In the future, a handling fee issue will involve huge interests. Why does the inconspicuous handling fee make people so sensitive?

Ordinary people transfer hundreds of dollars at a time, and the fee is only a few cents. But once this number is enlarged to hundreds of thousands, millions or even hundreds of millions, it is no longer a joke. And then expand the frequency to several

Billions of times, this is a completely different concept.

Banks and intermediaries will never be so generous as to waive this fee. In fact, you can make money while lying down and make huge profits. This is the money-making business.

The incense from Fengzhou was delivered quickly. They produce many types, but Liang Chuan mainly bought standing incense. As for household incense such as coiled incense, tower incense and incense powder, he didn't buy much.

After all, Liang Chuan mainly focused his market audience on people who burn incense in temples.

Monk Hongyi was not just grateful to Liang Chuan for saving an ancient temple. After getting to know Liang Chuan in depth, he became quite interested in this lost little goat wallowing in the world of mortals.

Liang Chuan is so vulgar, so vulgar that he can't stand it. His eyes are all set on money. He runs around for money every day. When he hears something that can make money, he is like a hungry wolf who sees meat and immediately pounces on it.

.But there is a sense of isolation and independence in him. He feels like a wanderer in the world of mortals. Although he has an incomparable obsession with money, he is not stingy at all when it comes to spending money.

He is quite harsh on himself, but extremely generous to the people around him.

Many of his views on the world were unheard of, and could even be said to be deviant. But Monk Hongyi could see that in Liang Chuan's eyes, these withered bones like his were the deviant ones.

He asked Liang Chuan what he thought of monks eating meat and drinking wine. Liang Chuan snorted, "What's the point?" He said that he had seen eminent monks serving as officials, those with high horses and rich clothes, those who married wives and had children, and so on.

It was just a trivial thing for him to steal a few mouthfuls of dog meat. These words shocked Hongyi and made him sing Buddha's words again and again, saying that he was guilty of all kinds of sins.

To his surprise, Liang Chuan has now started a temple business. There are a lot of incense, candles and lamp oil in the shop, which are needed in large quantities in the temple. Incense candles and oil lamps are placed in front of the Buddha day and night.

When it burns continuously and never goes out, the consumption is huge in detail.

Guests entering the temple must also burn incense. Very few of them come empty-handed. Even if there is no offering, they must have at least three sticks of incense. Each person earns a few cents, and as long as the incense in Yuetai Temple continues to burn throughout the day, the money will continue to flow.

On and on!

As soon as the meal arrived, the great monk came again on time: "Hey, why is there an extra mouth? Who is this? This is..."

The person he was talking about was none other than Su Wei, the new member of the team.

Su Wei was even thicker-skinned than him. He chuckled and said, "You bald donkey is so rude. You're so rude when you come to the door. Oh, why did you eat this? The table is full of meat and fish, and you broke the precept? You dirty guy."

Can your body still serve the Buddha?"

Hong Yi rolled his eyes at him: "What a fuss!"

Su Wei saw that the monk ate meat even more outrageously than he did, and all the tempting meat went into his stomach. He was so anxious that he almost jumped in his steps. He picked up his chopsticks and served it to the table himself without waiting for Liang Chuan to recruit his disciples.

The two were fighting like dragons and tigers, one was a retired scholar, and the other was a drunkard monk. Liang Chuan complained endlessly, and this became a strange concentration camp.

"Master, I can tell you that everything you eat here will be spit out by me. I won't embarrass you. From now on, all the sesame oil and gold candles used in your temple must be picked up from my shop!"

"Good!"

Today's Yuetai Temple is different from the past. Now the money for sesame oil is poured into the merit box every day like water. The expansion plan of Yuetai Temple has begun to be implemented. The person who is doing the construction is none other than Zhao Xiaopin.

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It can be said that the sketch brain is very useful. It turned out that Liang Chuan shared the profits from building stoves for others. After dividing the profits, he saved a large sum of money and used the money to set up a construction team. These people are all screws.

After Zhao Fafa retired at the end of last year, Zhao Jinyu himself recruited a group of Luocheng masters, but many of them were at odds with Zhao Jinyu and stayed in Luocheng.

Leading a team has always been Xiaopin's father's wish when he was alive, but he didn't expect it to come true here in Xiaopin. When people in Luocheng first heard that Xiaopin wanted to lead a team, everyone was worried because the boy was too young.

Xiaopian understands everyone's concerns and pays the wages as soon as they are hired. This completely eliminates everyone's worries. What they worry about is not getting the money in the end. Now that the money is in hand, let's just work.

Xiao Pinlan's first job was to expand the Yuetai Temple.

The projects such as the Luohan Hall in the back hall of Yuetai Temple and the walls of the side rooms are no smaller than the project of Liang Chuan's family. Moreover, the requirements for the carved beams and painted buildings of the temple are much higher than those of private houses.

If this project is done well, the sketch can also make a lot of money.

Now that you have money to engage in real estate, it is no longer a problem to buy temple necessities such as sesame oil.

