The strongest Shannon

Chapter 116
The young man who Chen Fang was talking about was speechless, but the old man on the side frowned slightly and said, "Young man, we also know that emerald green is expensive, but the price of 2000 yuan per mu of land is too outrageous." ?”

"Outrageous?" Chen Fang smiled, and couldn't help but think of the scene where Wu Qingxue was bargaining with him, shook his head and said, "What I can tell you is that this kind of seed is in short supply! Hurry up and pay, did you see that old man over here? This dish The land belongs to his family, and when he finds out that you are pulling up his vegetables, he will definitely dig you with a hoe!"

The hot-tempered old fool came forward with a hoe on his shoulder. Seeing Chen Fang and two strangers on his field, he couldn't help but quicken his pace, and ran towards this side at a trot.

Seeing this, the young man's face immediately changed. 100 yuan is nothing to him, but if he really meets an arrogant and unreasonable old man who hurts the old man behind him, then he will be in big trouble.

Seeing the old fool getting closer with grinning teeth, the young man hastily took out his wallet and took out a ticket, and handed it to Chen Fang in a fit of anger.

Chen Fang took it over with a smile, took a photo against the sun and said in an unpromising way: "Well, it's true!" After finishing speaking, ignoring the weird faces of the two, the old fool who ran close raised the banknote and said with a smile: "Old Uncle Han, I sold a vegetable for you and bought you a bottle of good wine."

"Hey, why are you being so polite? If there are many dishes, you can taste them casually. If they are delicious, the two bosses can order more later, but I'm afraid you will have to wait a few times. They have already been ordered!" The old man smiled and rushed The two said.

Chen Fang couldn't help but secretly rejoice, now that the big guys in the village are used to foreign guests, like the old man who used to be nervous when he sees well-dressed people, now he can actually solicit business with a smile.

After hearing what the old man said, the two of them looked at Chen Fang with strange expressions, and the old man nodded kindly at the old man and said hello, "Brother, the vegetables in your field are growing very well, and the income is good. Bar?"

"It's okay, haha, this emerald green is not only delicious to eat, but it is also very time-saving and labor-saving to grow. Look at the emerald green vegetable fields nearby, which ones are all good! Thanks to Xiaofang... "

The old fool began to chatter full of emotion, but the young man couldn't help but ask: "Old man, the seeds you keep for growing vegetables are really worth two thousand per mu?"

Apparently, the two still didn't believe what Chen Fang said. Although they didn't grow crops, they also intuitively felt that the price of vegetables per mu was two thousand.

"That's right! It's two thousand per mu of land, so other villages can't sell it if they want to!" The old man said with a proud smile, then pointed to the tree in the young man's hand and said, "But The one you picked isn’t for growing vegetables, it’s growing vegetables over there, see, the tallest ones are.”

Both the young man and the old man turned their heads to look at the other side of the vegetable field, and they saw a piece of emerald green growing very prominently. The thick stems swayed slightly in the wind, and the tops were full of clusters of seeds.

"This is not growing vegetables!" The young man turned his head and stared at Chen Fang in embarrassment, full of questioning, 100 yuan is nothing, but he was fooled by a young countryman, which made him feel very angry.

The gray-haired old man also frowned and looked at Chen Fang, obviously dissatisfied with his lying and deceitful character.

Chen Fang smiled, without the slightest embarrassment of being exposed, and said righteously: "Not yet, but it will be after a while! This is the original emerald green, much better than the ones you eat in restaurants Many, if you don’t believe me, try it.”

"You..." The young man suddenly became angry, glanced at the banknotes that the old fool had already put into his pocket, but had no choice but to swallow the rest of the words.

But at this time, the old fool said to Chen Fang: "Xiao Fang, then tell the two bosses that I'm going to weed, and you can make up your mind if you have anything to do." Go down to the field and start working.

Seeing this, the young man let out a muffled snort. He was too embarrassed to ask the old farmer for money, let alone in front of his leader, so he could only convey his anger to Chen Fang through his eyes.

Chen Fang didn't seem to notice it, but at this time the old man's eyes lit up, and he suddenly smiled and said, "So you are Chen Fang, and you are just like what Ziqi and Qingxue said, stingy and money-obsessed!"

"Er..." Chen Fang was stunned when he heard the words, and quickly laughed: "The old man knew Mayor Wu before. Look at this incident, so what, do you need me to get the money back?" silly.

"Haha, you're really cunning!" Seeing that he was doing this on purpose, the old man laughed and waved his hands, then he said with a straight face, "I hope you didn't play any tricks on the matter of the Yongling Spring and the blessing meeting this time." Mengren, otherwise it wouldn’t be about the 100 yuan!”

Although the old man's voice was faint, Chen Fang once again felt the aura of the superior, squinted his eyes and Chen Fang smiled and said: "Don't worry, the old man, the Diyong Lingquan and the prayer meeting are hosted by Master Jueyuan. It's just what tricks an errand boy can play."

The old man was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and smiled wryly. Of course he understood what Chen Fang meant: If you have any problems, go to Jueyuan, and I have nothing to do with it.

"Okay, don't be sloppy with me. Since you are here as an errand, let's go back to the pond, and you go to see Master Mingxin and others." The old man turned and walked back with his hands behind his back.

The young man gave Chen Fang an unhappy look, turned his head and followed quickly, but Chen Fang wondered what the old man was doing, why did he sound like he knew Wu Qingxue and Bai Ziqi?

Since they came from the provincial capital and Jue Yuan could come forward in person, they must be from the Buddhist Association, but the old man was obviously not a monk, which made Chen Fang a little confused.

