Chapter 308 I am kind
On Hong Kong Island, it is recognized that there are three types of people who are the most difficult to deal with: patrolmen, dwarf mules, and monks.
The patrol police are difficult to deal with because they are originally skilled gangsters. Although these people are often criticized for their ability to do things: they are first-rate in collecting illegal money and third-rate in catching thieves.
But many times they are equivalent to the government officials in ancient times. Whether you can hand this complaint to the master depends on whether they are willing to help you and provide you with convenience.
It's okay if you can't get along with these people. If you offend them, they'll try to frame you up, and they'll often ask you to cooperate with the investigation. It's common for you to stay in the interrogation room for a whole day for no reason.
Dwarf mules are difficult to deal with, mainly because most of them have well-developed limbs and simple minds.
The king of hell is easy to give away, but the kid is difficult to deal with. Many times, a quarrel will trigger murderous intentions if he feels that he has lost face.
Even if he doesn't kill you, he should still seize the opportunity to trip you up. Even throwing a piece of cow dung on your car will make him happy for the day.
As for monks, there are many unspeakable factors. When talking about them, there always seems to be a mysterious veil covering them.
There is no dwarf mule in the world who goes to the temple to collect "cleaning fees", and no policeman goes to the temple to copy cards. Who knows which justice of the peace's mother is the abbot's friend, a layman who has not become a monk? "Fortunately, I am a Taoist priest. There is no separation between monks and Taoists. After all, we are still cousins. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for me not to cause trouble?"
"Donor, what did you say?"
Hearing the monk's doubtful inquiry, Jin Dashan smiled and said, "Nothing, nothing, I just said that the environment here is very good. By the way, master, what was your name just now?"
The young monk took two steps back, clasped his palms together, and bowed.
"Amitabha, there are many eminent monks in the temple. The benefactor calls me Little Monk Master, which really offends me. Little Monk's Dharma name is Crossing the Heart."
"Oh, I made a mistake."
Jin Dashan reached out and patted his mouth, but he touched a wisp of beard.
Yes, he is a middle-aged wealthy businessman with an aging face, a beard, a bloated figure, and a customized suit.
After patting his mouth, Jin Dashan reached into his pocket and took out his pocket watch. The golden watch case shone in the sun, making the little monk unable to open his eyes.
"Du Xinda, Master, I heard that Hongde Temple is particularly effective in seeking children? Many couples have been childless for many years, so the men sent the women here to stay for one night, and they gave birth after they returned, right? It must be You masters have profound magic power."
Du Xin smiled and said piously: "These are all manifestations of the Bodhisattva from this temple and have nothing to do with us.
In addition, Hongde Temple has beautiful scenery and fresh air. When the couple comes here and sees this scene, their originally depressed mood will definitely be relieved, they will feel relaxed and good luck will naturally accompany them. "
As he spoke, he glanced at Jin Dashanren calmly, "Donor, do you also have needs in this regard?"
Jin Dashan shook his head and laughed, "Sigh! It's great auspiciousness! I'm strong and strong, so I don't need the Bodhisattva to worry about it."
"Then you are..." Du Xin's face was full of doubts.
From the moment he entered the mountain gate, this wealthy businessman showed extraordinary courage and... financial resources. The money for sesame oil he added to the merit box at the entrance was enough to feed an ordinary family for a month.
It was precisely because of this that Du Xin rushed up from the crowd and followed closely beside Jin Dashan.
Naturally, there are real Bodhisattvas and fake Bodhisattvas in this world. Even though I have been chanting Buddha’s name for so many years, I still can’t tell which one is real and which one is fake.
But as soon as he saw Jin Dashan's clothes, which were all Chanel, he knew that this person had a deep connection with Buddhism.
When Du Xin asked, Jin Dashan smiled and said, "Hi, I'm in the shipping business and I have a few ships, often traveling between Hong Kong Island and Southeast Asia.
When I went to Southeast Asia recently, it was either windy or rainy, which was very rough. A friend of mine said that anything I prayed to at Hongde Temple was efficacious, so I came.
If I want to seek peace here, it would be best if I could set up a longevity tablet or something else. Anyway, I just ask the master to protect my number! "
Jin Dashan put his palms together and was very pious, but Du Xin's face was a little embarrassed.
He scratched his stubbled head and whispered: "Donor, we only have Bodhisattvas here, not masters."
"Oh? Oh! Lost your mouth, lost your mouth!"
Jin Dashanren patted his mouth again, "Anyway, that's what I mean. Whether it's a Bodhisattva or a Buddha, I don't know anything else, but I know that sincerity leads to spiritual success."
As he spoke, he turned behind him and cast his eyes on the antique roof, "I think your temple is luxurious, but the masters are still too low-key. In my opinion, the roof does not match the grand and solemn style here."
"Well?"
Du Xin looked at the roof and felt that there was nothing wrong with the red bricks and green tiles, except that they were a bit older and stained with a few touches of light green.
