MTL - I Had a Home In 1982-Chapter 442 441. The great monk with culture and knowledge (please ask for votes)

   Chapter 442 441. A great monk with culture and knowledge (please ask for a ticket)

   King Cliff protrudes out of the sea. It is rumored that there was an emperor here to watch the sea and listen to the waves, and the stone he sat on became the shape of a dragon chair.

   This statement is, of course, nonsense.

   But it is not unreasonable that the common people will spread such a statement, the main reason is that this place is a spiritual place, and a lot of sagebrush grows.

   A wormwood that has dried up in winter.

   In addition to growing stone wormwood, a stone temple was also built, and a row of statues was enshrined in the temple!

   The two main deities are the goddess. On the left is the goddess Mazu who steps on the waves, and on the right is the goddess Guanyin who leads the golden boy and jade girl.

   Then there are the land master, the land woman, the dragon king of the four seas, etc. Anyway, there are quite a lot of gods enshrined on the first floor, dressed in faded red satin, smeared with rouge lipstick, etc., lined up in a row, a bit scary.

  The two middle-aged monks came down to receive the food, and folded their hands in a salute to the three of them: "Amitabha, thank the donors for their generosity."

  The two were very happy.

   Each of them carried a bag, which was not light and had a lot of food, which was enough for them to survive for some days.

   Liang Huili and Chang Jinyu were afraid that it was the first time they came to deliver food to the empress, so they were a little embarrassed when they greeted the monks.

  Wang Yi looked at the gods here curiously, and one of the older monks took the initiative to introduce him: "Donor, don't you recognize the great **** here?"

   "Actually, they are all water gods. I won't say anything about Mazu and Guanyin. You must know them."

"This one is Director Yan Gong, this one is Mazu's mother's father Lin Xianjian, as well as Moso Bamboo Five Narcissus, Mulan Pi Sanshui God, Erfubo General Ma Yuan and Lubode, Jiayou and Jiaying Ershui Monster …”

   He first gave Wang Yi a general introduction to the water gods, and then gave him a detailed introduction.

   is like a tour guide.

   Knows the origins and supernatural powers of the water gods well, talks freely, occasionally makes jokes, and introduces them very clearly.

   Even the master explained the reasons for the birth of various water gods, and finally concluded:

"God is the cohesion of the people's will and the yearning for a better life. We have a strong atmosphere of folk belief in the outer seas. Fishermen have been fishing for a living for generations. Storms and waves need some supernatural power to comfort the soul and bring safety. sense."

   "Although there are many gods enshrined in our temple, they are all water gods who are related to the fishermen's lives. This reflects the characteristics of polytheistic worship in our folk beliefs, and also allows the fishermen to find their own destiny."

   Wang Yi praised: "Master, you are really erudite and knowledgeable."

  The elder monk Fushou smiled and said, "Amitabha, goodness is good, it's all what you get from reading books on weekdays, and this is all knowledge from books."

  Chang Jinyu, who had finished praying incense, was also listening, and she admired the master's erudition even more.

   After listening to this, she said, "I always thought that the Empresses and Bodhisattvas were gods in the sky who went down to earth to save suffering. So they are gods who have been passed down by word of mouth from the common people?"

  The older monk smiled but didn't answer, and said from a different angle: "Does your commune or the surrounding islands have some sayings about people becoming gods?"

"There used to be a legend in the monk's hometown. The monk's hometown was in Laoshan. There was a big river passing by the village and entering the Wei River, and then going in and out of the village to go to other places by boat. The ferrymen worked from young to old. The common people respectfully call him Shui Ye."

"One year, Master Shui suddenly said to his descendants that his life span has reached the end of his life, but he wanted his family not to be sad, because he was originally the King of Water Dragons in our big river, and it was because of the inconvenience of people entering and leaving the house. Transform into a human being to ferry the world."

