The system wants my local master gl

Just as Song Yuyan plunged into the grass market, the voice of the master preaching scriptures also sounded from the Baoenyuan in the southeast of Mingzhou City.

The walker who knocked on the iron sign yesterday came all the way to listen to the "Master of Dharma and Wisdom" hosted by Bao'en Yuan, who knows the propriety and promotes the Dharma.

Zhili's title "Master of Fazhi" was bestowed by the government, which is enough to show his identity and status.

He was originally the abbot of Qianfu Temple on Siming Mountain, because there were too many monks who came to learn from him, and Qianfu Temple could not accommodate so many people, so he transferred to Bao'enyuan to promote Buddhism and give lectures.

After listening to Zhili's explanation, Xingzhe suddenly remembered the image he saw in the sky above Song's house yesterday, so he asked Zhili: "Master Zhili, the little disciples are protected by golden light, why is that?"

Zhili pondered for a moment, and said: "In the previous life, you did good deeds and accumulated a lot of merit. The golden light you see may be merit."

The traveler said again: "But since you did good deeds in the past life and added merit to your body, why are you reduced to a scumbag in this life?"

This question is not difficult for Zhili, he gave the explanation in the Buddhist scriptures, and added his own insights, and the traveler finally solved his doubts.This was the first time he saw a person protected by the golden light, so he had a deeper trust and understanding of the Buddha and the Dharma.

Zhili was also very interested in the person he was talking about, and when he learned that it was in Xingxianfang in Cixi County, he also took note of it.

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Let’s just say that Song Yuyan visited the grass market, and there were two relatively small bundles of mats, and one family’s mats had not been treated—they hadn’t been turned over for drying or stuffed.

After shopping around, she ruled out these three, and finally found the one that was relatively large and processed.

The mat seller was a young man with dark skin, and it seemed that he had done a lot of farm work.

When he saw Song Yuyan coming to consult, he spread his hand: "Get the money first, if you don't have money, don't fool people here."

Song Yuyan thought about this, and thought that he and the original owner might know each other, but she didn't find any memory of this boy.She asked, "How much is a bundle?"

"Four articles for mat grass, three articles for white hemp tendon, and only two articles for jute hemp tendon and green hemp tendon."

Song Yuyan had a toothache. The straw mats in this store are abundant, and two bundles should be enough, but he didn't expect that the white hemp tendon was expensive.The mats that are compiled and sold are only [-] cents a piece, and the cost of materials accounts for more than half, plus labor and time costs...

Forget it, who made her have no time to pick unowned mats in the swamp!

She was about to give the money when a voice sounded beside her: "Two bundles of mat grass and one bundle of white hemp tendon, ten cents!"

She turned her head and saw that the person in her memory matched her, and she called out without any hesitation: "Shi She, is this from your house?"

"That's not!"

This young man is called Shi She, two years older than the original owner. He and the original owner are considered friends. Although they don't see each other several times in a year or so, they get along very well every time they meet, which is miraculous.

Song Yuyan discovered that the original owner's friends were not all friends!At least this Shi She is a warm, cheerful, hardworking and capable farmer.

"Brother!" The boy looked at Shi She dissatisfied.

Shi She gave him a peaceful look, and asked Song Yuyan, "Hey, what are you buying grass for?"

"Weaving straw mats."

Shi She said: "Do you know how to make up? Is it a whim, or is it going to be down-to-earth?"

Dare to feel that this is also a person who knows the inertia of the original owner, Song Yuyan was slightly embarrassed, and then said: "Of course I plan to do it steadily."

"Then you can buy it from me in the future, and I can give you a cheaper price."

Song Yuyan agreed, and there was no need to go to another house to ask, because the Shi family's mats were all taken care of, which could save some effort.

After buying mat grass, Shi She also gave her some materials for edge banding.There was nothing left of her day's wages.

It is best to use a special tool "reed" for weaving straw mats. In terms of shape, it is a square board with a length of more than one meter and a horizontal gap on it.This is used to wear white hemp tendons, as long as you grab the handle and pull it, the white hemp tendons will be staggered, and then the mat grass will be passed through it, and it will be firmed with a reed.

Fortunately, Song Yuyan remembered that the Song family still existed, otherwise she would have to save money to buy tools, or use a slightly inefficient pure hand weaving.

Most of the women and children that Song Yuyan saw chose to weave by hand. It was because their men made a living outside and could ensure the food and clothing of the family, so they were neither in a hurry nor planned to mass-produce.

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Seeing that it was almost time, she put her things in the utility room and went out to work.

