Shanjian Academy

Chapter 12 Confucianism master?

"I've bought all the best wines in the country, and they only cost 150 yuan a catty at most. You sell them for 1000 yuan for [-] milliliters. Are you an idiot as a customer? I think you can last for a few days. Wait. Close the door!"

Liu Wenhai stared at Mu Zhengyang, as if looking at a mentally handicapped person.

Mu Zhengyang's expression was the same as usual, and he said politely: "Sorry, this is the price of my wine, you have the right to choose whether to buy it or not!"

"You still do business like this? If you can sell a bottle, I, Liu Wenhai, have your surname!"

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, Liu Wenhai walked away angrily.

Mu Zhengyang shook his head helplessly, thinking of a passage in "The Story of Horses", "There is Bole in the world, and then there are thousand-mile horses. Thousand-mile horses often exist, but Bole does not often have them. Therefore, although there are famous horses, they are only humiliated by slaves. A horse that dies in a stable is not called a thousand miles. A horse that runs a thousand miles can eat a grain or a stone for a meal... ".

The honey wine from the "Beishan Wine Classic" is like a thousand-mile horse that can travel thousands of miles a day, and it should be treated as it should be. In terms of the magical effect of honey wine, the price of 1000 yuan is really not expensive, but people who come into the store to ask , Most of them are people who simply love to drink or have a lot of demand. It is indeed a bit delusional to ask them to accept 1000 yuan for a 150ml bottle of secret wine, and it will not be able to play the value of secret wine.

If drinking is like building a wall, for most people, all they need is a brick, not a night pearl.

Mu Zhengyang is waiting, wait for a Bole for the secret wine, so that the secret wine can exert its maximum value!
in the afternoon.

Several people came to the store to inquire one after another, but they were shocked when they heard the price of the honey wine. Some people felt that it was not worth it after tasting it. He scolded, then turned and left.

The rural passenger bus from Xizhong County back to Zhangshu Village departed from Beimen Station at three o'clock, and Mu Zhengyang had to take the bus before then, otherwise he would have to spend the night in the county.

Fifteen past two.

Mu Zhengyang intends to close the door and leave, but before that, he first went to the Xinxin flower shop next door to buy a few pots of spider plants to purify the air in the shop, after all, the newly renovated shop still has some smell.

For 30 yuan, Luo Xinxin gave Mu Zhengyang six pots of spider plants.

There are still many free spaces on the shelves in Muzhengyang's store, which are just right for placing spider plants.

On the left and right ends of the shelves, there are three floors, each with a pot of green Chlorophytum.

After Mu Zhengyang half-closed the door of the shop, he poured some nectar from jade bottles into each pot of spider plants, and then locked the door.

"Is it closed so early?"

Luo Xinxin was arranging the potted plants outside, and asked with a smile after hearing the sound of the door closing.

"Yes, my family is in the country, and I have to hurry back!" Mu Zhengyang replied.

"Didn't you rent a house in the county? It's quite cheap. There will be more people in Liu'anba at night!" Luo Xinxin reminded tactfully.

"Forget it, it's better to live in the countryside!"

"Hehe, you really don't look like a businessman!"

"Haha, let's go, I have to catch a car, see you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!"

Three o'clock.

Mu Zhengyang boarded the rural passenger bus back to Zhangshu Village, and there were still those old acquaintances on board.

"Yangyang, are you done?"

"Yes!"

They didn't have much to talk about with Mu Zhengyang, and after greetings, no one cared about Mu Zhengyang.

At the entrance of Zhangshu Village, Mu Zhengyang happened to meet his father Mu Qingshan and his mother Liu Lihua coming back from the field carrying farm tools. Even though his father Mu Qingshan didn't look like he saw Mu Zhengyang, Mu Zhengyang still shouted : "Dad, Mom!"

Mu Qingshan was still angry, he ignored Mu Zhengyang and walked forward without stopping.

Liu Lihua frowned and shouted at Mu Qingshan: "Why are you fighting with the child all the time? It's almost over!"

In the past, Mu Qingshan, who always followed Liu Lihua in all kinds of things, rarely disobeyed Liu Lihua's will.

