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Ye Qiutang was really dumbfounded this time.

He only thought about generating income for Feng Haixuan, but never thought about the issue of belief.

Although many temples and Taoist temples are not considered formal, you can often see a Taoist god of wealth or the Jade Emperor in a temple.

Most people don't know much about it, and it's not wrong to go to the temple to pay homage, and even Ye Qiutang has only recently learned more about it.

Taoism and Buddhism are two different concepts.

The old man couldn't wait for a reply for a long time, so he asked again, "Is the price inappropriate? It's okay to add more."

If the master woodcarver is well-known and well-known, someone would want to double the price, but this little boss and his friend seem to have no reputation.

The craftsmanship is good, but he is not well-known yet. In the future, he will make money, but now the price is almost the same.

Ye Qiutang came back to his senses, feeling a little helpless: "Old man, it's like this. My friend has a special status, and it may not be convenient for him to carve Guanyin Bodhisattva."

The old man is confused, what identity can be so special that he can't carve Guanyin?What else can these craftsmen avoid?

In the next second, he heard the little boss say, "My friend is a Taoist priest."

Got it, got it, the old man wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, it was really embarrassing for others.

Fortunately, he didn't have to want Guanyin Bodhisattva. After thinking about it, "Can the three stars of fortune, wealth and longevity be carved?"

Ye Qiutang heaved a sigh of relief. The three stars of Fu Lu Shou are Taoist gods just like the God of Wealth.

It’s okay if it’s Taoism.

He asked again: "Fu Lu Shou is fine, it depends on your other requirements?"

Fu Lu Shou is carved separately, that is three wood carvings, and this is another price.

Wonderful!

Apparently the old man also thought of this problem, one price is 20, and three are more than [-].

Some of them were beyond his budget. Either he had no money, or he was tightly controlled by his wife.

Add some money and let someone carve the three statues together?

No, the old man still insists on carving Fu Lu Shou separately.

"This price..." The old man is not too embarrassed to bargain, after all, his craftsmanship is still worth the price, why don't we find an old man to turn around?

Ye Qiutang heard what he meant, and thought for a while, "Well, old man, let's make friends, 18, this price is auspicious."

The old man smiled, "Little boss, you are at a loss, can your friend agree?"

"My friend is in urgent need of money recently, otherwise I wouldn't be selling woodcarvings." Ye Qiutang casually made an excuse, "If the old man has a friend who is also interested, just help introduce them. There are not many woods, and the sale will end."

Whoa!It turned out to be like this.

The old man readily agreed, and then transferred a deposit of [-] yuan and agreed on an approximate delivery time.

"Huh~!" Ye Qiutang looked at the deposit and puffed out his chest proudly. He really didn't expect that he had such a talent for doing business.

Opening an inn is not counted, this is a serious business.

Things were settled, Ye Qiutang didn't delay any longer, he called Feng Haixuan directly and explained the matter.

He was still a little worried that he had decided on his own, 18, which was originally the price of two statues, and it was still a bit of a loss.

But Feng Haixuan didn't care at all, instead he was very satisfied with the price.

If it weren't for the fact that he was too poor and lacked too many things, he would never have thought of making money with woodcarving.

Moreover, all the recent ingredients were provided by Ye Qiutang, and they were still in excess every time. Although Ye Qiutang didn't care, it was impossible for him to feel at ease.

After the two discussed the follow-up, Ye Qiutang hung up the phone and opened WeChat, planning to transfer the deposit to Feng Haixuan.

The result showed that the other party's account did not have real-name authentication, and the transfer was unsuccessful.

What's the matter...

Ye Qiutang helped register WeChat before sending the phone to him. He used his phone number to register, but he didn't use his ID card when he registered, but hasn't Feng Haixuan verified it for so long?

Immediately, Ye Qiutang sent another message to ask.

Feng Haixuan looked at the message, his heart trembled slightly, his ID card, he was a Taoist priest born in the Qing Dynasty, where did he get his ID card?

He didn't know how long he could keep the secret about time and space, but his subconscious just didn't want to admit it now, or he didn't dare to admit it.

After thinking for a long time and checking the information again, he switched the voice input to pinyin, and slowly got used to typing in pinyin.

Feng Haixuan: You are the only one on my WeChat, and I don't have a bank card, so it seems that I can't receive money even if it is authenticated.

Since Ye Qiutang thought he was a Taoist priest in the deep mountains, it seemed reasonable to not have a bank card, but it was difficult to explain without an ID card.

Ye Qiutang really believed it.

I haven't been down the mountain much, and it seems understandable without a bank card, and I have been living in a Taoist temple, and I have solved my basic necessities by myself, and it seems that there is not much money to spend.

He thought about it, and came back with a message.

Haitang Inn: How about this, I will go to the bank to withdraw money when I have time, and I will give you cash, but considering that there will be a final payment to be credited later, you'd better go down the mountain to get a bank card.

Feng Haixuan was very entangled. The cash that was more than 100 years later was of no use to him, and he did not want to accept the money for the time being out of selfishness.

Feng Haixuan: Just leave the money with you. I'm not in a hurry to use the money. It's too troublesome to go down the mountain.

Ye Qiutang was speechless, how dare this Feng Haixuan is still a dead house?Just thinking about how to reply to the message, the message over there came again.

Feng Haixuan: If it is convenient, can you help me buy a small solar generator with a reasonable price, the voltage in the temple is often unstable, and there are frequent power outages.

