My Taoist Career

Old man Jiang said I have, and I was taken aback. I know that there is a room full of things in that small room, but the one with a little value is jade, right?How much is this jade worth?In my little heart, I guess it’s not worth a house, right?

I was relatively naive at that time, and I would have to slap myself for thinking about it now. How did I know the value of Mr. Jiang’s house at that time?What is a house?

"Master Jiang, how can we use your money?" My dad said in a hurry.

"Master Jiang, I don't think you have much savings, you are for our three children..." My mother also said quickly.

They were moved, and they also believed in old man Jiang, but their thoughts were the same as mine. How much money can old man Jiang have?Think about his usual behavior in the village, working for others for the sake of his mouth...

"Don't say anything more. Although it is destined that Sanwa'er has no parental relationship, I am also a reason. As a boy, Sanwa'er can't always serve his parents. I feel blocked. I know the basics Zhishu, looking at your faces is not a person who has no blessings and no money in his later years. I have to help, go to the county town! I asked a person in the morning, within three years, the land of China... Hey, let’s put it simply , within three years, the country’s economic policy will change, and you will get rich if you seize the opportunity.” When he said this, Old Man Jiang blushed slightly. I didn’t understand what he meant by blushing at the time, but now I think But I understand.

For so many years, he hardly asked for help, and he hardly used Taoism to seek personal gain for himself. As a result, he owed favors to my parents and told my parents that he was seeking personal gain for his apprentice's family, so he would blush.

Moreover, he was afraid of harming his apprentice's family, so he quietly let people push my parents' birthday horoscope, which is a turning point destined to have wealth, so he said this with confidence, otherwise he would not be able to keep money that did not belong to him, let alone The bad ones may bring bad luck with the money.

"Master Jiang, we know that you are capable, but even if you are lucky, we have nothing to do except farming, and we can't catch it. We..." My father sighed, and as the children grew up, They are also under a lot of pressure. It is always good to have more money, but...

"I've thought about it, you guys should buy a house near the high school in the county town, buy a small building, change the facade below, do some business, sell notebooks, pens, snacks and so on, that's it." Jiang Jiang The old man actually knew more details. He knew that within three years, the first batch of businessmen in China would get rich and prosper, but old man Jiang himself had no idea about business, so he could only come up with this.

But this is, for my parents who have been farmers for almost generations, it is undoubtedly a fantasy, buying a house in a county town?Still a small building?Also take business?I dare not think, I really dare not think!

"Master Jiang, this..." My dad didn't know what to say anymore, he was moved, but he was embarrassed to say, Master Jiang, are you used to wandering and don't know how to live, this plan is good Yes, but it's not possible at all.

Old man Jiang waved his hand, indicating that my parents don't need to say any more, but just asked: "If I give you money, do you want it?"

"do not want!"

"Definitely not!" My parents said almost in unison.

"Consider it as my loan from you. If you still don't want it, then my friendship with you will be forgotten." Old man Jiang said seriously.

As soon as he was serious, my parents were afraid, and the words were so serious that they didn't dare to speak.

It’s just that my dad’s mind is more active. He has doubted the identity of the old man Jiang for a long time. In addition, this time the old man Jiang has even settled the relationship with the county seat. My dad was even more skeptical. He hesitated for a long time. Master, can you tell us who you are and what you do? Sometimes, I wonder in my heart and feel uneasy."

"I'm a person who works for the country, but there are not too many things that the country requires me to personally do." Old man Jiang didn't hide anything.

"Then it was seven years since you left last time...?" My dad's comprehension ability is of course better than mine, he understands the meaning of old man Jiang's words, and he definitely knows that old man Jiang is probably in The status of the country is not ordinary. As a villager in the countryside, he has personally 'seen' ghosts. I am afraid that there are many 'hanging' things secretly in the country, and it is estimated that he must be guarded by an expert.

"Those seven years, hehe... I had a mission, which was not easy. At the beginning of the mission, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to come back, so I would tell you that I might have nothing to do with Sanwaer , It actually proves that Sanwaer and I are destined, haha..." Old man Jiang said lightly, and even more optimistically, but everyone except me could hear the danger, even old man Jiang Such an expert is worried that he will not come back.

My dad's face turned red, and it took him a long time to say: "Master Jiang, even if the third child has to go on missions and sacrifices in the future, I am willing, as long as it is for the country."

