Chapter 17

It's a sport between running and walking. The second time he asked to see Master silence. Master silence is nearly 70 years old, but he belongs to the generation of Jing Zi. According to the generation, he should be his martial uncle. Master silent didn't like to meet outsiders, but he met him with Duan Hong's help. For Yan Xiaowen, this little human relationship is like a kind of creation. Through the conversation just now and the sudden phone call yesterday, Yan Xiaowen can conclude that Duan Hong needs what everyone needs, and that is money“ I didn't expect that the master still had so many cooking skills, but the temple building needs to be renovated? How much do you want me to take? Kuchan temple has no merit box, which is admirable. Yan will do his best. " Yan Xiaowen fills Duan Hong with tea again. Duan Hong thought: you are really a good man, but even if I am short of money, I will not ask you for a gift. I would rather go to the second master's wine cellar and steal his 82 year old dry red wine and sell it. What I earn with my own ability is mine. Otherwise, I will owe you a favor and ask me to do some unreasonable things“ Boss Yan, in fact, it's not the temple's problem. It's my personal problem. Now I'm short of money. I'm short of more than 100000 yuan! " In Duan Hong's eyes, more than one hundred thousand is already a big number. In Yan Xiaowen's eyes, maybe he drinks a bottle of wine or has a meal. However, looking at Duan Hong's serious face, Yan Xiaowen was also very cooperative. He pretended to be a large number and asked, "master, can you tell why Yan needs such a large amount of money? Yan will give it to you directly." Duan Hong shook his head and said, "no, I don't want to accept other people's alms. Besides, I'm not a monk. I'm a hairdresser. You don't have to call me a master all the time." All of a sudden, Duan Hongmin feels very uncomfortable. He doesn't like to trouble others, and he doesn't like to owe others things, especially human feelings. This time, if Yan Xiaowen helps him, next time Yan Xiaowen asks him to kill, he is willing. To pay off the debt“ Boss Yan, I'm sorry to disturb you for so long and break your elevator door, so I'm leaving. " Duan Hong got up to go. The light behind Yan Xiaowen's glasses flashed as if he had made up his mind and said, "brother Duan, take a walk. I have a good idea. I can make a lot of money in a short time." The appellation changed from master to brother, which is a lot closer.