   "Now he is going to return to Dahe to continue to be his dragon king, so the family should be happy. In addition, he asked the family not to wear clothes, pants and shoes for him when he was buried."

"Master Shui really died the next day, but his family didn't believe him, and they couldn't go against his last words. In the end, after a discussion, they chose a compromise plan. Instead of wearing a shroud, they put on a red vest and a red vest for him. The pants are sent into the soil."

   "One year later, the Weihe River flooded, and the river in our hometown was about to burst its banks and cause flooding. At this critical time..."

  The elder monk looked into the distance, pointed like a sword, and asked, "Guess what?"

   "Shuiye turned into Dragon King to control the water?" Liang Huili and Chang Jinyu asked in unison.

  The older monk said in surprise: "Amitabha, how did you know about this?"

  Chang Jinyu said happily: "I guessed it."

  The older monk nodded and said, "Well, you probably didn't guess that at that time, there was indeed an old dragon flying out of the river. This old dragon was wearing a red vest on the upper body and a pair of red pants on the lower body!"

  Wang Yi laughed wildly when he heard this.

  Mad mental retardation!

   This great monk has some meaning.

  Chang Jinyu and the two were stunned, and then they couldn't help laughing when they thought about that scene.

   The younger monk said displeasedly, "Senior Brother Zhuohui, it's just that you don't worship the Buddha sincerely, why are you joking about the gods?"

   Zhuohui smiled calmly and said, "Amitabha, Senior Brother, you have a picture..."

The senior brother ignored him, but apologized to Wang Yi and the three of them: "Three benefactors, I'm really sorry, my junior brother has suffered some hardships in the world, so I occasionally talk nonsense. If there is any offense, I hope the three benefactors have more Haihan."

   "No, no." Chang Jinyu and the two quickly waved their hands.

   Wang Yi said with a smile: "Master Zhuohui not only did not offend us, but instead gave us great advice. This is a master with great wisdom and great cultivation. He is worthy of his name, and he is indeed a clear stream of wisdom in the turbid world."

   Zhuohui laughed.

   He asked curiously, "Master Zhuohui, have you experienced hardships in the secular world? What hardships have you endured? Can you talk about it?"

   Zhuohui smiled and said, "Amitabha, what's the hardship? It's the poor monk's senior brother who exaggerated, that is, the poor monk was an educated youth before he became a monk. Then one day he suddenly realized that he became a monk and became a monk.

  Wang Yi was quite interested when he heard it: "Master was an educated youth before? No wonder you just mentioned that these gods and Buddhas are knowledgeable, so what is your education?"

   Zhuohui waved his hand and said, "It's just a few years in college."

   These words surprised Chang Jinyu and Liang Huili.

   The small Niangniang Temple, there is even a college student hidden here?

   A college student like Teacher Wang?

  Wang Yi was also quite surprised. He didn't expect Zhuohui to be a former college student.

   The younger monk said proudly, "My junior brother is self-effacing. He is not just a college student. He once taught at a university and has a high degree of education."

   Although he didn't like Zhuohui's attitude of playing with the world, the two of them carried water together to eat in the small temple, and their friendship was still very deep.

   And he is really proud of what his brother has achieved.

   Wang Yi was even more surprised.

   Zhuohui turned out to be a university teacher before becoming a monk? That must be a very good talent, but I don't know what happened to him, but he became a monk when he went to the countryside.

  In this way, Wang Yi was tempted by his abilities and asked, "Is Master Zhuohui interested in returning to the mundane world? There is a school on our island, and there is a shortage of teachers. Is Master interested in going..."

   Zhuohui waved his hands again and again.

   has a smile on his face, but his attitude is firm.

  Wang Yi's proposal was also a temporary one, doing whatever he wanted. Seeing that people were not interested, he was not at a disadvantage, so he continued to ask.

  The monks in the Niangniang Temple are not only the two of them, there is still movement upstairs.

  Senior brother went upstairs with a grain bag, and Zhuohui asked the three of them, "Donor, did you come to Waizuitou Island specifically to worship Niangniang?"

