Ten Mile Room

Old Mrs. He finally overcame all the difficulties, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, she gave a not-so-smooth performance.

Her throat was trembling, and her heart was trembling.

The singing was erratic, but everyone didn't blame it.

I felt that the old rice bran scratched my throat, and it made my heart feel uncomfortable.

Finally the torment was over, the old lady stopped talking, only feeling the burning heat on her face.

And as the old lady shut up, the people in this circle became inexplicably quiet, and the atmosphere was stagnant and extremely embarrassing.

A few seconds passed, Jiang Gezi stretched out his hand to pat, nodded solemnly and said, "Okay!"

He slapped his hands, and reached out to Yu Dongchi after the slap: "Chenghui, thank you Shiguan!"

Yu Dongchi was fine, but Zhou Songchun was about to laugh angrily.

He looked at Yu Dongchi, whose lips were twitching, and at Jiang Gezi's rascal face.

He couldn't be more angry, so he gritted his molars and asked, "Just... this?"

Jiang Gezi chuckled: "That's right, that's it, thank you twenty sticks."

This is extortion, right?

No matter how rich you are, you can't bear such things.

Just as Zhou Songchun was about to shoot the case, Yu Dongchi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked old Mrs. He, "Old man, what is this Fourteenth Lane talking about?"

Old Mrs. He replied casually: "It's our place. It used to be Fourteenth Lane, but after it became dilapidated, it was called Laosan Lane. It was long ago..."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Gezi suddenly went over and covered her mouth with one hand, stretched out the other hand and said with a smile, "I'm in favor of you, twenty sticks!"

Yu Dongchi chuckled, turned around and said to his attendant, "Give this old man thirty guan."

The man took out the wallet from the inner pocket of his clothes, and took out three brand new ten-count notes and put them on the table.

Old Mrs. He's eyes lit up, and she was about to say something.

But Jiang Gezi walked over immediately, took only twenty guan, and said: "One yard is one yard, and twenty guan is twenty guan. Our Laosanxiang has accumulated virtue and benevolence for generations, and earned money for conscience. We take what we have, we take what we shouldn't, we don't ask for a penny, don't we, old lady?"

Old Mrs. He really wanted to take it, she was conflicted and her liver hurt.

It took her a long time to swallow her saliva and said: "Ah... but, it's not like this, then... that can't, shouldn't... get it." After finishing speaking, the old lady shook her neck and said in a hoarse tone He muttered in a low voice: "Tens of catties of eggs are gone..."

Jiang Gezi chuckled.

Yu Dongchi also smiled.

It has been many days. Others are physically tired, but he is mentally tired.

Regardless of what he used to do, but now this is the first practical thing he does when he enters the secular world, according to his own ideas, who doesn't want it to go smoothly.

But it just couldn't get it right.

Changhui County is a backward place.

The song that the old lady is singing now is really interesting. He watched the old lady pick up the handkerchief and carefully collect the money.

Only then did he ask, "Old man."

Old Mrs. He got the money, so she became more courageous, and this time she replied very neatly: "Yes! Tell me, my lord."

Just as Yu Dongchi was about to speak, Jiang Gezi came over and said something cheap: "One question, ten pennies."

Everyone in the circle looked at Jiang Gezi in surprise, but Jiang Gezi waved his hand indifferently and said, "I don't understand if I tell you, some things are separated by a layer of paper, and they can't find a solution after spending tens of thousands of dollars." For the matter, if I want ten guan, it will be cheaper for them!"

After finishing speaking, he curled his lower lip, blowing on the hanging hair on the left side, and asked with a more rascal look: "Is that right, your lord?"

This is a pirate ship, can't I get off?

Yu Dongchi was stunned for a while. After all, he has cultivated enough and has a gentle temper. Soon he nodded with a gentle face and said, "That's right."

When he said this, Mrs. He immediately covered her mouth with both hands, and her mind was full of the sentence, tens of thousands, tens of thousands, tens of thousands...

His old mouth that lost his teeth was worth tens of thousands of pens.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Gezi was immediately amused. He stretched out his hand and patted the old lady's shoulder: "Old lady, don't worry about tens of thousands of dollars. Just this little benefit, do you always want it?"

The old lady's shoulders slumped, and her eyelids glanced at Da Baosun He Mingchuan, thinking, it would be good to give a tenth.

Jiang Gezi shook his head helplessly, touched his neck, and said to the sky: "Xiao Linzi! Go and recite old Grandma Duan..."

