.”

Several monks looked at each other, not quite understanding what Zhang Yue meant.

Seeing this, Zhang Yue had no choice but to explain: "Do you Buddhists have the Eight Precepts?"

Several monks nodded.

"Then let me ask you, what if you break the precepts?"

The monk was stunned for a moment: "If you break the precepts, you will be punished."

Zhang Yue asked: "What is the most severe punishment you have received?"

"This..." Several monks didn't know how to answer because they didn't know either.

Zhang Yue did not hesitate, but explained: "In my opinion, the most severe punishment for a monk is to be thrown into the Avici Hell, where there is no salvation for eternity.

Do you think I am right?"

Several monks nodded.

"That's right, Buddha and I just hit someone on purpose, and we still don't seem to repent.

For behavior like ours, we will definitely be thrown into the Avici Hell, where we will never be able to be reborn.

To be honest, this donor has some old grudges against us.

The first time he saw us, he wished we would die.

Now, we have fulfilled his wish with practical actions.

After all, being thrown into the Avici Hell and never being able to be reborn is much more terrifying.

On the other hand, this donor was different. Although he suffered some physical pain after being beaten by us, it was a meritorious deed.

Don’t disbelieve it! The Buddha once cut off his flesh to feed an eagle. At the cost of endless suffering, he eventually achieved a thousand-foot-high golden body and his Buddha’s light shone everywhere.

Now this donor's behavior is exactly the same as that of the Buddha.

I believe that after he has experienced the pain he is experiencing now, he will be able to accumulate endless merits and achieve ascension.

You see, it looked like we both beat him up.

But from the perspective of Buddhism, it is indeed exchanging one's own endless suffering for the other's opportunity to attain Buddhahood in eternity."

After that, he said to the man, "The Buddha said that helping others is the basis of happiness, so you don't need to thank me."

"You..." The man's eyes widened and he looked at the monks: "What are you standing there for? Catch them!"

Several monks looked embarrassed. It was not that they did not want to take action, but as the abbot of the Lotus Temple, Buddha's status was not only higher than theirs, but even higher than their abbot.

In other words, you have no right to do anything to the other person.

The social status of Buddhism in India is no worse than that in Thailand.

Therefore, the monks here can enjoy privileges that ordinary people cannot enjoy.

Especially for monks like Buddha, the privileges are extraordinary.

Seeing this, the man suddenly picked up his cell phone.

Since the monk was unwilling to take action, he chose to use his own method.

However, ten minutes later, the man's face became extremely ugly.

He had just contacted the police station, but the police station told him that neither Buddha nor Zhang Yue had the right to take any action.

Buddha is needless to say, and Zhang Yue, as a foreign investor with a lot of capital, is now the most popular among the popular ones.

Not to mention just beating someone up, even if they beat them up two or three times, as long as no substantial harm is caused, the police won't care at all.

Although Zhang Yue beat the man very fiercely just now, he was very sensible.

The man had no way to deal with him.

Looking at the other party, Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Well, it's very easy for you to get back your position. Just call more people and we'll see what happens after the auction is over.

The auction will start soon, I have to excuse myself for a moment."

After saying this, he and Buddha left.

Sitting down, Buddha gave Zhang Yue a thumbs up and said, "Boss Zhang, you are amazing. You can do this."

He really admires Zhang Yue.

The man next to Delis is called Amir, Delis's uncle.

However, unlike Delis who controls the entire Chiba Group, although her uncle has some shares in the Chiba Group, he is only a standard small shareholder.

But you are just a small shareholder, so just enjoy your life.

However, the other party is completely ignorant and likes to point fingers at all things for no reason.

Especially the relationship between Buddha and Delis, which was completely made up by this guy.

The Buddha hated him to the core, but he couldn't do anything about him.

The reason is simple, this guy is rich and has a large number of thugs.

When the Buddha was surrounded by these thugs, if he didn't have some skills, he would have been killed.