  Wang Yi said: "No, we are here to quarry stone mugwort tea."

   Zhuohui smiled and said, "Then this is not a good season. If you want to quarry mugwort tea, it is best to do it in summer and autumn."

   "But we have some Shi Mui tea stored in the temple. If you need it, we can send you two kilograms."

  Wang Yi didn't want to drive Tianya No. 3 out for a busy trip, and ended up busy with three or two catties of tea leaves.

   He asked directly: "Do you need money to live in your temple? How much sage tea do you have in your temple? I can buy some."

   Zhuohui pondered: "Amitabha, it is not easy to collect Shi Ai tea, it is the raw material for our temple to make tea in summer to entertain fishermen..."

   "I can add more money." Wang Yi said, "Your Shi Ai tea is of good quality, then I can give you a good price."

   Zhuo Huiyi clapped his hands and said, "If you say that, benefactor, then there is no problem. There are 50 to 60 catties of Shi Ai tea!"

   Liang Huili and Chang Jinyu are both ordinary peasant women. In their eyes, Zhuohui is an eminent monk who does not know the world and regards money as dung.

   They had never heard of the 'you have to add money', so when they heard Zhuohui's words, they couldn't stand it, and said, "Master, what are you, how are you..."

   "Just like our peasants, it's all about making money!"

   "Yes, that's what it means, but I don't think it sounds good, so I didn't say it."

   Zhuohui laughed after hearing what the two of them said, but was not angry: "Buddhist disciples talk about money, and it is not normal for the donors to talk about it? In fact, it is not the case. Is it shameful to talk about money? It is not shameful."

   "This money is a material, or even a tool. There is no right or wrong in itself. The key lies in how people get it and how to use it."

   "For illegally obtained money, it is a poisonous snake. The more you get, the more hidden dangers you have; for using money to do bad things, that is karma. The more you do, the greater the evil reward!"

"But for money that is reasonably and legally obtained, there is nothing wrong with it. For those who do not know how to use money, money may harm others and themselves. The more money there is, the more it will harm themselves; Money is the sustenance for propagating the Dharma, benefiting life, and personal cultivation, the more the better!”

   Wang Yi nodded repeatedly.

   This monk is really talented.

   He was different from everyone he met in '82.

   He once met a professor from a provincial university in the weather of Typhoon Owen, who was a doctoral tutor.

   However, the professor's vision was limited by the age, and he could see that there was a kind of arrogance and pride of the intellectuals in the 1970s and 1980s.

   turbid wisdom does not.

He also talked further to the two women: "Whether it is a Buddhist disciple or all comrades, if we have great blessings and wealth, then we should take advantage of them calmly, but there is more to enjoy the blessings. Giving to the poor and needy.”

   "If we don't have good fortune, and no matter how hard we work, we don't have great wealth, then we should be willing to live a good life without complaining about God or God."

   The two women were illiterate, which made him dizzy, nodding and saying yes.

   These days, fishermen have little knowledge and are easily persuaded.

  Wang Yi often uses words to persuade the people in their production team.

   But compared to Zhuohui, his words are even simpler. This Zhuohui is so eloquent, he can talk about anything.

   This kind of person is a natural leader of dinner topics, and in the 21st century, they are suitable for training and MLM.

   In Wang Yi's eyes, the current Zhuohui can be transformed into his 22-year-old brother with just one word of "understand the applause".

   The price agreed by the two parties, a pound of Shi Mui tea is ten dollars.

  Chang Jinyu felt that this was a bit expensive, and muttered: "Shi Ai is different from the tea planted by monks in Fohai. After all, these are all weeds, and they cost ten yuan a pound? Isn't this a hoodwink!"

Liang Huili also said: "That's right, in the summer and autumn, the island of Waizuitou was full of sage, and I could collect two or three catties in one day, and then ten yuan a catty, and I could earn twenty or thirty dollars a day, wouldn't it? Can you earn a thousand and eight hundred?"

