Song Dynasty Cannon Fodder Counterattack Record

Chapter 22 Portraits Can Make Big Money
Ever since I came back from Kaifeng Mansion that day, people I didn't know always greeted Li Buqi on the road.Those men all have a common characteristic that they have a "golden seal" on their faces or foreheads.This is the symbol of the soldiers of the Song Dynasty, because the faces of the prisoners who were assassinated also had gold seals, and the Song Dynasty had the practice of sending criminals into the army, so over time, both literati and ordinary people often referred to soldiers as "thieves' soldiers".

Lao Niang and Mrs. Ma have made a third version of the doll.Li Buqi took a look and thought that it looked like that, and it could be mass-produced in this way, so he asked Niang and Mrs. Ma to find a few reliable women from the survivors of the imperial army in the name of mutual aid associations to start making them first—some silk, satin, and linen. , silk thread and hemp plus a little labor are not worth much.Moreover, Li Buqi told them to let some people specialize in sewing the inner liner, and some people specialize in the outer skin to speed up the production.

Of course, the rag dolls of the Song Dynasty cannot use plastic to make a doll head like the ones in the late 20th century. They can only use the most common materials of the Song Dynasty.The skin of the doll is made of silk, the facial features are embroidered with silk thread, the clothes are made of silk and yarn, and the hair is made of black silk thread.The inner liner is made of linen, stuffed with cloth heads and boiled and then dried fine linen, and a soft and elastic doll is ready.

Looking at Mrs. Ma's little daughter holding the first version of the doll and not letting go of it for a moment, I know that the little girl must like this thing.Mr. Hugo is sincere and does not deceive me.He said in Les Miserables that girls need a doll from birth until he has his first child.There is no shortage of rich people in Tokyo, and this thing will definitely sell well.

The friends devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the work of the tofu workshop, and the charcoal-burning stove replaced the firewood-burning stove, and the fuel cost dropped immediately.Everyone knows that the tofu shop is the capital of Daxiangguo Temple, and there is no one who is not good at making trouble, so it is good that the tofu shop is taken care of by Uncle Qi's family, and Li Buqi doesn't need to worry about it.

Now Liu Zhiwei took out the poems written by Li Buqi before joining the army, and threw them on the table without even looking at them.It's really unsightly.At least Liu Zhiwei has a mother who teaches Chinese, and he can tell at a glance that Li Buqi is also a lack of aura.

To pay a visit to Li Buqi's teachers and classmates?Forget it, the teacher himself didn’t pass the Juren exam, and most of the classmates are from small families. The purpose of studying is to learn to write and simple arithmetic to keep accounts in the future. Li Buqi is already outstanding among them, at least four books and five classics I can recite everything by heart.

This is a child from a poor family.Without knowledge, without a good teacher to lead the way, unable to compete with high-level peers, and even few books, those who can stand out under such conditions are the talents of heaven.But it is obvious that Li Buqi is not such a genius, and such a child may never get ahead in Song Dynasty by studying.But now it’s different when it’s Liu Zhiwei. Liu Zhiwei not only has Li Buqi’s good health and hard work, but also has advanced learning methods and a lot of wealth that he will own. Reliable teachers are still needed.But looking around Tokyo, there are quite a few people known as Great Confucianists, but they don't know each other, and they don't know who is more reliable.

In any case, you must first put on a studious look. Every day when you go to Daxiangguo Temple, you will carry a volume of books, and take a look at it from time to time, so that people can see that the second son is studious.Once the reputation spreads, it will be easier to find a teacher.

However, Li Buqi's main task now is to make money. The tofu shop just opened to make money too slowly, and it takes money to make dolls.So when Wuzhi came to inspect the work, Li Buqi called Wuzhi aside and said, "Master, I just saw a 70-year-old man donate a lot of money."

"Yes, this benefactor is devout to the Buddha, and he gives alms every year."

"The kid thinks that if these devout Buddhists can be rewarded with blessings, more people will be attracted to follow the Buddha's teachings."

"This temple will add incense to all benefactors who chant scriptures in front of the Buddha."

"Look, Master, there are many Bodhisattva's attendants and story characters painted on this mural. I think these characters can be painted as the most pious people, and let them enjoy incense with Bodhisattva. This kind of reward can be seen."

Wuzhi has been in Daxiangguo Temple for so many years, and his thoughts on this aspect are very clear. After listening to Li Buqi's suggestion and then looking at the vacant position next to the Bodhisattva, the sound of jingling copper coins has already echoed in his mind.The corners of his mouth immediately turned up: "Brother Li's suggestion is really good. This is a great act of kindness. The poor monk immediately went to ask the host master for instructions. The host must thank the little brother."

But Li Buqi said: "The boy is only a worker in the temple. What good does it do for me to thank you? The master doesn't need to replace me."

Wuzhi was overjoyed, such a big achievement fell on his own head, happiness came too suddenly, right?

Cui Bai, who came over, often went to the duke's house, so he naturally knew that the richer he was, the more he feared death, and the more he wanted to seek spiritual sustenance, let them know that his image could accompany the Bodhisattva, and they would go crazy, In order to fight for a position, they will not hesitate to spend tens of thousands of coins, and the murals of Xiangguo Temple will become a machine for attracting money.But this is blatant money-making, and it seems that it has nothing to do with persuading people to follow the Buddha.As a painter, he naturally understood Li Buqi's thoughts immediately, so Cui Bai asked with a constipated face, "Is this suitable?"

Li Buqi said solemnly: "The old man who taught me painting once traveled to Dunhuang. He saw that in the murals of the grottoes, there are many images of donors accompanying the Bodhisattva, and their names are also marked. This donor is the person who paid for the excavation of the grottoes. Therefore It has been a long time since the image of the person who gave alms was included in the murals, and the boy is just picking up the wisdom of others."

Wuzhi laughed so hard that he lost his eyes, and said, "Since that's the case, then this matter can be done. I'll ask the host for instructions immediately."

Li Buqi stopped him and said, "Master, don't be too busy. My boy reminds me that this best position must be reserved for the most sincere benefactors, but sincerity is not measured only by copper coins."

Wuzhi nodded again and again: "This is nature, this is nature."

After Wuzhi left, Cui Bai asked: "Little friend, do you know how much money Xiangguo Temple can earn if you use your method?"

Li Buqi did not hide it: "Of course I know, there must be a lot. It is precisely because people will rush to send money to Xiangguo Temple that the boy can take the opportunity to make some money."

Cui Bai didn't expect Li Buqi to be so straightforward, and sighed: "Little friend, you are still young, but you should know that you will be punished for desecrating Buddhist holy places with the stench of copper. Gentlemen love money in a proper way. In fact, I have already met them a few times." We have discussed it, and I want to recommend you to the Imperial Academy of Painting. As long as you enter the Academy of Painting, you will have no worries about food and clothing, so why use this method to make money?"

Li Buqi hastily bowed to Cui Bai and said, "I thanked everyone. It's just that I need money, but it's not for myself. I was born in a family of the imperial army, and I saw many men died in battle, wives and children cry from hunger and cold, and the elderly Since there is no one to support them, I want to do some business for these people, so that they can support themselves, but they need a sum of money to invest in it first. If you use the wealth of a rich family to solve the poverty of a poor family, I think the Bodhisattva will forgive it."

Li Buqi's half-truth and half-false nonsense, Cui Bai actually believed it, and he saluted Li Buqi together: "I didn't expect Xiaoyou to have such a heart at such a young age, but I blamed you just now."

(End of this chapter)