Including when he saw the other person just now, Buddha still felt a little uneasy.

But he never expected that Zhang Yue would actually start to act as he said, without any hesitation.

When Buddha discovered that he and Zhang Yue had beaten each other up, nothing happened to them.

I was a little confused at first, but then I quickly understood.

It is true that Amir has a lot of thugs, but these thugs cannot be made public.

As for the apparent identities, Amir cannot afford to offend either himself or Zhang Yue.

So the beating he received was in vain.

Zhang Yue smiled slightly: "What's so great about that? I just do what I want.

Maybe you don’t know, but since I started my business, no one has ever dared to ask me to kneel down.

This Amir is the first one. If I don’t beat him up, wouldn’t I be doing myself a disservice?”

Buddha nodded and said, "That's very well said, we must beat him up.

but……"

His brows furrowed again: "This Amir is not simple, his men are all ruthless people in society.

We can certainly guarantee our own safety if we stay here, but it’s hard to say what will happen after we go out.”

"Is that so? But you seem to have forgotten something."

"I forgot? What?"

"I'm Chinese, what do you think he can do to me?"

"This..." The Buddha wanted to say something, but in the end said nothing.

The auction then begins.

A monk in gorgeous robes walked up to the auction table.

He clasped his hands together, bowed to everyone, and then said, "Dear donors, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend our auction.

First, the first lot is a bracelet. "

After saying that, he opened a box and a string of wooden bracelets lay flat inside.

The monk smiled and said: "Don't underestimate this bracelet, it has been blessed by a virtuous monk in our temple.

Just wear it on your hand and you will have good luck.”

Zhang Yue didn't care at first, but as he listened, his brows suddenly frowned.

If the monk was talking about something else, he wouldn't care at all.

No matter how valuable this thing is, it is difficult to impress Zhang Yue.

After all, his current status is not something that ordinary people can compare to.

Just luck...

Zhang Yue's eyes narrowed slightly.

The next moment, he found that he could actually see a faint purple light from the bracelet. It seemed like luck?

This is a new change in the eyes that Zhang Yue discovered recently.

I don’t know if it was his previous trip to Thailand that gave Zhang Yue such unparalleled luck.

But after this kind of good luck stayed with him for a while, it slowly disappeared.

Zhang Yue didn't care much about this.

Because to him, luck seems to be of little use.

After all, with his current wealth, good luck or bad luck seems to be just like that.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Zhang Yue suddenly discovered a very strange phenomenon.

That is, as long as he narrowed his eyes slightly and concentrated, he could see some purple light.

At first, Zhang Yue thought he was hallucinating.

Unexpectedly, when he studied these purple lights in detail, he was surprised to find that these purple lights actually represented luck.

The lighter the purple light, the worse your luck is. The darker the purple light, the better your luck is.

Of course, in addition to purple, Zhang Yue can also see another color, red.

The meaning of red is completely opposite to that of purple.

Purple represents good luck and red represents bad luck.

Once bad luck comes to a person, it means that he is about to be in trouble.

If the red color is heavier, that person will have bad luck.

For example, when he saw Amir just now, he noticed a faint red color on the other person's body.

Then Zhang Yue beat up the other person.

The reason why he took action was that Zhang Yue discovered that there was a relatively rich purple color on himself and the Buddha.

If two people with good luck beat up someone who is about to have bad luck, they will definitely enjoy it.

However, ever since Zhang Yue discovered this unique phenomenon, he has seen it on humans.

This is the first time I’ve seen it on a bracelet like today.

In other words, the monk in charge of the auction was right, this bracelet can really bring good luck to people?

Thinking of this, he immediately said: "One hundred thousand!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone at the scene took a deep breath.

You should know that the starting price for a bracelet like this is only five hundred yuan.

After all, it is just a very ordinary bracelet. Even if it has been blessed by a master, it is difficult to sell it at a high price.

