The next morning, Qin Di visited the Wuchang branch of Qin's Grain Store on the way. There was a large granary here, which stored 500,000 tons of grain.

He asked the manager to take a look around and flip through the accounts over the years.

The grain business is not easy to do. It must prevent fire, theft, water release, mildew, and prevent theft, as well as theft of the people below. For example, a small manager may greedily steal thousands of tons of grain and make huge profits by reselling it.

Qin Di is good at distinguishing other people's hearts. Just look at him and know whether the manager is guilty. Then he can look through the account book and talk to a friend to find the root cause. Therefore, the manager he chose was not a big problem. The manager he had chosen in the past was changed by him.

People are not satisfied with their hearts and snakes swallow elephants. Some people are honest without being managers. Once they have power in their hands and lack of supervision, they start to do whatever they want.

Once such a person is discovered, Qin Di does not intimidate them and physically punish them. For example, cutting off a hand is an act of the underworld, which is easily criticized and causes trouble to the Qin family. He just needs to send people to the government. With the power of the Qin family, they can get rid of their skin.

Then Qin Di hired a small boat and walked down the water, passing through Xiaogushan and Jiaoshan, and stayed on each island for one night.

Gu Rumei couldn't help but envy her when she saw the Qin family's house on the two islands in Jiangxin.

"Sir, are you considered a cunning rabbit three holes?"

"What cunning rabbit has three holes? This is a good place to practice! Take a deep breath, do you feel that the spiritual energy here is richer?"

Gu Rumei has experienced hair cutting and marrow cleaning and is about to enter the Qi refining stage. Her perception of spiritual energy is much more keen than before.

She took a deep breath and smiled, "It's true! Sir, can I stay here to practice?"

Qin Di said: "This place is mainly water spiritual energy, mixed with a small amount of earth spiritual energy, so it is more suitable for Yan Xue's cultivation. If you are the spiritual roots of earth, you may have to go to the Loess Plateau in the northwest, or the red soil in Jiangxi, and the black soil in the northeast to find opportunities. However, these places are fighting, and you are a girl, not suitable for the present. So you should continue to play the piano. Xianyinmen has a unique way of cultivation. You don't need to use spiritual soil to condense spiritual energy from the sky and help you improve your skills."

Although Gu Rumei understood what he said, she was still a little unwilling to accept it: "When I make enough money, I will also build a courtyard here as a leisure place."

Qin Di sighed lightly: "It is easy to build a courtyard, but it will be difficult to keep it for a long time."

Seeing that Gu Rumei couldn't understand, Qin Di was too lazy to explain in detail. God knows what will happen in the future?

In Dinghui Temple in Jiaoshan, there is an old abbot named "Huiqing". In the evening, he took a young novice monk out of the temple and took a walk on the island. Before he knew it, he came to "Xiangwan Hall" where Qin Di lived.

He stopped and looked at it, and could not help but feel surprised as the originally dilapidated military camp turned into an antique house.

Just at this moment, Qin Di led Yan Xue and Gu Rumei to push the door and walk out.

The old abbot clasped his hands and made a ceremony: "Amitabha!"

The little novice monk is too young, about three years old, and he also bows with his hands together.

Qin Di glanced at it, and immediately became interested, and said with a smile: "Old monk, it's rare to have this opportunity. How about you invite me in for a cup of tea?"

The old abbot saw a female relative, and two charming girls. He closed his eyes and recited a passage silently, and then said, "Thank you for your kindness, it's too late, just drink tea."

Qin Di asked with a smile: "Old monk, I have a crush on your apprentice. Can you give it to me?"

The old abbot was surprised and thought Qin Di had bad intentions.

This Master Huiqing became a monk halfway through the journey. He had a wife and a son in his early years. Because his wife unfortunately died, he became a monk and became a monk.

He originally had the reputation of a scholar and his intelligence was higher than that of an ordinary monk, so he practiced for 30 years and became the presidency of the temple.

He knew a lot about the dirty things in the world, so he turned around and left with his apprentice.

However, Qin Di and the two girls had surrounded them.

Yan Xue looked down at the little shaman, and saw that he had beautiful eyebrows, white teeth, red lips, and was happy in his heart. He reached out to touch his bald head and asked, "What's your name?"

The old monk quickly reached out to block her, thinking: "You female fairy, if you touched her like this, my disciple, wouldn't you lose your soul?"

"Female donor, don't do it."

On the other side, Gu Rumei had already touched the delicate hand on the little shami's cheek: "Tsk tsk, it's really a pink makeup, no wonder the gentleman likes you."

The old monk was so scared that he was at a loss and wanted to curse loudly, but he couldn't speak, so he could only keep reciting: "Amitabha, donors, please spare my disciple, he is still young..."

Qin Di smiled and said, "What's this? I said that I like your disciple because I want to accept him as my disciple and give him some luck!"

The old monk still didn't believe it and sighed: "What kind of luck can you give him?"

Qin Di said: "Old monk, you are half buried in the soil. I am willing to let such a young child escape into a monk early? Tell me, where did this child come from? If I can't explain clearly, I sue you to the government and say you are abducting and trafficking people!"

The old monk had a bitter face, his long white eyebrows trembled slightly, and replied, "Dinghui Temple is a large temple, with more than 500 monks. I have been the presidency for more than ten years. How could I do the trafficking of people? The child is called "Hai'an", which I brought back from Tibet. He originally had a master named "Haiyan".

Qin Di was a little surprised and thought to himself: "Is this Yan Xue's half-brother? Master Haiyan is too indecent, right?"

Yan Xue's hands and feet were trembling even more, but she didn't expect to hear from her father here.

The old monk continued, "Master Haiyan said that this child was picked up by him at the foot of the snow-capped mountain, and he also carried the Buddhist logo "Nine Warning Seals" on him, and suspected that he was the reincarnation of a monk. Master Haiyan was going to India to practice, so he asked me to bring people here and pass on some Buddhist principles to him."

Hearing this, Qin Di watched for a moment, breathed a little relieved, and thought to himself: "This is not Yan Xue's younger brother. He has spiritual roots, but they belong to the golden spiritual roots, which are different from Yan Xue's water spiritual roots."

Qin Di thought for a while and said, "Old monk, what you said is unreliable! Haiyan couldn't find a monk in Tibet? Why did you travel thousands of miles to bring your child here?"

The old monk said: "Master Haiyan said that if he stayed in Tibet, Hai'an would have a disaster."

Qin Di said again: "Okay, I believe what you said. Even if he is the reincarnation of a monk, do you know when his long-cherished wisdom will be opened? Maybe ten years, maybe thirty years, or maybe when you are old, you can remember it. I have a secret method that will allow him to wake up from the past within ten years. In this way, isn't there an extra young monk in Dinghui Temple?"

The old monk still couldn't believe him, not knowing how this young donor could say such strange words.
Chapter completed!