Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

"Ah?" Monk Guangliang thought and sighed, just thinking that they were two unfortunate people.

When he came out of the meditation room, he held a string of money in his hand, smiled and put it in front of the two people, and clasped his hands together.

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of loving life, please do as you please, two donors."

Liu Renyuan had not spoken a word, but now he could not help it.

"Monk, we are here to sell things, you want to get away with a string of money?"

Monk Guangliang was startled, and his heart tightened instantly.

What's going on? What's the situation? There are still people doing business in the temple these days? The place of Buddhism, the six senses are pure, what kind of business are you doing?

"That's right, we are here to do business, it's not nonsense."

"Master, you have to think about it, I think you don't want your Buddhist pilgrims to stop coming to your temple from now on, right?"

Xue Rengui's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Monk Guangliang has been the eldest brother of Jialan Temple for many years. During these years, everyone who came to Jialan Temple was friendly and respectful.

He had never seen such an arrogant person.

"Donor, I don't quite understand what you said."

Xue Rengui smiled and took out a brocade box.

The brocade box was opened, and the Buddha's light suddenly illuminated Guangliang's bald head, reflecting a bright light on the roof.

"Hiss..."

"Donor... Where did this Buddha treasure glass come from?"

Xue Rengui glanced at Liu Renyuan, shook his head and sighed.

"This is the glass that was illuminated when Master Xuanzang became a Buddha. The Buddha's light blessed it. It's a pity that we brothers are short of money... You also know that people in Tianzhu have begun to transport the glass used by Master Xuanzang to the Tang Dynasty."

At this moment, Guangliang suddenly realized one thing, this is not a simple glass.

This is a dispute over incense!

Pilgrims all over the world believe in Buddha, is that believing in Buddha? That is to find a quiet place, a pure land in their hearts, and seek comfort.

Only the Buddha statues in the temples are blessed.

But now, there are suddenly some glass Buddha treasures, and they are blessed by Master Xuanzang. Will those wealthy pilgrims still come?

"Donor, how many of these Buddha treasures do you have?"

Monk Guangliang couldn't help it. If this thing was placed in the Great Buddha Temple in Chang'an, he might make a lot of money.

"Not much. I came here today just to see what the master thinks. This thing is not expensive, ten thousand strings..."

Boom!

Ten thousand strings...

You are robbing money!

Although I, Guangliang, am the eldest brother of Jialan Temple, and although Jialan Temple is the largest lending temple in Chang'an, it is supported by the government and wealthy families behind it, but this money cannot be spent like this...

"Master, do you not want it? Then I will take it away. I heard that Qingfeng Temple is very interested in what we have."

Qingfeng Temple, what is that place? It's a Taoist temple!

Pilgrims are the parents of food and clothing, and believers are the source of livelihood for monks.

The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, the precepts can be broken, but the pilgrims cannot be abandoned!

"Buy! Donor, can you let me see it?"

"Let's see it." Liu Renyuan was bored and crossed his legs.

The Marquis said that even if he couldn't sell it today, he had to extort some money back.

The monk has a lot of money here, and ten thousand strings of cash is not a lot of money.

Monk Guangliang carefully picked up the colored glass in the brocade box, looked at the luster emanating from the Buddha statue, and slowly raised it to the sunlight in the sky.

The next moment, the light of that moment illuminated Guangliang's eyes.

"Master, I have a lot of things you want here, don't worry, I'll take the things back first, and come back tomorrow to talk about how to trade."

Xue Rengui knew it was almost time, and at this time, according to the Marquis' instructions, it was to play hard to get.

Monk Guangliang was overwhelmed with emotion, his eyes were rolling, and he personally sent the two out of Jialan Temple. Before leaving, he stuffed each of them with a sachet, which was bulging and rustling.

"The two donors have a connection with my Buddha, a little tea and water, my Buddha is merciful."

As soon as he went out, Liu Renyuan let out a long breath: "Old Xue, what we do is not authentic."

"The current emperor is extremely respectful of Buddhism. If this matter is known to the higher-ups, I'm afraid both of us will...tsk tsk tsk..."

Xue Rengui looked innocent at this time: "What else can I do? Do you know how this Jialan Temple makes a living?"

"I tell you, they..."

After a while, Liu Renyuan widened his eyes: "These bald donkeys..."

...

In the palace, Liu Xuan came back and saw Dazhuang mixing mud, trying to build a fortress with some stones and bricks.

When Liu Xuan saw the fortress, it was already taller than Da Zhuang. It had two layers of bricks and stones, and the space inside could accommodate several Da Zhuangs. It was no problem for Ya Ya to get in. The key point was that there was a door below, and there were several holes on the fortress for observing the outside.

Liu Xuan was speechless. If he didn't know who Da Zhuang was, he would definitely think that Da Zhuang had also traveled through time.

"Da Zhuang, what are you doing?"

"Ya Ya, there is too much mud on you."

Ya Ya wiped her face hard, then grinned, and her white teeth shook twice in the wind.

"Ah... Ah Qiu~"

"Aye, look at my secret base."

I don't know where Ya Ya heard this word from, and she pulled Liu Xuan to get in. When Liu Xuan lowered his head, he noticed something.

Da Zhuang's wall-building skills seemed pretty good.

Looking inside, Yaya's secret base is actually a piece of straw, spread on the ground, with a pile of yellow leaves on it.

For a moment, Liu Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

But it's normal. When he thought about his childhood, he could play in such a place for a whole day, and he would not be bored at all, and even forget to eat.

It seems normal for Yaya and Dazhuang to want to play like this.

Yaya is weak and can only find places to play everywhere. Dazhuang is different. He can create his own place to play.

For a moment, Liu Xuan suddenly realized something. Can he turn this courtyard into a kindergarten?

As for Dazhuang, the courtyard next door is also empty.

"Dazhuang, do you like playing with stones?"

Dazhuang rubbed the mud on his face with his arm and nodded vigorously: "Master, I like to build walls."

In the early years, when Liu Xuan's family built a house, Liu Xuan's parents built the walls together. At that time, Dazhuang was influenced by what he saw and heard. Although he was clumsy, he was always trying to learn.

Maybe this is obsession.

"The yard next door is empty, what are you going to do in it?"

Da Zhuang was immediately excited when he heard it: "Master, I want to build a solid house in it, the kind that doesn't leak."

"I also want to build a shed for the ants to live in."

"I want to raise a cow so that I can drink milk."