The monk looked at Zhang Yue with a bright look in his eyes and said, "This gentleman has offered a price of 100,000 yuan. Is there anyone who wants to raise the price?
One hundred thousand yuan once, one hundred thousand yuan twice, one hundred thousand yuan three times…”

Before he finished speaking, another angry voice rang out: "One hundred and ten thousand!"

Zhang Yue turned his head and found that the person who spoke was Amir.

While he was looking at Amir, Amir was also looking at him with a provocative look on his face.

As a result, Zhang Yue smiled, but was afraid that Jianjian would be concerned, so he didn't move.

"This gentleman has offered 110,000 yuan. Is there anyone who wants to raise the price?
110,000 once, 110,000 twice, 110,000 three times, congratulations to this gentleman!"

Zhang Yue laughed instantly, then he made a contemptuous gesture towards Amir.

Amir's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

He never expected that Zhang Yue was just kidding him by asking for a price of 100,000.

The other party has probably guessed that you will provoke them by raising the price.

So the other party took advantage of the situation and directly tricked me?
Zhang Yue had no idea about Amir's psychological activities. He raised the price just now because he was a little curious.

As for bidding 100,000 yuan in one go, it was just that he didn't want to compete with others bit by bit, so he just did it in one go.

But I didn't expect Amir to raise the price.

In that case, just give this bracelet to the other party.

Although a bracelet that could emit purple light made Zhang Yue a little curious, it was just curiosity to him.

The auction continues.

Zhang Yue was not interested in the next few items, so he skipped them.

Finally, another lot appeared.

Zhang Yue, who was about to fall asleep, raised his head subconsciously.

He discovered that the item being auctioned this time was actually a person.

A young girl, very beautiful.

Is it reasonable to just treat people as auction items?
However, it seems that only Zhang Yue thinks this is unreasonable, while everyone else is used to it.

The monk began to introduce the girl: "This girl came from far away Omarul. She sold herself to save her father.

Her father was ill, with a very serious illness that required about half a million dollars in treatment.

Anyone who is willing to pay 500,000 can buy her.

OK, now please raise your price.”

Zhang Yue looked at the Buddha with a strange expression: "She is selling herself?"

Buddha nodded: "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong, don't you think this is inappropriate?

This is a human being, how can a human being be used for trading? "

Buddha smiled and said, "That is your China, but this is India.

Do you know what India lacks the most?

people!
various people.

Of course, in India, not everyone is qualified to sell their own.

First, the other party must be of a lower caste.”

Zhang Yue asked curiously: "Low caste?

Can't people of higher caste sell themselves?
After all, high castes have many privileges. If they don’t even have the privilege to sell themselves, then this high caste is too fake.”

Buddha smiled and said, “People of high caste naturally have the privilege to sell themselves.

But even if they sell themselves, they are still high caste.

And the privileges that upper castes have in India will never change.

When we buy people, we want them to serve us.

In the end, you bought a high-caste person. Do you want him to serve you, or do you want him to serve you?"

Zhang Yue nodded: "I understand, this means buying an ancestor back."

"That's right.

As for the second condition, this is easy to understand.

If a man wants to sell himself, his body must be strong enough.

If a woman wants to sell herself, she must be very beautiful.

Otherwise, no one would buy it either.”

"I understand!" Zhang Yue said, and suddenly looked towards the auction table, "Wait, why is no one bidding?"

Zhang Yue thought that business with people like this should be very popular.

But now half a day has passed, let alone bidding, no one is even calling out the price.

Buddha said: "Of course not, a woman of this quality can only be sold for a few hundred thousand at most.

But she asked for 500,000 yuan directly. We are not fools, so how can we afford it? "

As if she was aware of everyone's thoughts, the girl's face was full of disappointment.

She had been to several auction houses, but without exception, no one was interested.

She also knew that her price was a bit expensive, but it really took that much money to cure her father's illness.

Just as she turned around and prepared to leave with a disappointed look on her face, she heard a voice say, "One million!"

(End of this chapter)