Three Realms Sanatorium

Gu Shi wished that Xie Jiusi could go with him, so that he would not have to drive a car and save the time to carry it.

Xie Jiusi was in a great mood. He ate the bun in his hand, washed his hands, and quietly watched Gu Shi eat breakfast while frowning to settle accounts, muttering words in his mouth.

Gu Shi had a dark eye on the building materials market and prices, calculated the assets in his pocket, and had no idea how much building materials could be bought with the money and how much it could be renovated.

I have to consider finding a reliable construction team after buying building materials...

Gu Shi frowned tightly.

I always feel that these trivial matters are much more strenuous than making money.

Seeing that the steamed stuffed bun in Gu Shi's hand was getting cold, Xie Jiusi raised his hand and tapped on the table lightly: "Eat."

Gu Shi responded vaguely, quickly ate the buns, and cleaned the dishes again.

He dried his hands and gestured to Xie Jiusi who was about to get up: "Thank you boss for waiting for me, I'll ask the old man something!"

Xie Jiusi sat down again and nodded, "Okay, Boss Gu."

Gu Shi slipped his foot, turned his head to look at Xie Jiusi, and felt that he was being yin and yang by this title again.

Xie Jiusi raised his eyes to meet Gu Shi's gaze, with a little confusion in his integrity.

Gu Shi pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "You are being polite."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xie Jiusi to answer, he quickly left the dining hall.

It seems that I have to control this nonsense mouth in the future, it is harmful, look at an upright person like Xie Jiusi, after listening to his nonsense, everything he does has a tinge of yin and yang.

Gu Shi raised his hand and rubbed his face, patted it twice, whispered sorry to Boss Xie a few times in his heart, then rolled up his sleeves and knocked on Gu Xiuming's door.

As Gu Shi said before, Gu Xiuming is taking care of his beard that was brutally murdered.

He looked in the mirror and looked at the silver-white beard and hair falling from the sink, feeling so distressed that tears were about to fall.

Unworthy apprentice!

Gu Xiuming couldn't help cursing in his heart, he was still thinking about Gu Shi, the stinky boy Hongluan Xingdong, and there might be his future apprentice daughter-in-law among the people who will come, so he wanted to welcome Gu Shi's Hongluan with the best image Luan Xing, leave a good impression on people.

He even tried to make several shapes for his beard, such as Dumbledore in "Harry Potter", braided and tied with a small bow. It is cute and cute, and it looks very trendy at first glance!

The results of it? !

Gu Xiuming let out a heavy "hum".

He had just finished humming when the door slammed open.

Gu Xiuming was furious: "Are you setting off firecrackers?!"

Gu Shi clapped the door outside the door, and his hand still took afterimages: "I'm knocking on the door!"

Gu Xiuming refused to open the door for him: "If you fart, let it go!"

Gu Shi puffed up his face: "Pow."

Gu Xiuming's eyebrows twitched a few times, feeling that his aorta was about to burst from the sudden increase in blood pressure.

He thumped the desk with a "boom" and said, "Let it go!"

Gu Shi accepted it as soon as he saw it, and spoke quickly: "I have a hundred thousand here, can we repair the Shanmen Hall? Do you have any suggestions?"

Gu Xiuming finally got up and opened the door after hearing the words: "I said you don't need to repair it, but if you have spare money to repair it, you might as well donate it to charity."

Gu Shi didn't listen to his nonsense: "Do you have any suggestions for construction and materials?"

Gu Xiuming said unhappily: "One hundred thousand is not enough to repair a door plaque in our house."

Gu Shi's eyes widened in surprise.

Of course he knew that this door plaque did not refer to the one hanging outside now, the one hanging now was written by Gu Xiuming himself, and it cannot be called a plaque in a serious way, it is just a relatively regular shaped board.

The door plaque that Gu Xiuming mentioned should be the one that he wrapped several layers of oil paper and cloth to prevent dust and water, and put it in the deepest part of the warehouse.Gu Shi didn't remember very clearly, but in his vague memory, when Gu Xiuming just brought him back to Cangwu Temple, it was that plaque that hung in front of the Shanmen Hall.

"The plaque in our house was bestowed by the emperor in the early years. It is made of golden silk nanmu with landscapes and flying birds, and is written by the emperor himself."

This is a priceless treasure, even a cultural relic.

Gu Xiuming seldom mentioned Cangwu Temple itself to Gu Shi. Gu Shi's understanding of Cangwu Temple was limited to the fact that it used to be at the peak of incense, but now it has faded away, but he did not expect such glory.

No wonder the old man felt so guilty about those dilapidated courtyards.

"...You should keep this kind of treasure for yourself." Gu Shi said, "It's better to make a new piece and make a living."

Gu Xiuming listened to Gu Shi's arrangement and raised his voice: "You might as well spend the money on yourself, or on the children in the orphanage. How can these dead things be more important than living people?"

"..." Gu Shi looked at Gu Xiuming, expressionless, "Why do you talk so much nonsense, do you have any suggestions, and you haven't left."

After he finished speaking, he didn't listen to Gu Xiuming's next words at all, turned his head and walked out of the yard.

Gu Xiuming looked at Gu Shi's back, how could he not know that Gu Shi was angry.

But he didn't catch up, just watched, until Gu Shi disappeared, then he closed the door and sighed deeply.

Gu Shi rushed into the dining hall angrily: "Thank you boss, let's go!"

Xie Jiusi looked at the furious Gu Shi, stretched out his hand to him, and asked, "Are you fighting again?"

