Upstarts and poor settlers

Naturally, Nanjing dare not be careless when distinguished guests come to the door.

But Shanghai is a person who has seen the world, so he is not unfamiliar with Nanjing. Obviously, Shanghai has no interest in the unreadable scenic spots such as the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum and the Confucius Temple.

After thinking about it, I took him to Hexi New City on the first morning in Nanjing, took him to see Yuzui Park, Nanjing Eye, Youth Olympic Village, and overlooked the Jiajiang River along the Yangtze River; and later took him to Jiangbei New District to see the semiconductor industry , watching the advancement of the 5G project, and looking at future plans; in the evening, he was invited to eat Huaiyang cuisine and listen to Kunqu Opera.

The next day, I went to Laomendong in the morning, ate pot stickers and soup dumplings at noon, went to Pioneer Bookstore in the afternoon, and ate spicy crayfish in the evening.

On the third day, when Shanghai thought that Nanjing would take him to Sun Yat-sen's Mausoleum, Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum or even the Presidential Palace to perfuse him, Nanjing actually took him to Niushou Mountain and directly into the Foding Palace.

"The first time you saw me was in Jinghai Temple, isn't it?" The two stood on the escalator, and Nanjing chatted while looking at the magnificent dome.

Shanghai nodded, "What does the top mean?"

"The big dome is a big offering, and the small dome is a small offering. In other words, the theme of the entire Buddha Palace can be understood as an offering of love." Nanjing stretched out his hand and pointed to them one by one, "Look, does that look like a cassock? That It is the lotus throne, and the other is the Mani jewel, together, it is the boundless Dharma and the immeasurable blessing."

"Sure enough, you have believed in Buddhism since the Southern Dynasty."

Nanjing narrowed his eyes, "That's right, all living beings are suffering, and the sea of ​​suffering is boundless."

Shanghai raised eyebrows, "Qixia Temple, Jiming Temple, Baoen Temple, Linggu Temple, Jinghai Temple, Pilu Temple, Xuanzang Temple... I thought you would be a Confucian scholar, but unexpectedly you are a lay Buddhist."

"480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, how many buildings are in the mist and rain." Nanjing laughed at himself.

Following him on a tour of Shanghai, although it is a modern building, the sculptures seen along the way are all exquisite, and I can't help feeling, "You, at least spent a few hundred million?"

Nanjing stretched out four fingers.

"4 billion?"

"Wrong," Nanjing said with a slightly contemptuous look on his face, "40 billion."

Even someone as wealthy as Shanghai couldn't help but stare, "So expensive?"

"Do you know what is enshrined inside?" Nanjing Duansu said, "The only relic of Buddha's skull in the world. How precious!"

Shanghai really wants to say that your 40 billion is not good for investing in infrastructure construction, developing technology, and improving people's livelihood, but seeing that Nanjing is booming, it is hard to say much.

"There are only 7 chances to pay respects every year, and today you are the one who came, so I sold your face and took you there secretly."

Shanghai was still in shock, but silently followed him down to the 6th floor underground, and finally came to a golden gate.

"This door is 40 centimeters thick, weighs 5 tons, and is made of pure gold. That's fine, just pay your respects right away, don't talk."

Shanghai also knew how powerful he was, so he followed him and kowtowed in a daze. He didn't know whether to make a wish for a while, and he didn't even dare to look at the relic more.

He took the time to glance at Nanjing, Nanjing was dressed very formally today, it was actually a brocade improved in Chinese style, and he had an expression on his face that he was about to be a monk at any time, so solemn that he was not like ordinary people.

The two left the underground palace, and Shanghai couldn't help exhaling.

"Now I'll take you to see another good thing." Nanjing took him to another place non-stop, which was actually a collection of thousands of books.

Shanghai saw that many of them were thread-bound books, and immediately knew that they were good things. Sure enough, Nanjing pointed to dozens of volumes and said, "Splendid Flower Valley, not the Wanhua in the game, an out-of-print only Song edition book. You know my Phoenix How much did the media spend to photograph these books?"

Shanghai could tell that Nanjing is here to show off its wealth and culture, so it guessed higher, "1 million?"

Nanjing smiled, "This is called Guoyunlou Collection, and it cost more than 2 million yuan to buy from an auction house in Beijing. Hehe, Beijing still wanted to snatch it from me at the time, and even if I went bankrupt, I couldn't give it to him!"

"You are a bit rotten, come to my Shanghai Museum when you have time to see, there are only a lot more good things than you."

Nanjing glanced at him, "Yeah, there are a lot of donations from the people, and a lot of purchases. After all, it's better to use real money. If I have that much money..."

His face became more and more melancholy, and Shanghai couldn't help it anymore, "I said that you always say that you are a shabby hukou, and you have nothing to cry about being poor every day, but anyway, you rank 11th in cities across the country, how poor can you be? Although you didn't get a good policy, But sometimes it’s good to develop on your own, with less bureaucracy, maybe you can avoid detours.”

"I'm really poor, when did I cry poor?" Nanjing wanted to say again when he saw Shanghai, "The so-called dilapidation is of course compared with myself vertically. How can there be any reason for horizontal comparison? I am indeed the poorest time in history. I don't accept you." Come and bite me."

"Are you going to borrow money from me?" Shanghai raised an eyebrow, "Looking back on the itinerary of the past few days, I think your purpose is not pure. Besides, you have 40 billion to build this Buddhist palace, so why are you really short of money? "

Nanjing smiled slyly, "I'll show you these, just to tell you that I'm not only a poor settler, but now that I've broken down the world, my money is like floating clouds, and I can spend as much as I have. If you really like Me, staying with me, not only won't get any benefits, but I'm afraid I'll have to spend every day, you can't be more shrewd and stingy, do you think it's worth it?"

In fact, what Nanjing said is a bit unreasonable. As a city, there is nothing wrong with not eating, drinking, sleeping or resting. As for the intensity of development and urban construction, at most it has something to do with health, complexion and appearance. In the final analysis, it is important to have money or not, but it is not a matter of life and death.

Besides, if Nanjing has to rely on Shanghai to survive, then it is estimated that the theory of China, China, collapse, and collapse will really come true.

Looking at him in Shanghai, "If it's your personal expenses, it's okay to cover it on me. However, as long as it's related to finances, that is, the government's actions, I won't pay a cent. I hope you understand."

"Cut, then what do I need you for?" Nanjing Yun said lightly, "But, okay."

Shanghai only thought that he heard it wrong, "Huh?"

Nanjing looked back at him, "You're not very old, and your ears are farther back than mine, so I said—OK."

"Why?" Shanghai looked at him extremely cautiously.

Nanjing turned around and walked out, "It's fine if you don't believe me, I'm fine anyway."

As one of the earliest gold diggers and speculators in China, Shanghai knew that the opportunity was fleeting, so he stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, but was speechless.

Nanjing looked at him, smiled and patted his head, "Good boy."

The author has something to say: For children’s shoes that have never been there, you can search for Niushou Mountain Foding Palace

The Guoyun Building is actually the collection building of the Gu family in Suzhou. At that time, Jiangsu Phoenix Media Group and Peking University fought for a long time and finally got the collection back to Jiangsu (^o^)/~

In the next chapter, Nanjing’s perspective will explain his thoughts