Returning to the pond with doubts, Chen Fang saw a few high-end cars parked in the open space from a distance, but looked at the pond, but there were no other people, and he didn't know where they all went.

As soon as he got closer, a young monk ran over in a hurry, first saluted the old man in front respectfully, then came to Chen Fang, and said in a low voice: "Chen Layman, Master is meeting guests in the thatched shed, please hurry over. "

Meeting guests in the palapa?What kind of courtesy is this!Chen Fang turned his head to look at the side, Chen Dagui was directing a group of people to set up the venue, he couldn't help but feel even more strange.

Chen Dagui is a very polite person, he has always warmly entertained the distinguished guests in the village, and he will not be negligent in serving those with good cigarettes and tea, why did he agree to put that master in the straw shed this time?

Following the old man to the hut with doubts, Chen Fang took a look and realized that apart from the old man who ran out to steal vegetables, the other people in this group were all monks.

Looking around, all the bald heads in the not-so-spacious hut respectfully sat around Jue Yuan and another old monk. The old monk was talking to Jue Yuan with a happy face. But some love to ignore.

Seeing the old man coming back, the monks outside got up and called Director Zhang, and the master Mingxin inside also took the initiative to say hello to the old man, but Jue Yuan just nodded slightly.

Chen Fang was very surprised to see it. Ever since he met Jue Yuan with Chen Dagui up the mountain to pray for blessings, he always thought that Jue Yuan was a very approachable old monk.

After several people greeted each other, the old man was about to introduce Chen Fang to Master Mingxin, but Jueyuan got up suddenly, pulled Chen Fang eagerly and said, "Come Layman Chen, let me introduce you, this is Zen Master Mingxin, the president of the Provincial Buddhist Association, this is Director Zhang of the relevant department!"

As he said that, under the surprised eyes of the crowd, he introduced to them: "This is Layman Chen. Although Layman Chen is young and living in the secular world, he has advanced cultivation. Brother Mingxin, Director Zhang, you may as well Communicate!"

Chen Fang rolled his eyes secretly when he heard this, thinking that the old monk wanted to slip away again, and sure enough, at this moment Jueyuan continued: "Maybe let Lay Chen introduce the Yongling Spring here to the two of you, I suddenly feel something, let's leave for now one time."

Several people looked at Jueyuan with strange faces as he walked out of the hut, ran to the tree not far away, and began to meditate. The great monk Mingxin smiled wryly and said, "Junior Jueyuan doesn't like to socialize with others, but only likes to practice meditation in peace." , Director Zhang, don't take offense!"

The bureau chief seemed to have heard about Jue Yuan's matter, he nodded with a smile and didn't care, and then the eyes of both of them fell on Chen Fang.

Chen Fang really didn't know how to say that Jue Yuan was so far away. When the fellow seniors came, they didn't entertain them but threw them to him, but he ran to meditate to absorb spiritual power. He was so dazed!
However, Chen Fang also realized that the great monk Mingxin didn't seem to be able to respond to spiritual fluctuations?Otherwise, there is no reason for him to be able to chat here so calmly, and he might follow Jue Yuan to meditate.

He tried to feel it, but he didn't sense anything from Ming Xin, who looked like a school of eminent monks. Chen Fang immediately understood that even though Jue Yuan was also a veteran, he didn't bother to deal with them. He was not on the same level at all!

After discovering this, Chen Fang was secretly relieved. Of course, the less people know about spiritual power, the better. Jue Yuan is too lazy to tell others about it, so Chen Fang is not worried that he will reveal his secret.

Came back to his senses, Chen Fang saw Master Mingxin and Director Zhang looking at him with burning eyes, he couldn't help touching his nose and said: "Well... you two came from a long way, why don't you go home with me to have a drink?" A cup of tea?"

Director Zhang waved his hand directly, and asked curiously, "I heard that you are good at growing vegetables and fruit trees, but I didn't expect you to be proficient in Buddhism? Layman Chen, I don't know what kind of discipline you practiced?"

Ming Xin on the side also had scorching eyes, and kept looking at Chen Fang, wanting to see something strange about him. After all, it must be quite skillful to be exaggerated by Jue Yuan, who lives in simplicity and is exquisite in Buddhism.

It's a pity, no matter how you look at the Chen Fang in front of you, he is a very ordinary young man. If you want to say that the only strange thing is the casual and calm feeling in his demeanor, but it has nothing to do with indifference.

"Ahem, you two, don't look at me like that, Master Jueyuan is just joking!" These two people in front of him can be regarded as big figures, and they have great influence on all aspects of the prayer meeting. He didn't dare to fool around casually, just Can bite the bullet and say: "It's just that I was lucky once, and I somehow rang the blessing bell on the mountain."

Director Zhang looked puzzled, but Mingxin exclaimed: "Amitabha, it seems that Lay Chen has a deep connection with Buddha! Director Zhang does not know that the blessing bell of Qingshan Temple is a strange Buddhist sacred object. Only when you are proficient in Buddhism and cooperate with the Dharma Gate of Qingshan Temple will you be able to make a big impact!"

"Oh? There is such a holy thing!" Director Zhang's eyes lit up, but he didn't pay much attention to it. His main interest was in Chen Fang, and he said with a leisurely smile, "It seems that little Chen Layman is indeed a Buddha. The fate is deep, otherwise we would not be able to find this Lingling Spring!"

Chen Fang was stunned for a moment, a little dumbfounded about Ming Xin's brain power, but that's good, at least he has a plausible excuse.

(End of this chapter)