Before the words were finished, old Mrs. He jumped up, covered Jiang Gezi's mouth with one hand, and waved the other hand without a shadow and shouted loudly: "Don't! Don't! Don't! Me, me, me, me! I was thirsty just now! Thirsty! I want to drink water..."

Actually, it's useless to call old Mrs. Duan.

Sometimes, allusions are passed on by word of mouth, and only old Mrs. He, who has a background in the team, will have some inheritance.

Jiang Gezi was used to listening to her nagging, and probably knew that she had some clues, but these clues were the information that Ms. Mo and the others couldn't ask for.

For the sake of saving face, old Mrs. He could only drink half a jar of water, put down the glass after drinking, and asked Jiang Gezi cautiously: "Grandpa, look..."

Jiang Gezi looked at her seriously and told her, "Be good!"

The old lady nodded affirmatively: "Okay, I'm good! Whatever you say, I'm good!"

There was a sound of sneering from beside her, the old lady lowered her head in embarrassment, and stretched out her hand to give herself a small mouth.

Jiang Gezi looked at Yu Dongchi, and stretched out his hand: "Shi Guan!"

Yu Dongchi waved his hand, and someone handed over ten banknotes.

Jiang Gezi took the banknote and stepped aside.

Yu Dongchi held his fist against his lips and coughed twice, then he suppressed a smile and asked, "Old lady."

Old Mrs. He raised her face, her old face full of grooves forced a smile, and she answered crisply and sweetly: "Hey!!!"

Yu Dongchi finally laughed out loud.

Seeing him laughing, Zhou Songchun's shoulders finally stopped being tense, he relaxed slowly, and laughed too.

Forget it, I just bought a Leer for my master.

After a long time, Yu Dongchi finally collected his emotions and asked: "Old man, who did you learn this song from?"

Old Mrs. He thought for a while and counted with her fingers: "Oh, it's been a long time. I heard from my grandma that it was a long time ago when my ancestors fled famine to Sanchang. At that time, I didn't have any skills, so I made up After listening to this song, I went to the door of the rich account to beg for leftovers..."

Yu Dongchi nodded, and asked again: "Then can you estimate how many years?"

A slutty hand that looks like twisting banknotes stretches out beside him.

Someone handed Jiang Gezi a banknote, and Jiang Gezi raised his eyebrows at the old lady: "Say!"

The old lady looked happy, looked at the banknote in Jiang Gezi's hand and said, "Less talk is more than 500 years. There is a family tree at home, and the earliest ancestor is more than 500 years ago."

That's it.

Yu Dongchi nodded, and asked again: "Then can you tell me in detail, in this song, who lived in this Fourteenth Lane before?"

Someone behind him handed out a banknote neatly.

This time, Jiang Gezi didn't answer. He rubbed his chin and taunted him in a rascally manner: "These are fourteen questions. I say you are not honest."

Yu Dongchi wanted to laugh again, but he forcibly held back his laughter, and could only wave his hands behind him and say, "Give it to him."

Desperate for money, desperate for money, today he has opened his eyes.

Someone behind him handed a big noodle with a hundred guan, and gave four more ten guan noodles.

At this moment, the old lady was beyond excited.

She swallowed her spit, her eyes fixed on Jiang Gezi's hand.

I thought to myself, this big deal was introduced by Mr. Ganzi, how much he can give me in a while, not too much, half of it is enough.

Jiang Gezi saw that the old lady was in a trance, so he patted her on the shoulder: "Hey! I'm asking you something, don't look here, I'll give it to you in a while, and I can't miss a penny from you."

Give it all to yourself!

The old lady was awkward and embarrassing, she stretched out her finger shyly, and pretended to be generous to answer: "Don't, Mr. Ganzi, you live a long life, our whole family will remember..."

Jiang Gezi was helpless. He pointed to Yu Dongchi and said, "If you don't talk well, people don't have time to wait for you. You always hurry..."

The old lady quickly turned her head and opened her mouth to speak. After holding back for a long time, she stammered and asked, "What are you asking?"

Jiang Gezi had no choice but to hold back his temper and replied, "I'm asking you, what did you do in the Fourteenth Lane?"

Oh, this one!

The old lady nodded, tilted her head to think for a while, and said, "Well, this starts from the old days. If we want to talk about our place in Changhui County, it is a good place with four distinct seasons throughout the year! Otherwise, the ancestors can stay here and never leave, right..."

No one paid her any attention.

She looked around, and had to go back in embarrassment and said, "It's hard to say, this place is next to the sea, any time in the past, when there was a war, it was our place that suffered..."

