The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Tan Mingqiu refused without thinking, and Song Qin turned his eyes to Lin Zhiyuan again, his eyes full of expectation.

Lin Zhiyuan thought about it seriously and finally shook his head, "Brother Song, now is not the time to set up a game company. Let's talk about it in two years!"

Song Qin was very disappointed, but based on his trust in Lin Zhiyuan, he said nothing.

Lin Zhiyuan said that if this thing can make money, then it will definitely make money. He said that now is not the time, so it will definitely have to wait.

Lin Zhiyuan made this judgment very accurately.

In [-], all popular games on the market were single-player versions. Basically all such games were pirated in China, and game companies were completely unprofitable.

Only after 2000 and the arrival of the Internet era did the domestic game industry really begin to take off.That’s the time to show off your skills.

The three of them drank tea and chatted until about ten o'clock in the evening, when they each went back to their rooms to sleep.

The next day was Saturday, and everyone got up one after another. After having breakfast in the restaurant, the two cars drove out of Tangquan Ranch one after another and headed towards Qianshan Mountain.

The trip to Qianshan that Tan Mingqiu and Fan Tian had longed for, but never made it to, will finally become a reality today.

Because the weather was too cold and the two children were too young, Lin Zhiyuan asked Xue Zhaokuan to open a room in Qianju. The two mothers-in-law and their two children were waiting for everyone here, while the others went to climb Qianshan Mountain together.

When the car arrived at the main entrance of Qianshan, Lin Zhiyuan asked Xie Wei to get off and buy a ticket, and the two cars drove in directly.

Qianshan Mountain in winter is different from spring and summer. It has a unique style. The pines and cypresses on the roadside are covered with residual snow. At a glance, the mountain is covered with silver, just like a world of glass.

The car drove directly to Longquan Temple Square. Several people got out of the car and slowly climbed up the steps up the mountain.

After walking for about five or six minutes, he saw the mountain gate of Longquan Temple. By the time he climbed to the front of the temple, Song Qin was so tired that he was sweating profusely. He bent over and gasped, "I can't do it anymore. I'm going to die from exhaustion." ”

Tan Mingqiu teased him, "Brother Song, you are not good at this. You have surrendered at the beginning."

Song Qin waved his hands repeatedly, "You don't have to worry about me, just keep going forward. I won't be able to crawl even if you kill me, so I'll just rest here."

Su Jin and Fan Tian both thought Song Qin was very interesting, and they covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

Song Qin, on the other hand, said confidently, "Two younger siblings, my brother is older and can't compare with you."

This was the first time for Tan Mingqiu and Fan Tian to visit Qianshan. Lin Zhiyuan took them around the temple and saw the main hall and the monks' residence behind it.

The four of them went out from the back door of Longquan Temple and continued towards the mountain.

Song Qin stayed here alone, looking around here and there, looking around with his eyes.

In this weather, no tourists went up the mountain at all. There was only Song Qin in the entire hall, and a middle-aged monk with a fat head and big ears, who was knocking on wooden fish and reciting unknown Buddhist scriptures.

The monk had also been secretly sizing up Song Qin, and their eyes finally met.

The more the monk looked at this person, the more displeased he became. What kind of mountain should I climb in the winter?It made me unable to rest.

The monk stood with one palm in front of his chest and recited a Buddha's name, "This donor, what's the matter?"

Song Qin had just climbed the mountain for more than ten minutes and was sweating all over. The main hall was very empty and the temperature was very low. Song Qin shivered with the cold. "Master, do you have a warmer place here? I'm freezing to death."

The monk curled his lips and said, "Donor, as we become monks and practice cultivation, we are not afraid of cold or heat..."

Halfway through the words, the monk's eyes suddenly straightened. Song Qin took out a few hundred-dollar bills from his wallet and stuffed them into the merit box.

The monk's face changed instantly, and his smile was brighter than the flowers. "Donor, please come with me. There is a warmer reception room in the back. The poor monk will make a pot of hot tea for the benefactor."

Song Qin nodded with satisfaction, as expected, money can make all the difference.I'm not going anywhere today. I'm just drinking tea here and waiting for them to go down the mountain.

Song Qin waited and waited but did not see Lin Zhiyuan and the others coming back. It was almost 11 o'clock, and his stomach growled with hunger. He strolled out of the reception room, found the monk again, raised his hand, and five One hundred yuan was patted into his hand, "Master, I'm hungry. I wonder if you have fast food here?"

"Yes, yes, I wonder what the donor would like to eat?" The monk smiled even more flatteringly.

When Song Qin heard this, could he still order food?

"What's there?" Song Qin asked tentatively.

"Well, there are instant noodles, ham sausage, pickled mustard, chicken feet..." The monk read on quickly. The more Song Qin heard, the more he felt something was wrong, "This is made in your kitchen?"

"Amitabha, please don't talk nonsense. We are monks. How can there be meat in the kitchen? This is sold in the small shop behind our temple..." The great monk quickly put the 500 yuan into his pocket. Ready to return it to Song Qin.

"Forget it, just have something! As long as you can eat enough." Although Song Qin had money, he still felt heartbroken when he thought about spending 500 yuan like this.

Soon, Song Qin wandered to the small shop behind the temple, eating steaming instant noodles and biting into ham sausage.

His cell phone rang, and Song Qin answered the call. When he heard the voice from the receiver, his face suddenly became very impatient.

******

Lin Zhiyuan and others returned to Longquan Temple at around three o'clock. After questioning, they saw Song Qin in the reception room. In addition to Song Qin, there was also a tall middle-aged man sitting opposite him.

When Lin Zhiyuan and the others entered, the man seemed to be begging Song Qin, nodding and bowing. Song Qin, with an impatient look on his face, kept waving his hands to drive the man away.

This man has a red mole between his eyebrows, which is very eye-catching and unforgettable.

As soon as Lin Zhiyuan and the others came in, Song Qin stood up and said, "My friend is back, please leave quickly!" There was a lot of disgust in his tone.

When the man saw so many people, it was difficult to say anything, but he did not go far, but followed Song Qin all the way down the mountain.

Lin Zhiyuan and Tan Mingqiu didn't ask, and Song Qin didn't say anything either.

The group of them left Qianshan and returned to Qiancu. Lin Zhiyuan and the others who climbed the mountain were all sweating. As soon as they returned to Qiancu, they hurriedly took a bath in the hot springs.

By the time they finished taking a shower and came out of Qianzhu, it was already after five o'clock and it was already dark. Lin Zhiyuan noticed that behind their car, there was a Santana following them at a close distance. The license plate indicated that it was approaching. The car from Yangcheng should be that middle-aged man’s car.

In the evening, Lin Zhiyuan decided to have dinner at Laojun Lu, a long-established hot pot restaurant in Ge'an.

Everyone was exhausted from climbing the mountain and took a bath in the hot spring. Now we are drinking boiled white wine and eating hot hot pot. Not to mention how comfortable we are.

After a day and two nights of contact, Fan Tian's mother and Yang Zhilan have now become good sisters who talk about everything. If things continue at this rate, Asu and Huzi may actually get married as babies in the future.

Lin Zhiyuan is really impressed by his mother-in-law now.