   Zhuohui laughed again when he heard the words of the two of them. He asked for 'Amitabha Buddha'. Wang Yi had already seen his methods, so he hurriedly said, "Ten yuan is a reasonable price, and I am willing to accept it."

   "And this money is not to buy tea, but to honor the gods in the Niangniang Temple, and to make friends with Master Zhuohui."

   Zhuohui smiled even more when he heard this, and said, "Amitabha, benefactor, you are enlightened."

  Wang Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Master, did you teach philosophy in college?"

   Zhuohui was stunned for a moment: "You still know philosophy?"

   "Of course, our teacher Wang is a college student." Liang Huili said proudly immediately.

Zhuohui was stunned again: "Teacher Wang? Oh, you are from Tianya Island? Monk, I heard that the fishermen on the island who paid homage to Niangniang mentioned you, Teacher Wang, and they were full of praise for you, saying that you have a great ability."

   He praised again: "You are indeed very capable. Monk, I came to Fuhai in 1958, and it has been 24 years. You, Mr. Wang, were the first to guess my university major."

  Wang Yi couldn't help laughing.

   He really wasn't a fool just now.

   These days, someone who can talk nonsense really has to be a philosophy student. He participated in the college debate team in college. At that time, during the school competition, they overcame obstacles and defeated several colleges in a row, and then ran into the Marxist-Leninist College.

The four debaters at the Marxist-Leninist College were all philosophy majors, and they were really hanging up for a fight. At the end of the debate, the four of them had doubts about life. Life.

Wang Yi made a decision to buy some Shi Ai tea by the way, and Wang Xianghong also entrusted him to buy vegetables, so he had a lot of money on him, so he bought 60 catties of Shi Ai tea and ordered it out. Six hundred dollars.

   He handed a stack of great unity to an elderly monk—the monk was the oldest monk in the Niangniang Temple. In fact, he was not a monk at first, but was a temple blessing in the temple.

   Later, I don't know what happened, the Miaozhu in the Niangniang Temple became a monk, but the old Miaozhu did not have a dharma name, and the big guy still called him "Lao Geng".

   Lao Geng came to collect the money.

   He ordered four or five times, and finally shoved the money into his arms with satisfaction.

  Wang Yi sent bags of Shi Ai tea back to the boat. They could not leave immediately, and they had to find dry Shi Ai on the mountain by themselves.

   Those who are familiar with Waizuitou Island know that sagebrush has either been picked or seen in the crevices of the reef.

   They are gregarious collectivists, often in groups of dozens of branches.

   So even though the scallops are thin, they are not weak. Even now, even in winter, the scallops have not all withered away. Wang Yi walked up the mountain and could see some emerald greens from time to time.

   Among the sagebrushes, there is always one or two plants that still maintain their green vitality.

  The cold wind was fierce, and their green and slippery branches swayed tenaciously, bringing some vitality to the island.

  There are stone inscriptions on the rocks of Waizuitou Island from time to time. Wang Yi saw the first one written:

  The wind and the waves of the sea and the mountains are urgent, and the gull rain startled the buds in front of the cliff. The archipelago is densely cloudy and foggy, and the tide is beginning to show Shi Ai tea.

The    handwriting is a bit scribbled, and at first glance it is not the skill of the engraver.

   But the poem is good.

   After paying attention, he found that some high cliffs have poem carvings, and they should all be related to Shi Ai tea. Later, he also saw a poem written:

   Momo's throat is kissed and moistened, and the loneliness and suffocation are turned into hearts. The lips and teeth are always sweet all the time, and the crescent moon hangs in the empty hall.

  These poems made him very curious and asked, "Sister-in-law, auntie, do you know who made the poems above?"

   "What shit?" Liang Huili asked, "Is it human shit? Be careful, some shameless people **** on Waizuitou Island and **** everywhere, just like a dog."