The third child often relies on the mountains and the sea, and the three counties are connected. In ancient times, it was often divided into several countries. Therefore, the history here is messy.

Yu Dongchi nodded and offered to help the old lady get a cup of tea.

The old lady had already drank a lot, and now she wanted to pee when she saw the water, so she quickly waved her hands and said loudly, "I don't dare to drink it anymore, I'll drink diapers again."

Yu Dongchi was taken aback by the old lady, he was stunned for a moment, put down the teapot with a broken smile and said, "Don't worry, old man, you go and relax first, let's take our time."

The old lady waved her hand and replied firmly: "I won't go!"

Jiang Gezi dragged a stool to one side and sat on it. He wasn't in a hurry to get there, he just watched the fun.

Old Mrs. He snapped her fingers and began to talk to Yu Dongchi: "Our old man, Sanchang, also had a good life. I heard from our ancestors that at that time, Lao Sanchang was not the fief of the old animal with the surname Wang. Here, hey! The first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, it’s so lively! It’s true, the four seasons of the year, the moon and the new year... Don’t look at our population is booming now, before that, our old alley was useless, just working hard The land, the matter of commerce, was also forced to donate by the foreign surname Wang in front of the Eleventh Lane, and the run-on family was ruined, so it was our turn to start business."

When the old lady said this, she suddenly turned her head and yelled at the corner: "Open~ hey!"

Huang Yikai, who couldn't bear it for a long time, jumped out immediately. He ran in front of the group of people, first saluted and apologized one by one, and finally turned his face to look at his old sister and asked, "Sister?"

The old lady asked him: "Once opened, is our ancestor's market book still available? I remember my mother passed it on to you?"

Huang Yikai nodded, turned his face and saluted Yu Dongchi: "My lord, my sister is getting old, and this matter is all in my mind. I'll tell you in detail, do you think it's okay?"

The old lady nodded quickly: "Yes, that's right. When my family opened, I played smart. He is honest and hardworking. There is no one who doesn't like him. Back then, he went to the big cabinet to entertain guests when he was twelve. You can just ask him all the time. I . . . I'm getting old."

After finishing speaking, she looked at the money in Jiang Gezi's hand and gritted her teeth: "Give all the money to my old brother!"

Huang Yikai pursed his lips and smiled: "Sister, I don't want it, it's all yours."

"That's not going to work, my family's unbelievable little bastard will cause you to lose all your pension money..."

"Sister~!"

"Brother~!"

Jiang Gezi was a little annoyed, using the banknotes as a fan and shouting twice: "You go back to share the spoils later, when is the time, don't brag about each other! Hurry up!"

Yu Dongchi laughed again.

He had never heard of this term before, and... boasted to each other!

Huang Yikai had a lot of winks, so he immediately turned his face to Yu Dongchi and said, "Actually, in history, the most stable time in Changhui County was probably in the early years of the founding of Kyushu. At that time, Changhui was prosperous and nourished Fourteenth Lane.

Of the [-] alleys, the first one is about the fragrance of tea after the dawn of spring. Chunxiao was the first alley for tea merchants back then, and the opening of the market there is also after the solar term of spring dawn. Tea merchants from all over the world will gather in our place to taste tea. , Enjoy tea and sell tea. At that time, small merchant ships that docked had to enter the Yuanbao River from the harbor in the dark, and had to wait in line for two days before going ashore for a big market. Just imagine how lively our place was in the early days !When it comes to the Buddha spirit in front of the pagoda pavilion, what it is actually saying is, then..."

Huang Yikai's complexion changed, he shut his mouth suddenly, and turned his head to look at Jiang Gezi.

Jiang Gezi lazily sat up from the half-lying bench. He looked at the sky and didn't speak for a long time.

Yu Dongchi looked at Zhou Songchun curiously, and his heart trembled.

"Master Gan... This matter seems to be a big deal."

Jiang Gezi nodded helplessly: "Let's be big. After all these years, if you don't talk about it or the next generation doesn't mention it, the inheritance of this matter will be broken. The old guy is buried underground, so it's annoying. He and I are not on the same road, and besides, it is better for you to talk about the reconstruction tomorrow, and to do things for the ancestors, to earn a good reputation, so that the ancestors can't be frightened in vain, right?"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Gezi walked up to Yu Dongchi and stretched out his hand: "Yiqianguan, sell you a holy place for monk teaching, do you want it?"

Yu Dongchi licked his lips and said after a long time, "One thousand strings?"

A little less, if it's true..."