Seeing this, Jin Dashan patted him on the shoulder and laughed and said: "Master, you have become a monk and practiced cultivation. You have not been in the mortal world for a long time. Naturally, everything is good.
I'm different. I'm a boater. I've been everywhere and I've seen a lot of you been to Siam?Oh, you have never left Hong Kong Island?That would be great, no, that would be a shame.
Master, do you know?Over in Siam, the temples there are very big. Each one is as big as the Kowloon Walled City. Their pagodas are all made of ivory, dazzlingly white, and each one is towering. Entering the clouds, you can’t see the top! Our side is still too low-key. I think we can't lose to Tai Zai and let them see our jokes.
So, I plan to take the first step and replace all those tiles.
How to change?Throw it away. If you can't throw it away, smash it. Then I will pave it with a layer of gold tiles. Each piece is made of [-]% pure gold. Only then will it look good and be elegant.
And this roof, it doesn’t look good to me. Once all the tiles are replaced, I will hire the best designers, artists, painters, violinists, and piano players from Faguo and Dunling.
I asked them to repair the beams and pillars and the ridge of the roof, and paint the Eight Immortals, the Subduing Dragon and the Tiger, the One Hundred and Eight Arhats, Zhong Kui, and the Four Great Vajras on it! "
Du Xin was stunned when she heard this, and murmured: "With so many, can they fit on the roof?"
"It can be stuffed in, but why can't it be stuffed in? These are gods, not humans, don't you think so?"
Du Xin nodded subconsciously, then reacted and lowered his head and said, "It's my fault, my monk made a mistake. This will cost a lot of money, right?"
Hearing this, Jin Dashan waved his hands displeased, "Money? What's the point of spending a little money for Buddha and Bodhisattva? I did a rough calculation and it's probably only a million or so. It's not a big deal."
One million? A million or so! Du Xin stretched out her two palms and counted over and over again, and then she finally realized that just the fraction after 100 million was a huge fortune.
He hurriedly said: "Donor, I'm going to find the elders right now. Please wait a moment."
Jin Dashan raised his hand to stop him, "Master, don't worry now, I want to take a walk in this temple again. Maybe there are some repairs that need to be made. I will note them down and we will provide them together at that time. It’s settled.”
"Then please come this way." Du Xin bowed and stretched out his hand.
Jin Dashan nodded his fat head with satisfaction, followed Du Xin on the stone steps, and continued walking inside.
"By the way, Master, I recently found that the quality of the water in the tap water pipes is a bit strange. It always tastes bitter when I drink it. Is this the case in your temple?"
Du Xin smiled and said: "The donor doesn't know something. Our temple does not have running water. All expenses are drawn from a well. Whether it is cooking, drinking, or washing clothes, they all come from there. Take it from the well."
Mr. Jin Dashan seemed to understand, "This is not as convenient as running water, right? As soon as the faucet is turned, the water will flow out. You can use it as you please. It would be a waste of time for a large group of people to carry hand-held things. ."
"Who said no?"
Du Xin smiled bitterly, "But this is a rule passed down in the temple for many years. The city government originally allocated a sum of funds to help us build sewer pipeline projects.
This was originally a good thing, but several masters refused and even found a justice of the peace to come out and deliver the message. In the end, the project was abandoned. "
"Oh I got it……"
Jin Dashan smiled and saw Du Xin looking at him. He immediately clasped his hands and said, "How can we understand the master's mind? There must be a reason for them to do this, Amitabha!"
"Amitabha!" Du Xinye clasped his hands together.
"Speaking of well water, well water is good. When I go to the countryside, I often drink well water. It is sweet and refreshing. It is much better than whiskey or brandy.
If I take a sip, this person will float!It’s no exaggeration! "
Although Du Xin was confused by what he heard, he still extended his hand to the side enthusiastically, "Look, the bucket of water here is drawn from the well. How about..."
Jin Dashan shook his head, shaking his cheeks like cattail fans, "No, no, no, this is not fresh. I don't know if it has been stained by mosquitoes or other things. If we want to drink it, it must be fresh."
"Fresh?" Du Xin didn't react for a moment.
"Yes, fresh! How about you, Master, lead the way? I happen to be thirsty too?"
"I can lead the way, but the well is in the backyard and is still some distance away from here. I think..."
"Don't look at it!"
Jin Dashan waved his hand boldly, "I have come this far, do you know? When I was at the foot of the mountain, I knelt three times and knelt nine times all the way. I didn't even take a breath."
Du Xin looked at him and saw that he was clean all over. Just when he felt strange, Jin Dashanren had already hugged him affectionately.
"Let's go, Master. After the matter is settled, I will definitely invite you to my house for a fast meal and a blessing ceremony. I don't want anyone else but you, because the two of us hit it off immediately."
Du Xin felt happy for some reason after hearing what he said. She stretched out her hand and said, "Then please follow me, little monk. Let's go see the backyard."
"Okay! Let's go see that well!"
(End of this chapter)