"Don't be such a drunken bear. The day is for working hard. Let's drink the wine in the evening and pack it carefully. I just came today. I will call Master Hongyi and a friend in the evening. The four of us will have a good drink tonight. A cup."
If the problem of life or death can be solved, there will be no worries in the world. When faced with problems, men should face them head on, instead of just escaping with self-pity.
It's just competition among peers, and it's not like forcing someone to hang himself with a knife on his neck. To open a business is to grab food from someone else's tiger's mouth. How can others hand over their money in vain? Competition is indispensable. The way of business has been a business since ancient times. Even if you are doing charity, there is still competition. How can business be delivered to your door?
"Brother, this ancestral business depends entirely on you. My father and I have been thinking for a few days, but we can't find anything. We are already seeking death. The whole family is begging for food based on this business. It's really ridiculous. There is no way out, and God will kill me!"
There is no reason for God to kill anyone in the world, only the reason for clinging to one's own will and failing to live up to one's expectations. The road faces the sky on both sides. To put it bluntly, if you can do this business of printing, why can't others do it?
Liang Chuan was really disgusted with how cowardly this bird man looked, so it was useless to talk about it and he came back.
The shop has been tidied up, and the dishes on the table are clean and attractive, including vegetables and meats. Xinghua people eat the mountains, eat mountain bamboo shoots and mushrooms, and Qingyuan eat the sea. There are also mountain delicacies, but seafood takes up half of the table. , the dishes are not the ones we usually eat before.
"Hey, why did Yuzhen's skills suddenly change?"
"My mother cooks the food here. It's too hard for Sister Yuzhen on her own, so I simply asked my mother to help with the cooking. She has an errand to do so she won't be too busy at home."
Zhao Xiaopin was a filial person. He followed Zhao Fafa himself and knew when it would be his time to shine, so he simply started a stove by himself and pulled up a group of people to do it himself.
The capital to make a fortune is actually a matter of fate. Liang Chuan taught him the skill of building a new firewood stove. His skills were loved by everyone. Wherever he went in the ten miles and eight towns of Quanzhou Prefecture, no one said he was not good. After each house has finished building a new hole, it is not only necessary to pay for the work, but also to use the good wine and food from the family to entertain others!
Zhao Xiaopin's mother did the menial work of cooking and cleaning very well. The men in Luocheng were good at craftsmanship, and the women in Luocheng were unparalleled. They were virtuous and hardworking and never complained. After Zhao's mother finished her work, she went back to her rented house. She was neither talkative nor troublesome. She always had a smile on her face when meeting people, and everyone treated her as their own as soon as they arrived.
Zhao Xiaopin is neither a gambler nor a libertine. He always gives half of the money he saves to his wife and saves the remaining half for himself.
Stoves are indispensable tools for almost every family. Large families burn a large amount of firewood every year. For them, they need this thing more. Spending a small amount of money can save a lot of money. Which family wouldn’t want economic benefits?
Zhao Xiaopin's first pot of gold was saved by this simple small project. In just one year, he had more than a dozen workers under him, all of whom were excellent masters brought out of Luocheng. Naturally, their craftsmanship was not the same. It must be said that the key point is that they are all desperate people. Zhao Xiaopin gave them a chance to live, and they are all grateful.
There is no shortage of icing on the cake, what is needed is the person who can provide icing on the cake. Once you have the start-up funds, the rest will be much easier to handle!
When the great monk Hongyi heard that Liang Chuan was back, he felt very happy. Liang Chuan made some small plans, and the incense in Yuetai Temple continued throughout the twelfth lunar month. Now that the temple received the incense money, he first tidied up the facade of Yuetai Temple. , the plaque was replaced with a large gilt lacquered plaque, and the two wooden door panels were replaced with large fine fir boards, painted with vermilion lacquer.
This great benevolent man is finally back. Yuetai Temple, a temple that has almost lost its popularity, has become so popular because of small deeds that even the Buddha has to thank Liang Chuan.
The main hall has now been renovated. Every Buddha statue in the hall has been decorated with gold paint, giving it a golden Buddha aura. However, the most magical Arhat statue is still one of those Arhat statues, exuding a strong and ancient atmosphere. , this Arhat statue is now the signboard of Yuetai Temple and has been repainted into a new Buddha statue, so who will come to offer incense?