Feng Haixuan felt extremely guilty for telling too many lies.

But the efficiency of the hand-operated generator he built himself was really too slow. After all, Xiao Qingxuan was still a child, and it was unbearable to operate it for several hours a day, and it was not good for physical development.

Ye Qiutang looked at the information in a daze, and suddenly felt that he was now a purchasing agent.

But thinking about it again, the little Taoist is indeed pitiful.

No wonder it took me a long time to send messages several times. Could it be that there is no way to charge due to a power outage?

It is understandable that his inn is located in the village, and the power has also been cut off. It is probably normal for such a power outage in the deep mountains and old forests.

Then when he thought that Feng Haixuan had made money, the first thing he did was to improve the living environment of the Taoist temple instead of buying, and he felt that Feng Haixuan was a down-to-earth person.

Ye Qiutang agreed. Ordinary household solar generators are not expensive, and they can be done for two or three thousand. He just needs to choose one that is the right size and fits in the cabinet. As for the rest of the money, he wants to buy more for others. Daily necessities or something to improve your life.

Besides the final payment, he planned to just transfer the money when Feng Haixuan was willing to go down the mountain to apply for the card.

Even if this matter is finalized like this!

Fu Lu Shou Three Stars, Feng Haixuan has done a lot of carvings, and he is quick to learn. He basically has a prototype in a few days, and the next thing is to carve carefully and work slowly.

The past few days have been busy carving wood, and Feng Haixuan couldn't help but regret that he and Ye Qiutang have less chat these days, and they are used to having someone talk to him if they have something to do, so now they always feel a little deserted .

Maybe it's a tacit understanding?Thinking of Ye Qiutang, Ye Qiutang's message came.

Begonia Inn: Brother, the customer said they want to see the progress, can you take a few photos here?

This address came from two days ago when the two chatted about whether it was too unfamiliar to call each other's names, so there was a problem of changing the words.

Now, Ye Qiutang calls Feng Haixuan Brother, and Feng Haixuan calls Jia Qiutang.

These two titles were all suggested by the thoughtful innkeeper.

It has been two days since he changed his mind, but Feng Haixuan still felt hot when he saw this title.

It seemed a little too intimate for him.

Looking at the information again, I can understand that a deposit of 1 yuan is not a small amount, and the customer's request is considered reasonable.

Feng Haixuan is now able to use his mobile phone completely and flexibly. After receiving the message, he turned on the camera and took a few photos to send over.

With a bang, Ye Qiutang, who saw the photo, was so shocked that his phone fell to the ground.

I rely on!

Ye Qiutang exclaimed.

Could that be a normal person's hand?How long can a normal person's fingers be?

I rely on!I rely on!I rely on!

Ye Qiutang picked up the phone, and clicked on the big picture again. In the picture, a slender big hand was holding a rough wood carving.

This hand is known to belong to Feng Haixuan without thinking about it. The big knuckles are distinct, the skin color is not white, but a healthy wheat color, the arc of the fingernails is just right, holding the wood carving, just revealing three small hand sockets.

Undoubtedly, this is a beautiful hand, and Ye Qiutang felt that none of the hands on the Internet could compare to this hand.

This is not the point, the point is that the length of the fingers of that hand is simply against the sky.

Ye Qiutang was 182cm tall, so his hands were naturally not small. The wood carving was about the same size as the previous God of Wealth. He roughly compared it and found that Feng Haixuan's fingers were at least one knuckle longer than his.

Damn, what kind of treasure boy is this little Taoist priest?

It doesn't matter if the voice is nice, but the hands are still so beautiful.

Thinking of this, Ye Qiutang felt a little embarrassed because Feng Haixuan's voice was nice, so he, a person who didn't like to make calls, always wanted to call Feng Haixuan.

To listen to other people's voices.

Now that his hands are pretty, he can't let people clap his hands for him to see if he has nothing to do?

The two of them have a tacit understanding up to now, and neither of them mentioned the matter of exchanging photos. Apart from their age and occupation, they have not gotten to know the other personal information in depth.

Ye Qiutang licked the corner of his lips, wondering if it's time to go deeper?

After transferring the photo to the old man, he immediately switched to Feng Haixuan's chat interface.

Begonia Inn: Bro, how tall are you?

He has always been a straight ball player.

Feng Haixuan stopped what he was doing, and was slightly puzzled when he saw the message.

Why did you suddenly bring up the issue of height?

Feng Haixuan didn't hide anything, he was still very confident about his height, he converted the measurement unit in his mind, and replied to the message.

Feng Haixuan: I haven't measured it for a long time, probably around 188 to 190.

Tut tut tut!Ye Qiutang clicked his tongue when he saw the message.

This height is absolutely unbelievable.

It's hard to imagine that a person who grew up in the mountains and had insufficient nutrition in all aspects could grow so tall.

The more I understand, the more I feel that the little Taoist priest is a great treasure.

"Boss Ye, are you busy?" There was a sudden knock on the door, which startled Ye Qiutang. It was his employee, the big sister who was on the day shift, who was talking.

"What's the matter?" Ye Qiutang opened the door and saw someone standing behind that sister.

The author has something to say: Ye Qiutang: I control my face, voice, hand, legs, and abs.

Author: If you just say that you are an old pervert, you will be done. There is so much nonsense!

There is one thing to say, it may be changed to the afternoon update tomorrow.

Things are going to be busy these days.

But the day will never stop.

Thank you for your understanding, little cuties.