Jiang Gezi chuckled: "It's not wrong to underestimate people. We deserve it. We can't lose a penny, and we can't stretch our hands. Young and old men also have their own rigidity."

Zhou Songchun, who was sitting on the side, was neat. He took out the checkbook from his clothes, signed a check for Qianguan and handed it over neatly.

Jiang Gezi picked it up, turned around and said to Lin Yuanchun who was silent, "Go to the corner and call your uncle Zhen, and just say what I said, he is free."

Lin Yuanchun opened his mouth in a murmur, he is now a mute, what can I say.

In a hurry, he turned back and dragged a broken wheelchair from the edge of the stage, picked up the crippled He Mingchuan and threw it on, pushed the wheelchair and ran away.

Seeing that they had gone far, Jiang Gezi said to Zhou Songchun and the others: "The ancestor of Lao Zhentou's family was originally a monk. That year, when their monk taught civil strife, the ancestor of Lao Zhentou's family followed his master, a man named Zhisu. The monk hid in the Fourteenth Lane. Later, when Zhisu passed away, Lao Zhentou’s family built a pagoda in the yard to place the master’s relic, and their whole family became tomb guards for generations. This is the front of the pagoda pavilion. There is the origin of the phrase "Fo Ling."

Yu Dongchi and Zhou Songchun were completely dumbfounded.

Jiang Gezi pouted.

This Gaelic Buddhism is different from Earth. There are two schools here, one is Dongshan School and the other is Xishan School.

In the early years, the monk teaching was not stable, and they were fighting for which school was orthodox. Later, Xishan sent a person who accomplished what the two schools had learned, and that was monk Zhisu.

Then, in order to quell the dispute between the two factions, the great monk went out to sea by boat, saying that he wanted to comprehend greater Buddhist principles, but he never came back after he left.

After he left, it was a grand event that the two factions of the East and the West merged into one religion. From then on, all monks and believers in the world became one family.

Zhisu is the No. 1 monk who promotes the unification of monk religion.

Yu Dongchi's hands trembled a little. He suppressed the panic in his heart and asked in a shy voice after a long time, "You all know about this?"

Old Mrs. He, who couldn't hold back for a long time, nodded: "Yes! We all know?"

Zhou Songchun was also shocked: "Why...why didn't you say it earlier?"

That is the relic of a mighty eminent monk!

The old lady replied with a strange look on your face: "What is there to say! The old monk is lying in the ground, why dig someone out if he has nothing to do? This person is the same after death, just a handful of bones. Last time I chattered with our master Ganzi, our master Ganzi still said, what relics! That’s gallstones! Kidney stones, hey! Gallstones! People eat whole grains, so there’s no need to have some inventory that can’t be pulled out? My husband was also cremated the year he left, and the relics can have a small pot! Poor old thing, life hurts to death! Why didn't he say it earlier..."

The old lady suddenly felt sad, and cried for a while with tears in her eyes: "Besides, the ancestors have sworn oaths, and Master Ganzi is also tolerated, why can't we tolerate it."

Yu Dongchi and the others immediately looked at Jiang Gezi strangely, as if they were asking, yes, why are you tolerant again?

Jiang Gezi sighed and said, "Old Zhentou, his family has gone bankrupt. The old man is 91. How many years can he live... Two bottles of Chiweng celebration wine. The Chiweng wine from Fourteenth Lane was the offering. The secret is the old well water in Fourteenth Lane. The old monk passed away in the past, and the Chi family was a believer, so they donated their own precious well to nourish the relics of the Buddha's body. Later, the old Zhentou's family built a pagoda on the well, and they died Pond wine..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Gezi suddenly remembered something, and turned to Uncle Huang, "I said Old Huang, is there any descendant in Weng Chi's family?"

Uncle Huang lowered his head and thought for a while: "Why not! Our fifth aunt is a descendant of his family. Later, his family stopped making wine, so he sent his family members to the Li family to learn embroidery. Later, the Li family moved away. Those who embroider become the ancestors of Grandma Wugu's family."

That's it.

Jiang Gezi turned around and said to Yu Dongchi: "His family should have an old wine cellar around 2000 years old, and I don't know if the wine-making technology is still there. If you are an art capital, you must have products. If Grandma Wugu knows where the old wine cellar is , and know the technology, you just give the old man a sum of money, and then find a nursing home with better conditions, the old man has a hard life and troubles... treat her well."

That day he sent Grandma Wugu to a nursing home. Grandma Wugu was strange and couldn't find a roommate.