   Hearing this, Wang Yi gave up.

   Don't ask.

  Chang Jinyu concentrated on looking for Shi Ai, she said: "Mr. Wang, good quality Shi Ai tea grows in places where there is nothing."

"I heard from literate people that sagebrush is like orchids. They are very proud, and the better they are, the more they grow on their own. So if you see there are a lot of small plane trees here, they definitely won't grow good sagebrush. Come."

  Taohui's voice sounded below: "Mr. Wang, two lesbians, don't worry, monk, I will lead you to find Shi Ai."

  Wang Yi looked back, and Zhuohui followed with her wide robe sleeves.

   He smiled and said, "Master, why are you here?"

   Zhuohui smiled and said, "Amitabha, monks eat your food and collect your money, how can you not lend a hand when you need help?"

   "I have lived on the island for more than 20 years, and I am familiar with everything. Come with me, and I will lead you to Shi Ai."

  Wang Yi followed him, and soon came to a sunny **** with a leeward wind in winter.

   The stones here are bare, and almost no grass grows, but only the wormwood grows, and there are a lot of them.

   Clusters of wormwood were pulled out from the cracks in the stone. Although it was winter, there were still large patches of blue-green.

  They are still growing vigorously.

   Zhuohui picked it up skillfully and said, "Fuhai has a good climate, it won't be very cold in winter, and the sagebrush here will not wither all year round."

  Wang Yi went up and started pinching the flower heads, and asked, "Master, you are familiar with this island, so do you know who carved the poems on the rocks high on the island?"

   Zhuohui asked, "What's wrong?"

  Wang Yi said casually: "It's nothing, it just feels very interesting."

   Zhuohui smiled and said, "Is it interesting? Actually, they were all carved out by the monk when I was bored."

  Wang Yi raised his head and asked, "Are those poems written by you yourself?"

   Zhuohui waved his hand and said, "What kind of poetry is it? Literal poetry? It's just casual remarks."

  Wang Yi admired this great monk even more.

   The level of Chinese studies is high enough.

   Zhuohui also helped to find a topic, and asked: "I heard that your Tianya Island has been electrified? The electricity is quite sufficient. Every household can use electricity casually without money?"

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, the electricity is on. We are a large collective living system, and there is no big contract, so the electricity in the members' homes is paid by the team collectively."

   Zhuohui smacked his lips and asked again, "Then the members don't spend money on electricity, so don't they waste it on purpose?"

   "Who dares to waste it?" Liang Huili suddenly laughed, "Our captain said every day that corruption and waste are huge crimes, who would dare to commit a crime?"

  Chang Jinyu also said: "That's right, whoever wastes it doesn't need the captain to criticize him. Our members will spontaneously come to educate their families."

   "Therefore, no one in our team wastes money. We only use electricity at night when we eat dinner and when the baby is studying, and we don't use it at other times."

   Zhuohui began to admire their production team: "Captain Wang's reputation is like thunder, and now that the reform and opening up, the production team he leads has such a good style, which is rare, rare!"

  Chang Jinyu squatted on the ground, chose Shi Ai and asked, "Master, do you still know about reform and opening up?"

   Zhuohui smiled and said, "With such a big thing, you naturally know that this is a major restructuring of our country."

   "Look, the life of the common people will be better in the future. The reform and opening up has reformed the system and released the labor creativity of the common people. Duke Deng is really good at economics!"

  Wang Yi glanced at him.

  The ability of the great monk is really powerful.

Zhuohui chatted for a few words and asked casually: "Hey, Teacher Wang, I heard that your island is powered on, and you have a TV? Now some people from our Loess Commune are going to watch TV in your team, right? ?"

  Wang Yi said: "Well, there are five TV sets, all of which are collectively owned by the team. They are placed in the members' homes. Outside members are welcome to watch TV."

   Zhuohui grinned for a while, and sighed: "It's amazing, you have a TV in your team."

