Deep into the night, everyone had nothing to do. Fangzheng looked at the energetic fellows who didn't sleep and called them over. He prepared all sorts of tools and went to harvest the Crystal Rice.
Crystal Rice was indeed different from ordinary rice. Although it had a shell after maturing, the shell would crack open and spit out the crystal-like Crystal Rice inside with just a shake. With the harvest of Crystal Rice, One Finger Monastery's rice tank was finally filled with rice again. There was still some left.
Looking at the Crystal Rice, Fangzheng suddenly felt touched and relaxed as though he had never starved to death. He didn't know why. Perhaps it was because he had been starving for too long in the past or because of other reasons. In any case, he had a natural desire to hoard food. It was as though hoarding wasn't enough …
He touched the handful of Crystal Rice in satisfaction and imitated Red Boy. He pinched one and put it in his mouth. He bit it lightly and with a crack, the Crystal Rice cracked open and a sweet taste spread in his mouth. That feeling was indescribably wonderful. He couldn't describe it, but he couldn't. However, there was one thing that was certain. From today onwards, One Finger Monastery would have a natural, non-polluting snack other than Frost Bamboo and White Jade Cabbage.
Looking at his gluttonous disciples, Fangzheng grabbed a handful and smiled at everyone.
Everyone was a little excited. Was he going to give out snacks?
Then, Fangzheng solemnly placed the handful of Crystal Rice into his pocket and said, "Children, don't eat snacks, especially at night. It's not easy to fall asleep if you eat snacks. So, all of you should rest early … "
With that said, Fangzheng placed a grain of Crystal Rice into his mouth and chewed on it before leaving.
When Lone Wolf, Squirrel, Monkey, Red Boy, and Salted Fish heard that and saw Fangzheng's actions, they immediately felt aggrieved and wanted to cry. Salted Fish and Red Boy cursed inwardly. "This darn baldy doesn't let us eat, but he's eating. What a f * * king scam!"
Squirrel was indignant as he chased after him and asked, "Master, it's not easy to fall asleep if you eat too many snacks. Why are you still eating?"
Fangzheng looked up into the sky and let out a long sigh. He said bleakly, "This Penniless Monk is old. When one is old, one sleeps less. One has to eat something to pass the time in the long night, right? Alright, don't worry about me. Sleep early. "
Then, Fangzheng flicked his sleeves and left. Under the silver moonlight, his white clothes appeared a little bleak.
If not for the bouncing sounds, Squirrel would have believed the darn baldy's words!
Lone Wolf, Squirrel, and the other disciples, as well as Salted Fish, exchanged looks. All of them had the same word in their eyes: "F * * k!"
Especially a few minutes later, Fangzheng's snoring sounds came from his meditation room. The disciples cried out inwardly, "Is this the insomnia of an elderly person he mentioned?"
For the first time, the few of them had the urge to sharpen their knives and attack Baldy!
After an uneventful night, Fangzheng walked out of One Finger Monastery feeling refreshed the next day. It was a sunny day with stars twinkling in the sky. Then, with the sound of bells and drums hidden in the darkness, a golden sun hung in the sky.
One day, Fangzheng received a call from Wang Yougui. He said that many foreigners from Southeast Asia had come to the village. All of them were spewing nonsense, putting them in a very passive position. In the end, they were all solved by blindly gesticulating …
Wang Yougui indicated that he planned on hiring a few foreign language teachers in the village. Otherwise, it would be too much of a scam.
Furthermore, Wang Yougui indicated that Mt. One Finger's mountain path was too narrow. There were more and more tourists coming every day, so there was no way to satisfy the tourists' needs. He asked Fangzheng if he had any thoughts of widening the mountain path.
Fangzheng rejected him immediately. Widening the mountain path? Wouldn't that mean opening up the mountain to build a road?
Mt. One Finger wasn't big to begin with. If they continued, there would probably only be roads left. Furthermore, Mt. One Finger had special feelings for Fangzheng. He had his childhood here, memories, and hope. More importantly, Mt. One Finger was Zen Master One Finger's favorite. He believed that if he dared to mess around, Zen Master One Finger would definitely prepare a truckload of feather dusters for him when he went down.
In order not to be beaten, Fangzheng firmly rejected him.
With regards to this, Wang Yougui could only smile helplessly. However, why did Fangzheng find his laughter a little sinister?
"Patron Wang, have you never thought of repairing the road at all?" asked Fangzheng.
Wang Yougui chuckled and said, "It's good that the roads aren't being repaired. Once the roads are repaired, everyone will head up and then come down to go home. Who is going to stay in the guest room of this agricola? If they couldn't go up, they had to wait. Where could they wait? Didn't he still live in the village? I'm telling you, our One Finger Village is no longer comparable to other villages. Even city dwellers don't have a higher income and a better life than us! "A lot of people are preparing to expand … But I didn't ask them to build a bungalow. That thing looks good, but it will ruin the cultural atmosphere of our northeastern countryside. But it's also troublesome. The homestead is only so big. No matter how much we toss and turn, we won't be able to get much land … Sigh … Seeing so much money flowing from right before our eyes to other villages, my heart aches. "
Fangzheng was left speechless when he heard that. Following that, he smiled. "Patron Wang, when did you become so calculative? Since he was from the Northeast, he should show the spirit of a man from the Northeast. What was the use of earning more money? Since he no longer had to worry about money, he should think about how to repay society. In addition, the outflow of money is also a good thing. It can be considered a blessing and a good deed. "
When Wang Yougui heard that, he roared with laughter. "Kid, not bad. You are already reprimanding me. I understand what you are saying, but I just can't get over it. Don't worry, I have a high political awareness. I plan to unite all the villages and get a tourist bus. Then, I will raise funds to repair the roads. With guests coming, I can't possibly let them travel on the crappy roads in the village, right? What's the saying? By the way, if you want to be rich, build roads first … "
Fangzheng felt relieved when he heard that.
In fact, Fangzheng had always been a little worried. He was worried that the villagers would be corrupted once they had money, losing their simplicity and being a scholar. Since the villagers were still the same villagers and his Uncle Wang was still his Uncle Wang, Fangzheng was relieved.
After hanging up, Fangzheng immediately ran to the back kitchen. He took a ladder and climbed up to the Buddha Vat that no one had looked at. When he looked inside, Fangzheng was stunned. He exclaimed. "Amitabha! Is this This Penniless Monk's pickled cabbage? "
Inside the gigantic Buddha Vat, there was a shimmering golden object faintly visible in the saltwater. Fangzheng hurriedly jumped down and called for Red Boy. The two of them carried the Buddha Vat to the yard. When the sunlight shone into the Buddha Vat, Fangzheng could see it even clearer.
Underwater, there was something that looked like golden seaweed and coral. It appeared extremely resplendent under the sunlight!
Fangzheng had seen the Buddha Vat's interior a while ago, but the White Jade Cabbage had not completely changed color back then. Furthermore, he had only changed the water back then, so he did not take a careful look. He did not think much of it.
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