In the end, there was no other way, and the nursing home sent the old lady to the utility room next to the boiler room, which was in the same room as the coffin.

After Jiang Gezi came back, he was always thinking about it.

He has visited several times, but even if he is willing to pay, no one in the nursing home is willing to share a room with Grandma Wugu.

Grandma Wugu refused to share a room with the old man, and those old ladies refused to share a room with a weird old man.

Don't blame anyone for this!

Just helpless!

Yu Dongchi looked at Jiang Gezi seriously.

Under the night, this man's eyes were clear and determined.

What a miraculous person this is. He thought that if the universe was the largest, then this person might be able to put the entire universe in his heart.

Because he doesn't seem to care about anything.

This night, after all, everyone took care of it, but he never took a penny here.

In the world, there are many people who are true, benevolent and hypocritical, who have a good reputation and good fortune.

But it was the first time he had seen someone like Jiang Gezi.

After Jiang Gezi made arrangements for a while, the weeping old Zhentou was ushered in again.

The old Zhentou took a thousand coins and was about to leave.

He was still nagging while walking, why didn't you come here earlier, I wanted to go out to play a long time ago.

Jiang Gezi comforted him dumbfounded, and then he and old Mrs. He stroked the song from Fourteenth Lane.

Just like that, Laosan Alley tossed left and right, creating three champion archways for Yu Dongchi and the others.

These three archways are easy to find. The number one scholar in the previous dynasty was not uncommon. Later, the neighbors demolished the archways and built their own toilets.

Jiang Gezi sat over there with a smile and calculated with Yu Dongchi: "I didn't say that, you earned money today."

Yu Dongchi filled the teacup for him with his own hands, held it in front of him with both hands, and said sincerely and admiringly, "Master Pole is very righteous."

Apart from Gao Yi, Yu Dongchi still had one thing he didn't say, that is, this is a half bosom friend!

He has repeatedly told people to find the artistic core of the city.

Others are expensive and talk less, and they don't like to explain to others.

Others are flattering in every possible way, but they just can't find the point.

Who would have thought that with this little pole in the corner of the border town, he could easily find the key points and know what he wanted.

What is the core.

Cultural tradition is the core, inheritance is the core, and history is also the core.

Today, there is a sacred place for the great monk's relics, a core of cultural inheritance, and even famous products of the city.

However, the power is still not enough!

After Jiang Gezi drank his tea, he smiled and shook his head: "Gao Yi is really not one of them. Few of these old neighbors have traveled far, and that's all their knowledge. In the past, everyone made hard money, so let's go." I'm a worthless bastard, and I can't give them a great future. I will move tomorrow, and the nobles will hold their hands high. If the hands are loose, I will give more subsidies to the young and old. We won't take yours for nothing..."

Yu Dongchi was in a good mood, so he nodded and said, "It's natural, don't worry, whether it's your breakup meal or other... I'll take care of it all..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly laughed, looked at Jiang Gezi's chin and said: "Tomorrow, I will build a few more museums, and then I will trouble you, Mr. Gan, for selling tickets and so on. I will give it to you." Not much, one ticket, half of your profit, how do you think?"

Jiang Gezi choked and turned to look at him strangely.

After Yu Dongchi finished speaking, he was also surprised.

The two looked at each other for a while, and then turned their heads to look aside in embarrassment.

Jiang Gezi scolded inwardly, and said as if he had nothing to say: "Uh, oh, Mrs. He is still finished talking, it seems that Zhu's family makes kites, and the alley of Li's family is full of embroidery. Zhuang, and the residence of the old champion who lives in Kuixing Alley is still there. As for the jade man in Wisteria Alley, they are talking about six jade knives from Kyushu, and the Nanzang Huadao lives in Wisteria Alley, which is Hua Xiaoshan’s house , Hua Xiaoshan’s generation of jade carvings in the Hua family, happened to be the twentieth generation, by the way, he is now working in the county arts and crafts factory, and he is now working as a security guard. You can find him by shouting at the gate .

As for our Laosanxiang, we are not very promising. Before doing business, our ancestors all lived in a courtyard. The strong man with a oxtail is talking about our laborers here!Well, it's the carpenter in Shangong Alley... I won't mention this, the old Shangong Bureau is gone!There are a few that make dim sum, but the craftsmanship is from the Central Province, not our local..."

He hadn't finished chatting, but he heard on the stone platform not far away, bang!There was a loud bang.

Deng Changnong removed a dirty iron manhole cover with beads of sweat on his face.

Jiang Gezi turned to Yu Dongchi and said, "The second core is here."