"There are some people in the city, and we have them in our team." Chang Jinyu said, "our team also has a solar cooker that does not use firewood for cooking, a hot bathroom, and we can play movies by ourselves, and every household has a clock. With a radio, dare you imagine this good day?"

   Zhuo Hui San smiled and said, "Amitabha, dare not think, dare not think..."

  Wang Yi invited him and said, "Master, if you are interested, you can find a time to spend two days on our island."

   "There are a lot of people on our island, but as the saying goes, you don't need to be quiet and calm to attend the Buddha. You can't stay on this isolated island all the time. Sometimes you need to have more contact with the people."

   "The ancient Zen masters all paid attention to entering the world to cultivate, and to break through the mortal calamity. You should also learn their way of cultivation."

   Zhuohui shook his head and said, "Amitabha, in the secular world, alas, there are too many chores and disputes."

   "As the saying goes, the body is a bodhi tree, and the mind is like a bright mirror. Always wipe it diligently, so as not to cause dust. The most common thing in this world is dust. If I go there, monk, I am afraid that I will fall into the whirlpool of red dust and will never be able to get out again."

   Wang Yi followed his example and shook his head: "Master's words are wrong, as the saying goes, there is no tree in Bodhi, and a bright mirror is not a stage.

   Zhuohui laughed when she heard this: "Mr. Wang, you are truly well-deserved, your knowledge is really extensive."

   After that, he stopped talking and concentrated on helping them find Shi Ai.

  Wang Yi took the initiative to talk to him.

   He saw that Zhuohui was reluctant to talk about leaving Waizuitou Island, so he changed the subject to inquire about the old objects in the temple.

  This temple was built in the Qing Dynasty and has survived cultural calamities. There should be some valuable antiquities in it.

  To his regret, there was no.

  This temple is very poor. Before, there were no monks at all, only temple celebrants. It was Zhuohui who mobilized the temple celebrants to learn Buddhism after arriving.

   Therefore, what Wang Yi wanted in ancient Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist supplies was useless, and they did not have them at all. Except for Zhuohui, the other monks inside were fake monks.

   They are willing to become monks because Zhuohui said that after becoming monks, they can have food without farming, and they can go to alms and fasts.

   As for some old furniture and utensils sent at the beginning of the temple, these things were all used for food after three years of starvation.

   After hearing Zhuohui explain these things clearly, Wang Yi gave up.

  Honestly choose wormwood!

   Both sides were busy until nearly evening.

   There are not many fresh wormwood found.

   There are few sagebrushes that do not wither in winter.

   But I found a lot of wormwood stalks, which are naturally dried and can also be used to soak in water.

  Wang Yi packed up the dry and fresh Shi Ai and thanked Zhuo Hui, and set off on a boat to Huanglong Commune on the main island, where she also had to wholesale some fresh vegetables.

  Ye Changan is unprofessional but enthusiastic about the economy.

   The country was reforming and opening up, and he encouraged all units and communes in the county to liberate productive forces and strive to develop the economy.

  The loess commune took the lead. The commune changed its name to Huangtu Township, and then opened the first vegetable wholesale market in the county.

  You don’t need a ticket to buy vegetables in the wholesale vegetable market, you just need to bring money.

Of course, due to the age, the current wholesale market is very small, and there are few kinds of vegetables. At this time, the three things that are sold are potatoes, cabbage, and radishes. Occasionally some green leafy vegetables are prepared for state-run restaurants, and the common people are reluctant to buy them. .

  Too expensive.

   They were not grown on the outer islands, but bought from the greenhouse planting base in Lu Province.

   In addition, there are many people who sell eggs.

They are all squatting on the ground outside the wholesale market to sell, with baskets in front of them, a layer of straw in the basket, and eggs that have been accumulated at home for many days. cover.

   seems to be afraid that the egg will break and hatch and pheasant will fly away.

  Wang Yi went to ask about the price.

