Concubine

Chapter 316 Accidental Discovery

This is the second nunnery that Yang Qiuchi came to.I feel a little strange, why do these nuns like to go to the top of the mountain to practice?It would take at least two or three hours to climb from the foot of the mountain to the top of this Yinling Mountain.

However, the top of Yinling Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland, with a continuous sea of ​​bamboo, and the mountain wind blowing past, making noises. It is indeed a good place for cultivation.However, this mountain is too high, it is inconvenient to go up and down, and it is even more difficult for pilgrims to come up.

Those who can persevere on the top of this mountain away from the hustle and bustle are probably the real practitioners. Yang Qiuchi couldn't help feeling admiration, and he respected Teacher Wukong a little more.

The Yinling Mountain Guanyin Nunnery is not large in scale, only slightly larger than Yizhi Nunnery.However, the sculpture of the Bodhisattva inside is very majestic, and it looks relatively new, and it is well maintained.

The abbot, Mr. Wukong, took Yang Qiuchi around the entire Guanyin Temple, and then came to the backyard to serve tea.

There is a pergola in the backyard. On the top of the roof, it is very pleasant to look up at the scenery of the sea of ​​clouds below the mountain.

Master Wukong offered the best fragrant tea, Yang Qiuchi took a sip, closed his eyes and shook his head for a long time, but he couldn't taste anything.He has no interest in drinking tea, no matter what kind of tea is good, it will taste bitter in his mouth.

The two sisters Song Qing and Song Yuner were both from official background, and they have studied the tea ceremony quite well. They repeatedly praised the tea as good, and were praised by the Earl's mistresses. Master Wukong laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

At this moment, a little nun came in from the front hall and reported to Master Wukong Taiheshi: "Shopkeeper Shanxialong sent a staff to ask if all the bamboo wares ordered last time are ready, and they have sold out."

Master Wukong was overjoyed and said: "It's done, you go and tell him that there are distinguished guests in the nunnery, let them come to pick it up later."

The little nun agreed, turned and left.

Yang Qiuchi wondered: "Bamboo ware? Can the masters in the nunnery still make bamboo ware?"

"Yes," Master Wukong said with a big smile, "Our Guanyin Nunnery is located at the top of Yinling Mountain, and there are very few pilgrims, and there is no way to cultivate on the top of the mountain. It takes about a day to go up and down the mountain. Fortunately, it is on the top of the mountain. The sea of ​​bamboo is all over the slopes, boundless, in order to maintain the normal living expenses of the nunnery, we use these bamboos to make some bamboo mats, bamboo chairs and other bamboo wares in our spare time, and sell them to the vendors at the foot of the mountain, so as to maintain our livelihood."

Yang Qiuchi praised: "Yes, you are practicing in this high mountain and dense forest. How to survive is the first thing you have to face. You can adapt to local conditions and do some side jobs to make a living after devoting yourself to practicing. It is a last resort. It’s really hard for you.”

Master Wukong smiled so much that his eyes were narrowed: "Thank you, Sir, for your understanding. The vendors at the foot of the mountain are also very reasonable, and the prices they give are also very fair. I heard that it was woven by the masters of Guanyin Nunnery on Yinling Mountain. Everyone. I don't dislike the poor craftsmanship, but I am eager to do good, and I rush to buy it, and the sales are not bad."

Song Qing laughed and said, "Then you have made a lot of money, right?"

Master Wukong hurriedly smiled and said: "Grandma's words are too serious. Originally, we were monks, and money was something outside of us. We just eat whole grains and rely on going down the mountain for alms. This Yinling Mountain is too high and dangerous. It's too dangerous to go up and down. It’s easy, I came up with this method out of desperation, we don’t dare to waste the money from selling the bamboo wares, except for living expenses, it’s all used for the maintenance of the temple.”

Song Qing laughed and said, "I'm so anxious, the statues of Bodhisattvas in this nunnery have all been renovated. When will you be able to get the money for the renovation just by going down the mountain for alms. You can earn some money by yourself like this. Repairing the temple is also a manifestation of devoting ourselves to worshiping the Buddha. Our master is also a person who eats fast and recites Buddha, so before we go down the mountain tomorrow, our master will also donate some incense money."

"Thank you! Thank you grandma for your praise, and thank you Sir for your donation." Master Wukong hurriedly got up to thank her, and smiled even more happily.

Yang Qiuchi smiled and glanced at Song Qing, thinking to himself: You have praised me so much, since when did I start eating fast and praying to Buddha?Without meat, I can't eat a single grain of rice.This donation is deserved, and it is hard for them to practice in this precipitous mountain with a devout heart.

Thinking of nuns making bamboo ware, which I have never seen before, I said, "Master, where are the bamboo ware you make? Can I show you?"

"Okay!" Master Wukong smiled and Mimi stood up, "My lord and grandma, please come with me."

Mrs. Wukong took Yang Qiuchi and others to a big room in the nunnery. There were bright windows on all sides of the room, and the room was bright. Five or six nuns were sitting on small stools making bamboo ware. Some of them are scratching bamboo with bamboo knives, and some are busy weaving summer mats, which are especially easy to sell in the hot weather.

Seeing the old man coming in for inspection, several nuns hurriedly put down their work, got up and saluted.