The temple bought another piece of land at the back. It was too vulgar to talk about money. The believers took the initiative to 'donate' it to the Buddha. These turned out to be dilapidated residential buildings, so the land price was not high. Hongyi planned to expand the platform. With the size of the temple, at least for now money is no longer an issue.
This is what Liang Chuan told him. The temple has no other industries. It can either buy some land or real estate. If it goes downhill again in the future, selling land can still survive for a while.
"Sanlang has been gone for ten months, and his face is full of spring. It must be that everything is going well at home. Isn't it better to be happy alone than to be happy together?"
What about giving birth to a child, great monk? Do you also want to have fun together?
Amitabha!
Monk Hongyi is particularly eloquent. During the Spring Festival, the wealthy people in Qingyuan City performed rituals for their ancestors or prayed for future generations. With the legend of Arhat and the image of Monk Hongyi The sharp mouth that can turn flesh and bones into living dead people starts with various prophecies and Zen ideas, profound Buddhist theories, and then tells many mysterious and mysterious legends and stories to guide people to worship Buddha and do good. It is the fierceness of slaughtering pigs and sheep in ten generations. You will also be inspired by others to worship the Buddha, show kindness, and cry bitterly!
These wealthy families are not short of money, but what they lack is spiritual cultivation. What they need is someone to enlighten them on a spiritual level, and Hong Yi will be treated with all the courtesy.
A man relies on his clothes, and a Buddha relies on his words. When this great monk pretends to be a great monk, he really shines with the Buddha's light. It makes these wealthy merchants who want to be tonsured on the spot and follow Master Hongyi every day. The ancient green lantern Buddha is always with the Buddha. about. How could anyone in the world have thought that as soon as the great monk turned his head, the delicious dog meat would pass through his intestines!
The Liangchuan family holds another tooth ceremony!
Monk Hongyi was the first to arrive and occupied a good seat. Although he didn’t use the chopsticks in his hands, he never put them down! Liang Chuan called Zheng Ruoying. Zheng Ruoying saw this great monk the last time he came here, eating mutton with everyone, and now he saw him again at the wine table. Although he felt bad, he was not surprised at all.
Hong Yi saw Zheng Ruoying. He was fond of wine and good food, but he was not greedy for women. He was still a Yuanyang man to this day. He also knew that this woman was not Liang Chuan's wife, but she was now living in Liang Chuan's shop. Liang Chuan's first wife had not been seen yet, so she must have been kept in her hometown. It was obvious that the flags at home were not down, and the colorful flags were flying outside.
He just joked about Liang Chuan: "No wonder Sanlang is so happy, it turns out that there is a beauty hidden in the golden house."
Bi Zhaosheng arrived late in the end, which surprised everyone at the table. A woman, a monk, an intellectual, and a farmer.
Since ancient times, women have not been allowed to sit at the big table, but Zheng Ruoying doesn't want to be a little girl, so she is not afraid at all when she joins the wine table. Both men, Monk Hongyi, knew each other. They had been eating meat and drinking alcohol since they were children, and they did not shy away from it. Bi Zhaosheng had a bitter look on his face, and Liang Chuan's face was red, which was simply unbelievable.
"Let me introduce you. This is Miss Zheng Ruoying, the daughter of a wealthy family from Fengshan, Xinghua. She plans to open a shop in our Chengtian Lane. From now on, we will be neighbors."
"My little sister is so polite."
"Excellent, poor monk Hongyi."
Hong Yi can actually look compassionate in the face of wine and meat, and he is so compassionate when it comes to the fat in his mouth. It's so admirable!
"I'm Bi Zhaosheng..."
Bi Zhaosheng said weakly that now that he thinks that his store will close, he has no other interests except drinking. Even if Zheng Ruoying is a beautiful woman, he has no interest in it now.
The four of them introduced each other, and Liang Chuan said: "Miss Zheng is a daughter and has a high heart. She is proficient in business and business. She is unfamiliar with Qingyuan when she first came to Qingyuan. I will arrange for everyone to get together in the evening. First, let's get to know each other. Second, okay?" This old Bi is in some trouble. There are many people and many solutions, so let’s help him find a solution together.”
Bi Zhaosheng saw that Liang Chuan had good intentions, but he still felt sorry for him. He was a woman and a monk, but Liang Chuan was relatively reliable. What kind of solution was this?
"Donor Bi, what happened to something that you can't resolve? Why don't you talk about it and listen to it?"