These are the most simple words and the most sincere heart of a farmer. My parents' generation may not have much culture, but the most sincere and sincere heart in their hearts is not what the future generations will be able to do. In comparison, they may be richer than us spiritually.

"I... I am also willing." My mother also said.

The old man Jiang was moved, he patted my dad on the shoulder, and he held back for a long time before he said: "People like you should have money, and you should be rewarded for your kindness in this life. There is no need to accumulate virtue in the past life."

The matter was discussed so far that the result was roughly reached. After dinner, old man Jiang told my parents to come up to get the money in a week, and the money is enough!

This is a big deal, enough money!

But I snorted coldly in my heart, my master is trying to be brave again, just like playing chess with him, every time he said that he was like a master, but it turned out that he played bad chess and bought a house in the county...

After thinking about it, I said, "Master, it costs 100 yuan to buy a house in the county, right?"

I can't help it, I'm just a bumpkin, 100 yuan is already the largest number I can imagine, and any other amount is beyond my imagination!

The old man Jiang looked at me a few times as if he was insane, and then said: "Guawazi! (Fool)" and floated away, took a fishing rod from the house, and went fishing.

It was night, an oil lamp lit up the small room, old man Jiang was walking back and forth in the small room with his hands behind his back, and I was just fiddling with the magical instruments on the table, God knows what he was bothering about?

"These books are ancient books, many of which are orphans, collected by Master all his life, and I have also traveled all over half of China. There are also many precious documents of Taoism. Hey... they cannot be sold!" I flipped through the books, sighed, and walked away.

Then, he went to the other side and looked at some miscellaneous things on the shelf again: "These things... hey... are all antiques related to the history of our Taoism, and they cannot be sold!" With a sigh, he walked away.

Then, he opened some boxes on the shelf. I was curious about what was in these boxes, so I stretched my head to see, what are they?I turned my head in disappointment, and continued to fiddle with the instruments on the table, and I was no longer interested in those boxes.

It turned out that there were some medicinal materials in the box, some of which were very ugly, a large piece of black, thanks to the old man Jiang who packed them in such a beautiful box, some of them were jade boxes, it was a waste of money!

Of course, it was only later that I realized that it was me who wasted money!

"San Wa'er's tonics are already in short supply, and there are several of them. When he grows up, he will need to use them after he has achieved a little success in Qigong. These things are used less and less. Is it possible that I have to ask for two... um , can’t be sold, can’t be sold!” With the same sigh again, Old Man Jiang walked away.

I was touched in my heart, it turned out that old man Jiang was thinking about me so much, but I also believed that my master is a poor master, the medicine is gone, just go to the Chinese medicine shop to grab some, and when I grow up, I will earn money. With the money, I have to buy some for the old man, lest he be reluctant.

When I was young, I always expressed this determination in my heart. Fortunately, I didn't say it out loud at the time, otherwise I wouldn't be able to escape a training session and suffer a few more blows.

Finally, old man Jiang walked up to several big boxes, and opened the box with a 'squeak'!

I craned my neck curiously again. In my imagination, this kind of big box is perfect for storing gold, silver and jewelry. I guess there may be one. In the story told by old man Jiang, Lao Li, no, I Isn't the patriarch unwilling to sell without more than 2 gold bars?

Well, this is very possible. I was excited from the bottom of my heart, and immediately overturned my master's idea of ​​being poor, and prepared to be dazzled by gold and silver treasures. In the end...

In the end, I didn't see anything, let alone any precious light shining from the box!

I was about to see clearly, but old man Jiang called me instead: "Sanbaer, come here, close your eyes and help me choose one."

I was very positive, ran over, stretched my neck to see, what was it, there was a long, long box in the box, one of them was opened, and there was a painting scroll inside!

I know old man Jiang likes to draw two strokes, but he often burns them after he draws them. He also likes to write a few calligraphy brushes, but he also burns them after writing. So it's better for him to keep them? !

It seems that my poor master has no choice but to sell his calligraphy and painting, tsk, tsk, too miserable!

"Then... then this one." I didn't know what he wanted me to choose, so I just took a long box and handed it to him.

He took it, opened the box full of distress, and then carefully stretched out the painting scroll inside, only to see a few lifelike lotus flowers inside the painting, very beautiful, I can't tell what's good about it, anyway, it's pretty pretty.

Except for the lotus, there is a seal on it, a few rows of small characters, and a nomination. That name is not my cheap master's.

Oh, the title on it is Shouping!