Liu Lihua knew her husband very well. She looked easy-going and had her own stubbornness in her heart. Even she couldn't help it. She sighed and said to Mu Zhengyang: "Yangyang, in fact, your father still loves you very much! His whole life All his expectations are pinned on you, you are his glory! But this expectation is about to come true, but it fell directly from the sky and shattered into pieces, just wait a little longer, let the anger dissipate, it will be fine!"

"I know, I won't blame him! One day my dad will find out that I'm still his glory, even far beyond his imagination!"

There is a saying that a father’s love is like a mountain, thick and without words. Mu Zhengyang believes that even now, his father Mu Qingshan is angry and angry, but his love for him still changes and is stable and authentic.

"Stop bragging! Is this coming back from selling wine in the county?"

Liu Lihua didn't get too entangled in this issue, remembering that Mu Zhengyang said that he would go to the street to sell wine today, and asked.

"En!", Mu Zhengyang nodded.

"Is it sold?"

"no!"

"I knew it couldn't be sold! Your wine isn't even distilled, so it must be bad! But you didn't sell the wine, why didn't you bring it back? Did you just throw it away?"

Liu Lihua took it for granted, there was no surprise at all, and seeing that Mu Zhengyang was empty-handed, she asked suspiciously.

"No, it's stored at a friend's house!"

Mu Zhengyang still owes Wu Dabao 5 yuan, and plans to confess to his mother Liu Lihua after earning money, otherwise it will easily scare her.

"Your wine can't be sold anyway, so I might as well give it to your friend's house! In fact, it's okay to lose to me! I just don't want to see you wasting your life on the mountain at a young age. You like brewing wine and don't want to open it." In the weight loss class, mom won’t force you! But wine making is not how you make it, you know? I’ll go up the mountain tomorrow and teach you how to make wine myself!”

Although Liu Lihua has a personality that falls in Qian's eyes, she is not as stubborn as Mu Qingshan.

"Mom, no need! I will go tomorrow. I haven't completed our bet after five days. I will do as you said!"

"You kid, you have to be stubborn with me, neither of you can worry about it!"

After parting with Liu Lihua, Mu Zhengyang went up to Wangri Cliff again, read the "Three Character Classic" in Nanshan Academy, and continued to deduce the routine behind the "Three Character Mental Health Sutra".

The following routines take more time than before. After a long time with the same book, I feel a little mentally fatigued.

At midnight, the moon hangs high.

After Mu Zhengyang read "Three Character Classics" for several hours, he changed to "Hundred Surnames".

The "Three-Character Mental Health Sutra" is deduced from the "Three-Character Classic", but what can be deduced from "Hundred Family Surnames"?

"Zhao Qian Sun Li, Zhou Wu Zheng Wang, Feng Chen Chu Wei, Jiang Chen Han Yang, Zhu Qin You Xu, He Lu Shi Zhang, Kong Cao Yan Hua, Jin Wei Tao Jiang, Qi Xie Zou Yu, Bai Shui Dou Zhang..."

Every surname in a hundred surnames has an origin story, not just the function of teaching people to read.

As Mu Zhengyang read, a state of enlightenment appeared in his mind. In the blank dark blue book, a few blurred words "Hundred Schools Cuoquan" gradually appeared, and there were some faintly visible pictures on the paper. Actions of characters, and annotations of actions.

"It seems that the previous moves are very simple to deduce. If you read it for a while tomorrow morning, you will probably be able to deduce the first set of moves in "Hundred Schools of Cuoquan". It seems that this time it may be a set of boxing techniques! "

"However, Deep Blue Books seems to be limited by my own cultivation. With my current cultivation, I can only deduce enlightenment readings such as "San Zi Jing" and "Hundred Family Names"! Since ancient times, the three religions of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism are the main Taoism has the legend of ascension in the daytime, and Buddhism also has the revelation of laying down the butcher knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground, and there are still a large number of Taoist sects and Buddhist temples, and the four major academies of Confucianism have all been wiped out in the flames of war. What was built later was only for the purpose of visiting and traveling for future generations. The real inheritance has long been cut off. If this trend continues, after my cultivation level is advanced, will I be able to deduce the righteousness of Confucianism from the Confucian classics? The way to establish a sect and become a generation of Confucian masters?”

night, very deep,
The vast stars appear illusory, and Mu Zhengyang's thoughts are like these illusory stars, in the universe of thinking, thinking wildly.

(End of this chapter)