Chapter 282: Hands
With little Taoist’s promise, Jin Weiwei be delighted that things are better than one expected, she quickly thanked little Taoist. Then, Jin Weiwei exchanged some small talk with little Taoist and went back.
The next morning, the warm sun shone on the ground, bringing life to the hot soil.
Jin Weiwei was woken up by the Hundred Spirit Bird, half-asleep and half-awake. She stretched lazily with sleepy eyes like a pet cat.
She put on her clothes, casually put on her hair, and combed it for a while. Jin Weiwei sat in the carriage and went to Jiami Temple.
Soon, Jin Weiwei arrived at Jiami Temple.
Looking up, the three words “Jiami Temple” on the plaque were as imposing as a rainbow, very touching, and imposing. Beneath the signboard was a red door. Within the door, there were several monks still cleaning the courtyard.
Jin Weiwei walked in and saw an old man. This old man looked like he was kind and easy to get along with.
Jin Weiwei’s old man knew who he was when he saw his clothes.
Jin Weiwei saluted politely and gracefully so that no one could find any mistakes.
Elder Weng, the host, hurriedly replied.
“Thank you for your arrival. This monk will definitely be a be deeply grateful.”
After the host said this, she invited Jin Weiwei to the table and sat down. The host made a good tea and poured it for Jin Weiwei.
The tea was fragrant, and just by smelling it, he felt that it must be a good tea. Jin Weiwei took a small sip. She clearly knew that this tea should not be drank as big as water. If that was the case, she would never taste the taste of tea.
Therefore, Jin Weiwei changed her rashness and took small sips of tea.
It was no wonder many famous people liked to write these tea. This thing was really nurturing and nourishing. If it was too reckless, they definitely couldn’t taste the taste of tea.
Jin Weiwei was afraid to delay two hours, so she drank two glasses and thanked the host. He has not been idle with the host for long.
The host smiled without saying a word and let someone take the game.
The host raised his eyes and looked at Jin Weiwei. Benefactor, can you play chess? May I have a match with this monk?
Jin Weiwei hurriedly rejected, “Manager, the civil woman have little talent and less learning has never learned to play chess.
The host nodded and said with a smile, “The owner is too modest. Geniuses are not limited to fancies of men of letters, and business is also a very enigmatic.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.
Jin Weiwei nodded and thought to herself. In modern times, there were more people who didn’t know the fancies of men of letters, but many famous people also became famous in the world through business.
The host exchanged for a monk to play with him. If he was standing beside him, he would be surprised to find that the chessboard had formed a shocking situation.
“The accomplice should take into account the overall situation and plan the whole vein. It was best to have a strong sense of structure. Benefactor must not just want to be the boss of Food Store, right? The owner must have some ambition. If that is the case, if the owner wants to make a big deal of business, he must have a proper structure and a clear pattern.
Jin Weiwei benefited greatly from the host’s words. He felt that she was really a it’s a rewarding trip. She really realized that these people were simply extraordinary people. They know a lot of things, including this host, including the Taoist priest. With a few casual words, they could guide people’s interest.
The host defeated the little monk with one piece of chess. Every chess piece had a certain effect and it was useful for the whole situation. Shouldn’t it be the same for doing things? Every action should be useful, not useless.
After a while, Jin Weiwei thanked the host and also offered a lot of incense money.
“The host, this is a little bit of goodwill from the girl. I hope the host can accept it with a smile.”
The host shook his head, smiling without saying a word.
“This is some kind of gift. I hope the host can not dislike it.”
The host took the oil and Jin Weiwei saw it, to one’s heart’s content. In exceeding one’s expectations, the host actually took out some silver money from his sleeves to give it to Jin Weiwei.
Jin Weiwei was shocked when she saw this. She thought to herself, “When does the host have to give the owner money? What does that mean?”
Jin Weiwei was shocked and quickly asked the host what the truth was.
“May I ask the host, why did you give money to the woman?” This is unreasonable.
The host of be courteous and accessible smiled, as if he had guessed that Jin Weiwei would ask.
“I don’t know, the poor monk and the patriarch are good friends. Last night, the Taoist priest came to visit and talked to the poor monk about the owner. You will definitely come to Jiami Temple today. Furthermore, the grudges have also said that the ointment given to this temple is vegetarian oil, and he specifically told the monk that he must accept it.
The host smiled and said, “How can a poor monk eat the owner’s vegetable oil for nothing?” It is also appropriate to give some silver.
When Jin Weiwei heard this, she understood what was going on. After thinking about it clearly, Jin Weiwei didn’t know whether to laugh or cry
This was nothing, and to be honest, the reason why the woman offered the pastry was actually selfish. What about the nanny who wanted to rely on the temple to publicize the nanny? It was too late for the maiden to be grateful. How could she accept your money?
After that, Jin Weiwei directly pushed the two silver hosts back. The host listened and smiled heartily.
“Okay, okay, really a good girl.” Then, the poor monk will thank her.
The white beard of the host’s smile trembled, looking like there was no airs of host.
The host smiled kindly, his smile very simple. Jin Weiwei’s heart was infected and she felt that the suffering she experienced was nothing.
Jin Weiwei’s hand hasn’t been retracted yet. The host saw this and said, “May I ask the monk to look at the handkerchief?”
Jin Weiwei listened and readily agreed.
“Of course, it’s fine. I have to handle it.”
The host carefully examined the handkerchief for Jin Weiwei. Jin Weiwei’s palm was clear and the host could easily see Jin Weiwei’s hand.
Seeing this, the host sighed, seemingly sighing.
When Jin Weiwei saw this, she quickly asked the host, “May I ask the host, what does the servant girl say?” Please decompose one or two.
The host touched his white beard and said regretfully, “Donor is in danger, don’t be careful. The karma of children, freedom, can’t be forced.
Jin Weiwei was stunned when she heard this. Why did the host say that his life was so bad?
Jin Weiwei thanked the host and returned with a worried face.