  Eggs are still the old price, 50 cents a pound, you can buy them individually, and an egg is 8 cents.

  Wang Yi asked: "Comrade, do you sell pork?"

   The old man shook his head when he saw that he had no intention of buying eggs.

  Wang Yi said: "I bought all the eggs."

  The old man was stunned when he heard this, squatted on the ground and looked up at him and asked, "Little comrade, don't make fun of me, a bad old man..."

   "Yeah, Mr. Wang, why did you come to us, Mr. Wang?" A man came up and shook hands with him enthusiastically.

  Wang Yi also shook hands with him and recognized that he was a cadre who visited and studied on their island last time from the Loess Commune. I forgot what it was called, but only remembered the surname Tong.

   So Wang Yi called him 'Leader Tong', and Leader Tong was quite satisfied with this title.

   He shook Wang Yi's hand enthusiastically and asked, "Mr. Wang, which gust of wind brought you here? Come, don't leave tonight, stay in our village."

  Wang Yi quickly waved his hand: "That won't work, that won't work..."

   "It must be done!" Leader Tong said firmly, "It just so happens that Director Huo of the Cultural Relics Bureau is also here. He came over in the afternoon. He learned that we went to your team to visit and study, and he specially mentioned you."

   "Just right, don't leave tonight, you must have a good drink!"

   He was determined to keep Wang Yi.

  Because Wang Yi can dig wells!

   What the Loess Commune lacked most now was water wells. The county mobilized them to make more contributions to socialist construction and county economic development, focusing on the development of vegetable farming.

  Vegetables are cash crops, and their economic benefits are better than grains.

   But it is more troublesome to manage, and it is very dependent on water.

   Especially cucumbers, eggplants, peppers and other crops grow wildly if they have water, and die without water.

   The few wells that the Loess Commune now has are simply not enough.

  Wang Yi saw that his attitude was firm, and when he heard that Huo Daqiang from the Cultural Relics Bureau was here, he asked suspiciously, "What is the Huo Bureau doing here?"

Leader   tong said: "Come to our village to collect antiquities. There are several families in our village. In the past few years, they protected some things. After Huo Ju knew about it, he came to collect these things specially."

  Wang Yi was moved when she heard this.

  Then you can stay.

   Maybe get a piece of the pie?

   Coincidentally, Leader Tong continued to keep him, so Wang Yi had to reluctantly agree to stay.

  The two were about to leave after chatting, and the old man selling eggs said eagerly: "Two leaders, oh, Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, you said you bought my eggs..."

   "What to buy? Mr. Wang can't eat eggs in the store." Leader Tong laughed.

  Wang Yi said: "Eggs are nutritious, and they are the best for children. I really want to buy some."

   "Leader Tong, you happen to have prestige here, please help me to call, I bought all the eggs here."

   All are sea-raised eggs.

   Wang Yi likes this thing so much.

   The more the better.

   Anyway, he was not short of money in 1982. He told Wang Xianghong that he had tens of thousands of dollars on hand.

   Actually, this is very conservative.

  Ma Liu sold him various small commodities in Shanghai, and his conservative income has already reached 500,000!

   It will not be a problem to reach 1 million from this year to the end of the year.

  Leader Tong asked someone to help him collect eggs. Wang Yi left Chang Jinyu and the two to help. Then he first followed Leader Tong to the supply and marketing cooperative of the commune.

   Dinner is eaten in the supply and marketing cooperative.

   There is no restaurant in their commune yet, and they usually entertain important guests in the supply and marketing agency. After all, the supply and marketing agency has a complete range of tobacco, alcohol, sugar, and tea.

convenient.

PS: I recommend an urban study tyrant, "From University Lecturer to Chief Academician", the old author's work, which is going to be on the shelves today, with a lot of words and good grades, and the level of follow-up reading is less than 10,000, so everyone can rest assured Look, with such a good result, the author will not mess around with TJ or mess around.

   (end of this chapter)