Hong Yi had already finished eating, but Zheng Ruoying asked first without moving his chopsticks.
Bi Zhaosheng then slowly explained the whole story in detail.
There were originally two printing shops in Qingyuan, located on East and West Streets. The one on West Street was larger but not as old as their one on East Street. The owner of that shop was Tian Hui. The two families had been fighting for a long time. He found someone to set up a trap for Bi Zhaosheng and pretended to come to Bi's house to place an order.
This list is for printing a little-known work called "Confucianism". It is huge in length, and the number of words in it is almost five times more than the number of words in the usual list. Bi Zhaosheng read this thick book and estimated that his masters and apprentices would be able to carve all the carvings on the agreed date by working overtime day and night. The reward was also quite attractive, and the customer paid two thousand dollars.
Moreover, the cost of breach of contract is also very huge. If you breach the contract, you will have to compensate the customer 2,000 yuan, which does not include the labor and material costs you have paid.
Bi Zhaosheng knew the progress of his subordinates and was fully prepared. If there was any problem, the list would never be completed. However, two thousand guan was too tempting, and Bi Zhaosheng really needed the money. Either the Bi family would take it, or the Tian Hui family in the east of the city would take it. Instead of adding wings to the other party, it would be better to bite the bullet and do it on his own! After finishing this, he will be able to recruit more people, and his business will be completely different from what it is now, and he can even surpass his Tian family's printing shop in one fell swoop.
Who would have thought that as soon as the deed was signed and the red fingerprint was pressed, problems would come one after another.
First of all, when Bi Zhaosheng, an old dealer in the city who sells Ziban boards, went to adjust the boards, he immediately said with a grimace that the supply of boards was gone and he could also switch boards, and the price would be doubled, or even higher than usual. Bi Zhaosheng was shocked when he heard this. If he didn't buy the boards, the business would be ruined. Since no one else was selling boards, he could only reluctantly let the carpenter make the money.
Then the apprentices in his shop and the masters who had worked for many years either said that they were sick or that their family members were sick, or that they were not used to working, and they always wanted to quit their jobs with different reasons. After finally solving Ziban's problem, this master's problem is life-threatening. The master and apprentice ran away, and there were not enough people to work. Even if their whole family went to battle, they could not finish the work before the agreed time. In short, they were separated. The whole family couldn't accomplish this even if they tried their best.
Later, Liang Chuan saw this bird looking for death and survival.
Even Zheng Ruoying heard it. This Bi Zhaosheng didn't measure his own ability, and he was so impatient that he wanted to swallow the elephant. Others used a small bait to make him take the bait. This person who placed an order to make carving boards was afraid that he would be incompatible with that Tian Hui. He is just wearing a pair of pants. Not only does he want Bi Zhaosheng to go bankrupt, but he also wants Bi Zhaosheng to dig up graves and sell his land to make all the money.
Hong Yi saw that the atmosphere was a little solemn. He felt like a mirror in his heart and said with a smile: "There are two ways to go about this."
Everyone put down their chopsticks and thought about this monk's wise opinion.
Hong Yi smiled condescendingly and said: "First, just prepare two thousand guan and compensate others. If you take your time in doing business in the future, things will get better. Second, think of ways to get things done for others, otherwise What else can be done?”
The great monk's words sounded a bit profound, but in fact they were completely different. Bi Zhaosheng just doesn't have money. If he has money, he can still get two thousand guan in his mind. In other words, he can't do it now. If he can do it, 2,000 guan will be in his pocket, and he's still worried.
Everyone carefully savored the words of the great monk. After hearing the hidden meaning of these words, everyone looked at the great monk in unison. This monk is now an invisible rich man. The money collected by the temple every day for incense is much more than those of them doing business. No, can’t it? . He wants to borrow money?
"Your Yuetai Temple has been very prosperous recently. What's the matter? Master, do you want to save the young people?"
When Hong Yi saw everyone looking at him eagerly, his heart skipped a beat, and he argued hurriedly: "I have almost spent the money to build the main hall in the temple."
After saying that, he picked up his chopsticks and pretended to eat food, not daring to look at their wolf-like eyes again.
When everyone saw that the great monk was showing weakness, they knew there was no hope and felt a little disappointed.
Liang Chuan smiled and said, "It would hurt our feelings if we talked about money together. I have a good idea here."