Song Yuban and Song Yuzhuan saw her come back with straw mats. The latter hesitated for a moment and asked, "Second brother, you have no straw, and you can't weave the mat. Why don't you ask elder brother for it?"

Song Yuban was a little moved, but still hummed and said, "I have hands and feet, I'll go to the river to cut them off!"

"But the eldest brother said not to go out, there are some flowers."

Song Yuban didn't take it seriously: "It's fine in broad daylight!"

So he grabbed the only sickle at home and ran out of the house, heading for the river in the west of the county.

At this moment, Tang Zhi was picking water and watering vegetables by the river, and when he met him going to the place with many weeds, he followed after thinking about it.

The grass that could be used as a straw mat here was all gone, and Song Yuban finally found some rushes, but it was very close to the river, and the soil there was soft, and when he stepped in, the mud covered his feet.

Song Yuban was weightless and almost fell into the river, but fortunately Tang Zhi quickly lifted him back with a pole.When he came back to his senses, his face turned pale with fright.

Seeing his appearance, Tang Zhi was a little annoyed: "Why did you come here? Didn't that bastard Song Yuyan tell you that you can't come here?"

Song Yuban pursed his lips and said nothing, Tang Zhi was angry and pitiful for his appearance, he carried him away from the river, and then asked, "Where is Song Yuyan?"

"He's out."

Tang Zhi recalled that Song Yuyan said that she would be a consignee in the next two days, so she turned off the fire.

Ask again: "Then why did you come here alone?"

"Mowing the grass, there's not enough grass."

Tang Zhi knew that Song Yuban would bring back some straw mats and weave some cushions for writers.After all, Song Yuyan was unreliable, and often let the two younger ones follow her through the last meal, so Song Yuban decided to rely on himself.

But he learned it halfway through, his editing was not very good, and the selling price was not high. She helped him sell it a few times, and sometimes others would pay an extra penny for her elder brother's sake.

"How far are you?" Tang Zhi asked again.

Song Yupan counted with his fingers: "Ten roots."

"That's it, go to my house, and I'll bring it to you!" Tang Zhi pulled him away, "Do you understand that you are not allowed to come here alone in the future? If you leave the cake alone at home, what should she do if she is afraid? Once there is a thief—”

She paused.

Forgot that there was a thief in the Song family, how could the thief run to the Song family!

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Song Yuyan turned around and sneezed. Aunt Lie looked up at her, and secretly praised her for not sneezing on the dough.

"Are you not used to this job with dough?" Aunt Lie asked.

"...I will get used to it quickly." Song Yuyan said.

Aunt Lie glanced at her again, and felt that the answer was really comforting. When did she become so talkative?

Dough is made to be eaten in the north. After all, there are not only foreign businessmen in Mingzhou, but also merchants from the north and the south.

When it was almost time, Aunt Lie gave Song Yuyan some food and asked her to take it back for the two little radish heads.Just as Song Yuyan was about to say a few words of heartfelt gratitude, Aunt Lie ruthlessly drove her away like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

When she got home, she was in a relaxed mood, but when she met Tang Zhi and found that she was educating the two little radish heads, she was a little stunned when she talked so much that they were all stupefied.

"What's going on?" She looked at Tang Zhi, then at the two little radish heads.

Tang Zhi told about Song Yuban's almost falling into the river, and Song Yuyan's expression suddenly became serious when she heard this, and she said, "You are very educated."

Then he squatted halfway to meet the eyes of the two little radish heads, and said earnestly, "Since your sister Tang has already said it, I won't repeat it. However, I have let go of the past, and I will let you Treat me as my own younger brother and younger sister, and I also hope that one day you will sincerely treat me as a big brother, so I hope that you can listen to what I tell you."

Tang Zhi couldn't help but look sideways at Song Yuyan. These words were quite touching, but he didn't know how much the two children could listen to.

Song Yuzhuan blinked and nodded his head a few times: "Brother, I am obedient."

Song Yuban won't become obedient because of her words, he said: "Don't preach to me, mother said you are a funeral star, father was killed by you, mother is afraid of you and remarried, don't want us of!"

Tang Zhi was slightly taken aback, while Song Yuyan stared at him without saying a word.

The author has something to say: Zhili is a real person in history. During the reign of Emperor Zhenzong of Song Dynasty, he was the host of Dharma lectures in Mingzhou, but this place is fictitious.

In addition, according to the report on the straw weaving process, some people can weave three or four sheets a day, and some people can only make one sheet a day. Half.