Farmer's Manor Fish and Rice Fragrance

Chapter 75: The Beautiful Monk (2)
"Miss, do you understand medical skills?" The young master's breezy voice came from above her head, and Qianxi quickly cheered up, feeling that his thinking was jumping a bit. After thinking about it, Sang Qiu said that the master planted chrysanthemums for medicine, so he probably regarded her as a The same kind of people.So he closed his eyes and said seriously: "I don't understand. I offended the master's garden, but mistook it for wild flowers. Because I have no money and nowhere to go, I want to exchange some money for survival."

The young master's eyes fluttered slightly, and he asked again: "Who is the girl? How did you come here?"

"He came here aimlessly." Qianxi smiled dryly.

The young master closed his eyes lightly, thought for a while, turned to Sang Qiu, and said softly: "Sang Qiu, go and get some money and give it to the girl."

Sang Qiu frowned, his dissatisfaction flashed, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he quickly responded and turned to leave.

Qianxi was still in the stage of astonishment, and when Sang Qiu walked out of the door, she returned to God and said, "Ah no! Master doesn't need it, you don't get rewarded for nothing, not to mention that I destroyed your chrysanthemum garden, how can I accept yours again?" money."

The young master shook his head lightly, and said: "My Buddha is merciful. You, a girl, will have trouble here. It's just that my temple is inconvenient to take in female relatives, so I can only give you money for the girl's use. The original Buddha blesses the girl to have a safe journey and find her sooner." A safe place."

"This..." Qianxi hesitated and didn't know what to say. At this time, Sang Qiu had returned quickly, took a money bag in his hand, and handed it to her reluctantly, "Here, you will leave early tomorrow morning." Temple."

How is it like sending a beggar?The corners of Qianxi's mouth twitched, and she secretly weighed the purse, which still had some weight, hey, a monk is quite rich.However, when we met by chance, she didn't have the habit of taking money for free, so she felt uncomfortable anyway, so she thought about it and said: "Master, although you are merciful, I also have my principles. How about this? If you help me manage that chrysanthemum garden, consider the money as my reward."

Sang Qiu curled his lips while listening, "You're being nice even if you get the cheap."

"Sang Qiu." The young master scolded softly. Since he scolded him like this, because his voice was gentle and pleasant, it was not scary at all.Then he looked at Qianxi again, and said flatly, "The chrysanthemum garden doesn't need to be managed at this time of year."

Uh, she's useless?Qianxi scratched her head and scratched her head for a while, feeling a little tangled, she needed the money and didn't want to owe favors, so how could she get it in a legitimate way?While in a hurry, her eyes accidentally caught sight of the Buddhist scroll under the hands of the young master. She would not pay attention to it, but she stopped her eyes because the words on the scroll were familiar to her. The words above are actually traditional Chinese characters!

"Master, are you reading Chinese characters?" After coming here, all she saw were ethnic characters. Couldn't help but speak up.

However, after hearing her speak Chinese characters, the young master's eyes, which had been as calm as water, were startled slightly, and then he looked at her unexpectedly, and then asked, "Miss, do you know Chinese characters?"

"I know you! I know you greatly!" Mother, this is much easier to recognize than their local characters, she is a college student! "Could it be that Master is Han?" Excited, excited, if the other party is Han, is it possible that she will go to the Central Plains?At this time, will it be the prosperous Tang Dynasty?Or is it similar to the Tang Dynasty?In any case, it is better to go back to the era I am familiar with than now!
Having said that, she took a closer look at the master and found that he didn't look like a Han nationality. Although the facial features were very thin, the high nose and deep eyes were very three-dimensional, which still had the characteristics of the local ethnic group.

"The poor monk is not a Han, but he is just translating scriptures." The young master seemed to be surprised, his tone became a little brisk, and there was a faint smile on his face, "I don't think the girl looks like a Han, but the girl said she can read Chinese characters , but why?"

"This..." Qianxi couldn't find a reason to explain to him, rolled her eyes, and simply bragged, "It's like this, I once had a dream, I dreamed of a fairy, he said that I was the reincarnation of a certain Han queen , so he gave me the gift of Chinese, and from then on, I can understand Chinese.”

"Nonsense! It's really the reincarnation of the queen, will she be so down?" Xiao Sangqiu was also polite.

"Sang Qiu, don't be rude." The young master said sternly, "The world is so big, there are many wonders, and the gods are obvious, so you have to believe it."

Seeing him supporting her cowhide in a serious manner, Qianxi wanted to laugh in her heart, but thinking that she was also a time traveler, it was unbelievable, and he believed in Buddhism, so she took it for granted.

Thinking about it this way, Qianxi had an idea again, and said boldly: "Master, if you don't mind, I can be your book boy for a few days and help you translate these Buddhist scriptures." Haha, she graduated from a bilingual school.

Sang Qiu opened her eyes wide in surprise, and said anxiously: "No, master! She is a woman! You can't stay in the monastery! The abbot will punish us."

The young master gently raised his hand to stop him, and said to Qianxi: "The poor monk is suffering from the lack of Chinese characters, and it is difficult to translate the scriptures. If there is a girl to help, the speed of translating the scriptures will be improved by leaps and bounds."

Qianxi smiled modestly and waved her hands, "No, no, actually, although I know Chinese characters very well, I don't read many Buddhist scriptures, and I don't know much about my family's characters, so I'm afraid I can only help a little."

"No problem." The young master said, "If you can teach me Chinese, I can translate the scriptures myself."

"That's it..." Qianxi said happily, now that she has found a "job", once she gets the money properly, she can go straight to the Central Plains!
"So, if you are willing to teach me, you will be my Chinese teacher. I don't know the girl's name yet?" the young master asked softly.

"Oh, you can't do it, you can't do it, the master is highly respected, just call me Qianxi." Qianxi quickly lowered her posture.

"The poor monk is not a master, but an ordinary Buddhist disciple. Girl Qianxi can call me Miaoyin directly in the future." The young master was polite.

Qianxi looked at him in surprise, Miaoyin?So feminine?It really fits with his gentle appearance, if you call it too rough, it doesn't match him.To be honest, her concept of beautiful men in ancient times is to have a head of black hair like a waterfall, and she never likes bald heads, but Master Miaoyin doesn't make her feel awkward at all. Instead, she thinks his round bald head is very pleasing to the eye, maybe , coupled with a head of black hair also destroyed the sacred beauty.

"Master Miaoyin, since it's settled, I'll stay here unceremoniously." Saying this, he cast a triumphant glance at Sang Qiu.Sang Qiu's mouth is so pouted that he is about to hang up the oil bottle.

Master Miaoyin nodded, "Miss Lao Qianxi. It's getting late tonight, and you can rest first."

"Okay, then I'll step back first." Qianxi said, bowed in secret joy, then turned and walked outside.

(End of this chapter)