The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

This memory flashed in my mind, a smile hanged in the corner of Fang Zheng's mouth, looking at the distance, and said loudly: "The poor monk has given you light in a while, and when the heart reaches the Dharma, Amitabha! open it!"

If others say so, Yang Ping must have kicked him, spit a thick sputum, and scolded: "Dead liar!"

But who is Fang? The children of Yang Hua's family came up from the mountain! The son of a miracle called a miracle by the hospital! Others don't believe it, but for Founder, Yang Ping has a letter of 120! He laughed on the spot: "Thank you, Founder Abbot!"

At this point Yang Hua leaned out, snatched the loudspeaker, and shouted, "Fang Zheng abbot, look at you holding a sickle, what are you doing? Do you accept rice?"

Founder pulled this voice and shouted, "Yes!"

"Fangzheng abbot, come to the game! See if you guys are fast or our machines are fast! We big guy, old fierce!" Yang Hua cried.

Fang Zheng glanced at the lone wolf, but the goods were out of hand. The monkey is a fighting force, if the red child is full of firepower, it is too scary ... plus this skilled worker, it seems that he may not lose! But after thinking about it, the red baby must not be able to use mana, otherwise it will be difficult to explain. You have to converge yourself ... Moreover, monks are not so good than they are.

Hearing Yang Hua's shout, Zhou Zishan, who was originally working, and others stood up and looked at the big machine in the distance. It was as if war was about to ignite. Unfortunately, they only have five people. How did they fight the machine? Suddenly, his eyes dimmed again ...

Founder saw this, raised an eyebrow, and laughed aloud: "Okay! Then Bibi! At night, who collects more wheat, who invites dinner!"

"No problem! Haha ... Founder Abbot, you're ready for this meal! I won't bully you, let you take it for an hour first!" Yang Hua said in a frightened direction. He has full confidence in his own big machine.

Song Ergou, Sun Qiancheng, Tan Juguo and others are not blocked. The autumn harvest is a big happy event. New machines are added to the village, and everyone is happy. Everyone makes a noise, and is happy and harmless. All plan to watch lively.

"Hey, Yang Hua is very domineering, let it be for an hour, these wheaters really want to be a certain force, it is estimated that he can do one or two acres of rice in an hour." Song Ergou laughed.

"Ordinary people harvest one acre of land in a day. Even if they are good at harvesting in this muddy river, two or three acres are already the limit? But our machines can harvest hundreds of acres a day! Don't say let them be an hour. Let them one day, they are also a loser! "Just then, a proud voice sounded.

Song Ergou and others were just joking, talking about fun and making fun. But this man's words, although he is right, but how can the tone be so high? This is a bit overdid, right? Other people also make money by their ability, don't look down on others like this, right?

Turning around, sure enough, the two strangers didn't know when they stood in the crowd.

The two of them, each with a slightly fat body and eyes, looked a bit slick, but looked up slightly, and looked at the villagers with a little pride. Standing next to him was a shrewd-looking man, talking to the man who looked slightly fat.

The fat man saw everyone watching it, so he was more proud, and continued: "You guys, I think this game is completely meaningless. The machine win is a foregone conclusion. But what does it mean to win? What can a monk invite you to eat? Do you want to eat fast food? The fast food in the temple does not contain five cents, and there is no meat, not even oil. You ca n’t put much of that kind of stuff, oh ... by the way, when do you start work? Can we wait? . "

The crowd looked at the creature who didn't know how to mix in, and their eyes were full of dissatisfaction. Who is this product? !!

"Manager Sun, haven't you left yet?" Tan Juguo looked at the fat man and smart man in surprise. Others don't know, he still knows the two.

The fat man called Sun Rich, the name he later changed, in order to be rich, rich, and richer! He runs a combine, but he is not the boss of the combine, but the sales manager. The smart man next to him, named Jiang Chaowei, is a sales consultant at the combine harvester factory. These two people came down with the combine this time. In order to ensure that their own combine can be in good hands with customers, Jiangyong Combine Harvester Factory will usually send a sales consultant to come home and see that the combine is normal. The homework was only returned once.

However, this time, Sun had nothing to do with money. I heard it was the village who bought the combine. He also wanted to see what kind of situation this Yizhi Village was enjoying. Moreover, I heard that Yizhi Village has the best cold bamboo, which is hard to find. He was elusive, and he was also the sales manager of the combine harvester manufacturer. If he came over this way, he would be entertained, and he would give him an appetizer? Moreover, when he came, he sent a circle of friends, saying that he came to Yizhi Village to eat the best cold bamboo, many people coaxed him to take pictures, and even let him take it home for everyone to try.

Sun was so arrogant that he had all the money to go out, but in the end, he never expected that the people in Yicun were so incompetent that no one took him seriously! Instead, they turned around the combine and then started talking with a monk! What happened? He is a grand manager who is not as good as a young monk? A sense of humiliation that was ignored has risen in my heart, grievances and unwillingness in the stomach, and Fangzheng's eyes looked angry.

Sun is wondering if he has money. Do n’t these villagers understand that as long as he is happy, he can help them discount it at any time and save a lot of money?

With the usual buyers, Sun Youqian should not now be on the road, basking in the sun and blowing the autumn wind, but should be sitting at the wine table, drinking good wine, eating local specialties, and bragging about it. Compared with the two, Sun Rich's opinion on Yizhi Village is even greater! He decided that from this point of view, he would hang a finger at the villagers from other angles! After all, this machine has only the cost of purchasing the machine on the bright side, but other miscellaneous costs can be more, some are optional, but he believes that with his mouth, these unsophisticated old hats Flowers that should be spent, flowers that should not be!

Having settled his mind, Sun Youqian squinted his eyes, his heart was very proud, as if a group of villagers in front of them were all lambs to be slaughtered.

Sun Rich grinned: "Secretary Tan, jokingly, the machine just landed on the ground. I can't make sure that the machine is running properly. I'm not good enough to go."