The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism
chapter-1305

The little old man said in confusion, "This fellow doesn't look like he's sick."

"I'm leaving too." The judges from France, England, and the other countries all bade farewell.

One by one, they walked briskly. Once they left, there was the loud revving of engines. It was as if they were afraid that they would fail to get something if they walked any slower.

At that moment, the little old man suddenly snapped out of his daze and shouted, "Aiyah! You wicked scoundrels! They are heading over to snatch the tea!"

Then, the little old man ran out and vanished in a flash.

Song Ming pursed her lips and said with a smile, "He just called Master Fangzheng an indecent monk, but now, he has the cheek to go and beg for tea. Uncle Li's skin is getting thicker."

Song Xian chuckled. "These old fellows are proud but for some things, they can be very shameless. They are all old children…"

Tang Ze said, "At their level, money and status are fleeting. Enjoyment is everything, so they live as comfortably as they can. To be honest, I'm quite envious of them."

"Elder Tang, it's easy for you if you want to, right?" Song Xian said respectfully.

Tang Ze shook his head. "It's different… We have more concerns than them. I'm leaving too. The tea market is back. I don't need to remind you what to do in the future, right?"

When Song Xian heard that, she wore a serious expression, "How can we make the mistakes of the past? This time, we've put in a lot of effort to get the chance to make amends. If anyone tries to sell shoddy products or short-weight, whether it's in China or overseas, as long as they are discovered, the entire industry will ban them until they dare to enter this industry anymore!"

Tang Ze nodded and said, "Make sure of the extent of doing so. Do not use cookie-cutter solutions."

Song Xian said, "We have a full set of programs to ensure that we will not malign a good person. Don't worry."

Tang Ze nodded and left with Tang Chen.

"Teacher, are we leaving now?" Tang Chen turned around and looked at the teapot on the table. There should be some tea leaves inside…

Tang Ze scolded him in a joking manner, "Alright, you're quite promising. After all, you're my disciple and you'll have a chance to drink it in the future."

Tang Chen chuckled and kept quiet.

An old man and a young man walked along the road. As they walked, Tang Ze suddenly stopped and turned to listen to something.

Tang Chen asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Tang Ze said, "Listen, it seems like someone is performing Beijing opera."

"What's so strange about that? There are plenty of theaters. Don't you listen to one every week?" Tang Chen said indifferently.

Tang Ze shook his head and said, "It's different. Those are big theaters. They are masters paid by the country to sing there. It's to pass on the legacy. If it's near Beijing, it's understandable since that's where Beijing opera comes from. There will always be a group of lovers. However, it's rare to hear someone sing such authentic opera in this remote county city. Let's go and take a look!"

With that, Tang Ze ignored the yawning Tang Chen and strode over.

At the same time, Salted Fish and Red Boy beamed. They knew that their mountain was filled with treasures. The two of them ran very quickly, eager to report to Fangzheng.

Soon, the two arrived where Fangzheng was watching the opera.

There were two people below the stage. It was unknown if it was Fangzheng and Squirrel. However, not far away, there was someone stomping his feet, blowing into his hands. He looked fishy; his actions a mystery.

"Master, Master…" Salted Fish and Red Boy rushed to shout when they saw Fangzheng.

However, Fangzheng raised one finger. Shhh…

The two subconsciously shut their mouths. Fangzheng pointed to his side, indicating for them to sit down.

The two fellows knew that Fangzheng liked money. They thought that if they told Fangzheng the good news, he would definitely be overjoyed.

Once Fangzheng was happy, the two of them would have a better life in the monastery.

However, Fangzheng stopped them from speaking a few times. The two fellows were reeling with anxiety, but they eventually understood what was happening.

It wasn't appropriate for them to speak now. They could only bear with it.

Both of them stopped talking and merely raised their heads to watch the show.

On the stage, the actors dressed in Beijing opera costumes were spinning around with great verve.

However, in the eyes of the two demons, it was nothing much…

They could not understand why Fangzheng wanted to watch this.

Salted Fish whispered to Red Boy, "I hope he ends quickly."

Red Boy said, "They were singing when we came. We were gone for so long. It should be over soon."

Salted Fish said, "Yes, that makes sense."

However, when the two little guys heard the actor's throat loosen, they became even happier. They thought that as long as the singing began, it meant that the plot was moving along. It should end soon.

A man in a fur hat shouted, "Chuan Lin Hai!"

Salted Fish and Red Boy were collectively dumbfounded!

Ten seconds later, Salted Fish subconsciously gaped his mouth. "Doesn't he need to breathe?"

Red Boy also widened his mouth. "I think that with such a singing method, we won't be able to return tonight."

Salted Fish nodded as well…

"Jingkuan, what are you doing? Why are you ignoring us?" Red Boy sent Squirrel a voice transmission.

Squirrel looked up, amusing Red Boy and Salted Fish. They saw that the little guy had a tiny pole between his upper and lower eyelids. Even so, he was already on the verge of collapsing.

"Haha… If you are sleepy, just sleep. Why are you doing this?" Salted Fish held his stomach and laughed out loud.

Squirrel looked at the two in contempt before imitating Fangzheng's tone. He enunciated each and every word clearly. "Sigh, you don't understand. They are nothing to us, but we are their everything. Since I've stayed behind, I need to persevere and seriously finish watching the show."

"Uh…" Salted Fish couldn't hold back his laughter when he saw how Squirrel was acting old.

Fangzheng shot a glance at the fellow and said indifferently, "Jingzhi, since you like to laugh so much, just keep laughing. Every time you stock will result in one meal deduction…"

Salted Fish was instantly dumbfounded. It was unknown if he should continue laughing or crying.

Red Boy couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.

Fangzheng said, "Jingxin, join Salted Fish. Laugh together."

Red Boy immediately felt like crying when he heard that.

Following that, Red Boy and Salted Fish sat there laughing like fools. Even if they didn't want to laugh, they had to laugh. They had no choice. It was for their meals…

Fangzheng concealed the two of them by casting A Golden Millet Dream. When outsiders looked over, they could only see the two of them sitting by Fangzheng's side obediently as they focused on the show on-stage. They had no idea that the two of them were laughing like fools…

At the same time, the man who was standing a distance away kept talking into his cell phone. "Are you dumb? I'm talking about Abbot Fangzheng! It's not those impostors! There are many fakes in white robes that carry a squirrel, but have you seen an imposter with a walking salted fish?"