How profitable is a place like a temple? Later generations of Xinghua people created a new industry, that is, contracting temples! Sometimes, in order to contract to temples, they even hired social figures such as gangsters to interfere with the religious activities of temples.

, forcing away the old monks from the original temple, and then installing their own fake monks. The actual controllers are these masterminds.

They took advantage of people's mentality of worshiping and believing in Buddha, and used the opportunity to make money in the name of Buddha. Such behavior will lead to retribution sooner or later.

After the store started selling incense and candles, the effect was obvious.

Liang Chuan set up a small shelf outside the store, which contained a dazzling variety of incense imported from Fengzhou.

Most tourists and believers who come to Yuetai Temple to offer incense will pass by the Wanda store in Liangchuan. At first, many people did not know what this store sold. Later, they saw the word "Wanhuo" written on the door of the store and knew about this store.

It turned out to be a grocery store.

They choose incense and candles directly at the door of the store, and then take them to the temple to light them. Some people buy more. On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, Qingyuan County has the habit of offering sacrifices to the city god. Now not only the city god, but also the county residents

Come to the temple to worship Buddha.

After Su Wei finished eating, he began to count the day's income. According to Liang Chuan's instructions, the money from the sales of bamboo weaving and mosquito coils must be calculated separately, because mosquito coils are Lao He's property, and the two of them have a share agreement. Bamboo weaving requires

The women in the village are given wages for their wages. The more they sell, the more wages they will be paid. If they get mixed up, it won't work.

Now Liang Chuan is solely responsible for the incense, candle and charcoal business in the Wanda store. The income belongs entirely to himself, and these accounts must be clarified.

When Su Wei was writing, Liang Chuan deliberately took a closer look. Although the handwriting was not as handsome as Meng Liangchen's, it was still neat and meticulous. Compared with Liang Chuan's dog-gnawed calligraphy, it was far different.

Su Wei not only writes beautifully, but also does abacus very quickly.

I don’t know where Su Wei got this abacus. It turns out that there is no such thing in the store. The wooden beads on it are black and shiny, and the paint peeling areas are concentrated on a few beads. It seems that they are used every day.

It has this effect.

"What material is this abacus made of? Does it look so comfortable?"

"ebony."

This old man didn't have any clothes to wear yesterday. Where could he get an ebony abacus today? It's such good wood.

"Where did it come from?"

"Given by Zheng Nuwa."

Su Wei seemed to be immersed in calculations wholeheartedly. When Liang Chuan talked to him, he also responded fluently and spoke clearly.

Bang, bang, bang, those abacus beads made a rhythmic sound in the abacus. Su Wei's eyes almost didn't need to look at the abacus. The finger, which was not much thicker than a dead pine branch, exploded with amazing power. The abacus was pushed up.

The sound is well-proportioned and the speed is fast and accurate.

Not to mention that, what surprised Liang Chuan the most was that this skinny old man could actually fight left and right!

Su Wei held a fine brush in his left hand and wrote in small regular script, while his right hand pushed an abacus at the same time. What was sold in the store now were small single items worth a few pennies, ten dozen pennies, or hundreds of pennies, so at the end of the day, the account book was densely packed with items.

It was written like a book from heaven. Su Wei actually wrote it down in detail. He calculated the total amount with his right hand, and kept turning the pages with his left hand, and kept recording in the account book. The two works were done at the same time, without any stagnation.

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Oh my gosh, this old man's appearance totally gave him away!

Liang Chuan talked to him from time to time, and he could still reply fluently. This is not a fight between left and right, but now we are the heroes of the Three Kingdoms, okay?

Found a treasure!

"Lao Wei...you can do this!"

Su Wei said calmly: "What does this mean? There are many people in the imperial court who know this skill. I have been in charge of people in a county before, okay? It's like a grain of sesame or a grain of millet when there are so many things.

You have to worry about everything. If you don’t have some skills, how can you travel in the world?"

There are many people who know this skill! Liang Chuan was frightened when he heard his understatement. They say that the imperial examination system harms people, but this is not harming people. It is clearly about truly selecting talents.

Liang Chuan knows only one person who can draw circles left and right and draw squares with the right, Wu Wenjun, the country's first recipient of the Science and Technology Progress Award at the same time as Mr. Yuan Longping! Mr. Wu can draw circles left and right and write with his right hand, and he can also sing "Farewell" in English.

This song in two languages ​​can be called the Four Kingdoms War.

But there is only one Mr. Wu.

There are countless small county officials like Su Wei!

With thousands of years of history, how can it be completely denied by saying that the imperial examination stereotypes are harmful to people!

"Lao Wei, I take back the disrespectful words I said to you that day! From now on, you will be the chief staff officer next to me, Liang Chuan! Please accept my respect!"

Respect for intellectuals and talented people is timeless at all times.

Liang Chuan bowed his head and bowed. Su Wei stood still, with a slight smile on his face, and accepted his bows generously.
Chapter completed!