Yang Qiuchi nodded, walked up to a little nun, and asked kindly, "What kind of bamboo are you doing?"

"Reporting to my lord, I am making bamboo baskets."

"Bamboo basket? Hehe, don't you know that the bamboo basket fetches water in vain? You have worked so hard, but in the end it is nothing more than a cup of loess. What is the purpose of your hard work?"

The little nun was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she became a monk since she was a child. There are few pilgrims in this nunnery, and it is rare to have a conversation in a day, let alone a superb earl in front of her. She blushed suddenly and didn't know what to do. He secretly took a look at Master Wukong, but dared not answer.

Yang Qiuchi smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, I just have two ears and one mouth, just like you, nothing special, what's so scary? Answer whatever you think."

"Yes," the so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Hearing Yang Qiuchi's words, the little nun blushed and smiled. Empty is not different from form. Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. It is precisely because all forms in the world are empty, and the world is impermanent. Everything we do today is like fetching water from a bamboo basket. It is still empty, so we have to become a monk to practice. Only by practicing hard and realizing the right way can one be freed from the suffering of samsara.”

"Good! Very good!" Yang Qiuchi couldn't help admiring, and turned to Mrs. Wukong and said: "I was a little worried about your bamboo weaving and selling. But it’s a big taboo for monks, I didn’t expect this little teacher to delay this duty, good, very good.”

Yang Qiuchi turned to Song Qing and said, "After a while, you donate a sum of incense money to the nunnery, donate a little more, so that the masters and concubines will have no worries as much as possible, devote themselves to the Buddha, and achieve positive results as soon as possible." Song Qing repeatedly agreed.

With Yang Qiuchi's current financial resources, there is no problem in feeding and drinking more than a dozen nuns in this small Guanyin nunnery for hundreds of years.

Yang Qiuchi said to Mrs. Wukong: "In the future, if there is any difficulty in the nunnery, just come to the Yamen to find the official. It must be resolved first."

Master Wukong and all the nuns were overjoyed, and they hurriedly bowed and thanked them.

Yang Qiuchi sat down, picked up an exquisite small bamboo basket, looked around, and said, "This hand is really skillful, embroidering dowry must be...cough cough...you need such a skillful hand to offer incense and worship Buddha."

Yang Qiuchi's head was short-circuited, and he almost made a mistake. Where did the monks get the dowry embroidery? He quickly picked up a short bamboo on the ground, looked at it, and asked, "Isn't this bamboo weaving troublesome?"

"It's not troublesome, and it will be soon when you are proficient." The little nun replied.

Yang Qiuchi stood up, waved the bamboo pole, and said, "Well, leave me alone and continue weaving."

The nuns looked at Mrs. Wukong and saw her nodding with a smile, so they agreed, sat down and continued knitting.

Yang Qiuchi smiled and watched them work. One nun was in charge of pruning the long bamboo and cutting it to the required length with a knife. The other two nuns cut the bamboo from the head with a knife and trimmed it into bamboo strips.The division of labor and cooperation are very skilled.

Suddenly, Yang Qiuchi snorted, staring at the knife in the hand of the nun who pruned the bamboo, walked over and said, "Wait, show me your knife."

The nun quickly stood up, turned the knife in her hand upside down, with the handle facing forward, and handed it to Yang Qiuchi with a bow.

Yang Qiuchi took it and took a closer look. The bamboo knife used by the bamboo craftsman looks like a kitchen knife, but the width of the knife body is narrower than that of the kitchen knife. , so it is much heavier than a kitchen knife, and it is heavy in the hand.

Yang Qiuchi's eyes lit up, he dropped the bamboo in his left hand, picked up a marked bamboo strip the size of chopsticks from the ground, walked to the door with a bamboo knife, and laid the bamboo strip in his left hand on the grass outside On the ground, he raised the bamboo knife and chopped it down vigorously, and the bamboo strip broke in two.

Since the handle of this bamboo knife is in the middle and upper part of the knife body, and the blade is in the same position as a kitchen knife, it will not hurt your hand when cutting flat.

Song Yun'er immediately understood Yang Qiuchi's intentions, and said to Yang Qiuchi in surprise: "The knife that cut off the iron chain is not an axe, but a bamboo knife?"

"It's very possible!" Yang Qiuchi said, "Do you remember? Liuli Village is surrounded by a sea of ​​bamboo, so there must be bamboo craftsmen making bamboo wares. We only thought of common knives such as kitchen knives, axes and hatchets. Forget about the bamboo craftsman's bamboo knife!"

Song Yun'er said: "What should we do? Let's go down the mountain immediately and collect all the bamboo craftsmen's knives for inspection?"

"Yes, we must be in a hurry. Perhaps our previous search may have alerted the bamboo craftsman, so he may have absconded."

Song Yun'er said anxiously: "Then let's go quickly."

Song Qing hurriedly took Yang Qiuchi's hand: "Master, it's almost evening now, and it will be dark in less than half a day. The mountain is so steep, what if I fall?"

This is true, the mountain road of Yinling Mountain is very steep and steep, and it is downhill. As the saying goes, it is easy to go uphill and difficult to go downhill. If you are not careful, you may fall down the mountain.

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