Qingzhao Miao has also walked out of the room. It seems that she has already written the copy and is ready to start today's dinner.

Seeing this, Chen Xing also gave a thumbs up, then sat on the sofa and waited for Qingzhao Miao to finish cooking.

This feeling brought Chen Xing back to the moment when he was a child, waiting for his mother to cook at night.

This time he really became Chen Zai.

But Chen Zai is Chen Zai, it doesn’t matter if he is not Chen Zai.

Chen Xing then continued to collect information and began to search all the websites on the Internet for news about the other side of the ocean.

The wind bird, which is suspected to be a natural disaster, is moving towards the north. After ravaging the Maple Leaf Country, it is expected to move again.

Experts said the storm would end in the Arctic Ocean, but Chen Xing felt it couldn't be that simple. The wind bird might wander around until it died suddenly.

However, judging from the current situation, if we want to completely stop this turmoil, we don't know how long it will take.

Forget it, let's go watch "Poetry Conference".

Chen Xing thought like this and opened the video website.

"Beep beep beep..."

"Didi..."

"Du~du~du~"

At this moment, Chen Xing's cell phone suddenly sounded like a chat software, and before Chen Xing could react, a voice call invitation popped up.

The caller ID showed the note given by Chen Xing, "Jing Yuan Da Bald Head".

It can be seen that Monk Jingyuan seems to be anxious.

hey-hey.

After giving a cheap laugh, Chen Xing answered the phone.

"Donor Chen, I don't know where this thing came from. Can you take a look at the contents?"

As soon as the connection was connected, Monk Jingyuan's voice appeared in Chen Xing's ears without even saying hello.

Seeing this, Chen Xing muttered two paragraphs casually: "That's about it. If you want, you can come and see it on the spot and negotiate a price."

Monk Jingyuan fell into a long silence. After a long time, he said, "I'm sorry, but I'm in Lingnan now and I can't get through."

Lingnan... Guangdong, yes, Chen Xing remembered that the food there was delicious in the morning, and the food was very exquisite.

"It's okay, you can come anytime, I'll keep it for you." Chen Xing put his hand away and said with a smile, "I'm an old customer, I'll give you a discount."

After all, Monk Jingyuan is his top thug in fighting ghosts, so Chen Xing will not embarrass him too much no matter what.

I have already made so much profit for myself,

"Almsgiver Chen, this is not what I mean."

Monk Jingyuan's voice was sincere: "I want to tell this news to my master and all the elders, brothers and sisters, and ask them all to go over and discuss the situation with you face to face... This Vajra Master's sect is also partly incomplete. Donor Chen, your

Part of it just doesn’t coincide with us.”

Chen Xing was stunned: "You mean all the monks from your temple are coming?"

"Yes." Monk Jingyuan said seriously.

Hearing what Monk Jingyuan said, Chen Xing couldn't react for a moment, and his heart was beating fast.

If every monk is as stupid as Monk Jingyuan, and he signs a contract with them and shares a 50-50 split, then he will have a lot of great ghost-fighting hands, which can be spread all over the world, and then he will not have to do anything, and he will divide it at home

Just money?

Just like the bosses of those platforms, such as pilipili, blue and yellow takeout, various taxi-hailing platforms, and domestic novel platforms,... ahem, forget it, don't 404.

I am looking to these entrepreneurs, taking the first step, and learning the entrepreneurial spirit!

Morning Star Cat Cafe and Didi Dagui may go bankrupt, but they will never go bad!

This is what Chen Xing thinks!

Thinking of this, Chen Xing's voice became much gentler: "Monk Jingyuan... Ahem, Master Jingyuan, I wonder how many monks there are in your temple? Do you need me to hire a driver to go to the airport or high-speed rail station to greet you?"

How much is appropriate to spend on a vegetarian banquet?”

One monk, two monks...

One million, two million...

Hey hey hey, it’s all money, my money, my money, my money!

At this time, the person talking to Chen Xing was no longer Monk Jingyuan, but the God of Wealth.

"I'll do the math."

Monk Jingyuan spoke seriously: "Master Abbot, the head of Bodhidharma Monastery, the head of Sutra Pavilion, my senior brother, my junior brother... there are five of us. The guard at the gate of the temple is a dog and cannot be brought here. Donor Chen, you don't have to be alone."

Go pick it up and they can deal with it casually."

Chen Xing:?

Wait, did I hear you right? How many people?

Abbot, the head of Bodhidharma Court, the head of Sutra Pavilion, Senior Brother, Junior Brother... five people?

There are only six people co-authoring your temple?!

No, there is also a dog.

Then you still vowed before that you would be either the abbot or the head of Bodhidharma Academy. Isn’t this nonsense?!

Is there anyone else who could inherit the position besides you?

The guard dog of your temple is competing with you for a position, right?

Did you ask me to be the abbot of your temple before?

Manage you guys? I might as well be in a cat cafe. There are more extraordinary historical kittens in my cat cafe than there are people in your temple!

However, Chen Xing did not have an attack. Instead, he took a deep breath and said, "Then you asked me to be an abbot before? What do you want me to do when I become an abbot, to compete with the dog at the door of your temple for a job?"

Monk Jingyuan chuckled, and then said with a clear face: "I will be the standing deputy abbot."

"Deputy abbot?"

Chen Xing was a little surprised: "The abbot also has a deputy?"

"No." Monk Jingyuan was very honest, "But you will be the abbot by then. It only takes one sentence."

You are awesome.

Chen Xing gave a thumbs up and had nothing to say.

Forget it, just five, it's better than nothing.

With a bit of deception, five thugs can also solve the urgent need.

But you still have to fool around a bit.

After thinking about this, Chen Xing took a deep breath and said: "What's the use of your five senior brothers coming here? Why don't you just give me some money?"

"My senior brother has gone to school and is the only monk in our mountain who has gone to school. I am the stupidest person to ask him to talk to you." After the monk Jingyuan fell silent, he spoke loudly.

Chen Xing was shocked when he heard this.

Bad, there are smart people, uncle, I can’t deceive money...ah, Chen Xing, I can’t deceive people.

But Chen Xing changed his mind.

The fact that monks like these in remote mountainous areas are so highly educated is not because Chenxing is a black region. The monks who practice hard in the west are different from the monks who make money in the east.

Highly educated talents?

Maybe he is just a little smarter than the other monks in the monastery because he has completed nine years of compulsory education.

Chen Xing felt slightly relieved, and then asked: "What is your senior brother's academic qualifications and where did he go to school?"

"I don't know much about his education, but I know where he went to school."

Although he couldn't see Monk Jingyuan's appearance, Chen Xing could tell from his voice that Monk Jingyuan was very proud now: "My senior brother is a top student who graduated from Harvard!"

Harvard?!

Chen Xing was shocked when he heard this.

Broken, he is really a highly intelligent person, now he is in trouble, what should he do?!

However, still with a hint of luck, Chen Xing asked: "Is it the Harvard in Citiland?"

"No." Monk Jingyuan replied honestly, "It seems to be the Harbin Buddhist College. I learned a lot there, and I know how to recite the sutras of foreigners!"

Chen Xing:……

What should I say?

I don’t know what to say, but I always feel like I’ve been tricked by this bald man named Jingyuan.

Harbin Buddhist College, right?
To be continued...