"It's just a traditional show." Gu Shi said as he took Xie Jiusi's hand, and the two of them walked into an alley in the city center in an instant.He grabbed Xie Jiusi with his backhand, and complained as he walked towards the small commodity market, "Every time this topic is brought up, we will break up badly. I'm used to it."

Xie Jiusi looked at Gu Shi's hand holding his wrist, raised his eyes and asked, "What topic?"

"About our family's financial expenditure items, he is really annoying!" Gu Shi hadn't had anyone to talk to about this kind of topic, and he couldn't stop after starting.

"Wow, there's something really wrong with the old man. He was so guilty looking at the dilapidated Taoist temple that he wanted to renovate it, but every time he got money, he always gave it to others, and he couldn't live it himself. I really don't want to save some money to repair the house, and I still have time to take care of others!"

The weather was very cold, but Gu Shi was so angry that he almost smoked.

He has had a long-standing grudge against Gu Xiuming's behavior, and he complained endlessly along the way: "What are you talking about 'these dead things are not as important as living people', shit, he doesn't even think about it, who is between him and others? heavier on me..."

When Gu Shi said this, he suddenly stopped talking, pursed his mouth, still angry, kicked the can that was thrown on the side of the road, then let go of Xie Jiusi's hand, chased after him, picked up the can and threw it in In the trash can, he said viciously: "The stinky old man won't have a good life for a few years, I'm going to practice the Cangwu Temple, and I will piss him off."

Xie Jiusi rubbed his wrist, which was still warm, and agreed: "Well, he's mad at him."

Gu Shi was taken aback by Xie Jiusi's approval, but felt that he was very naive.

He looked up and saw the small commodity market, and quickly changed the subject: "Don't talk about him, go shopping first."

There are a lot of messy gadgets in the small commodity market.

Unlike Gu Shi, who was very purposeful, Xie Jiusi was dazzled by all kinds of products not long after entering the market, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Gu Shi: "..."

Forget it, such a big dragon will never be lost.

Gu Shi simply gave up the idea of ​​looking for Xie Jiusi, buried himself in picking out a set of household items such as kitchen and bathroom supplies and blanket cushions, turned into another store, looked up and asked the storekeeper, "Do you have a mug?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Yes, we also provide signature engraving and custom drawing services."

"how much?"

"Single cups cost 15 yuan for three, and custom-made pictures cost 20 yuan each."

Gu Shi twitched the corners of his mouth at the storekeeper, smiling subtly.

Does he look like a bigot?

Gu Shi put down a lot of things in his arms, and began to pick out a bunch of finished cups.

In the end, Gu Shi picked out all three cups of the same style, paid for them, and went to the stationery store next door to buy a paint pen worth two yuan. He walked back to the cup shop and wrote on each cup in front of the owner. After deciding on the name, he smiled at the person, pressed the brim of the peaked cap on his head, carried a bunch of things, and bounced away.

Shopkeeper: "..."

Gu Shi had already forgotten the unhappiness that Gu Xiuming had brought him, and happily sent a message to Xie Jiusi, waiting for him at the gate of the small commodity market.

Xie Jiusi came out with a bunch of messy things in his arms.

Gu Shi took a rough look.

Copper coin strings, fortune beads, longevity locks, ceramic bracelets, safety charms, and other money-swindling things, Xie Jiusi bought a set of all of them.

Good guy.

Gu Shi couldn't hold back: "...What are you buying these for?"

"Those human beings said that these can bless peace and success." Xie Jiusi showed a serious expression like a scientific researcher, "I clearly didn't notice any power of prayer, but human beings can sell such large quantities. It turns out that human beings have already been able to do this. At this level, you and Bai Ze are right, human beings should not be underestimated."

Gu Shi: "...That's not true."

Xie Jiusi: "?"

Gu Shi sighed: "Xie Jiusi, they don't like you."

Xie Jiusi's expression was blank for a moment, then his brows were furrowed fiercely, and he raised his eyes to look at the small commodity market, showing a rare unpleasantness.

Gu Shi was in a bad mood, and quickly stuffed the things Xie Jiusi was holding into his blanket, and stuffed the things in his hands into Xie Jiusi's arms, and started to run the train: "Actually, they didn't mean anything malicious. I just hope that my products can have a symbolic good omen, and people who buy them also like to hear this kind of good omen, and I don’t intend to deceive you.”

Xie Jiusi caught the things that Gu Shi stuffed him, and his arms were full immediately. The big blanket wrapped the pile of things they bought, and there was a jingle.

Gu Shi clasped his hands together: "The Almighty Zhongshan Mountain God, Xie Jiusi, please help me send these back!"

Xie Jiusi found it a little funny.

He nodded: "OK."

He looked down at the things in his arms, and saw three white mugs at a glance, and his name was written crookedly on the top one with a golden paint pen.

Xie Jiusi: "My name?"

"Ah?" Gu Shi took a look with his head, "Oh, I just took it casually, you, me, the old man, one for each of us."

Xie Jiusi stared at the cup for three seconds, nodded, found an empty corner, and disappeared in an instant.

Xie Jiusi put the blanket in his arms on Gu Shi's table, took out the mug with his name on it, and found that the pattern on the mug was a dragon with teeth and claws.

Xie Jiusi brushed the dragon lightly with his fingertips, then looked at the other two cups.

One says "Gu Xiuming" with a picture of an old man bent over, and the other says "Gu Shi" with a picture of a delinquent young man with an extremely arrogant smile.

Xie Jiusi put the three mugs together.

Different patterns of the same style.

He flicked the wall of the cup lightly, making a light "ding".

Take it casually?