Cai Gen was sitting in his wife's car, feeling uneasy all the time, not because of the strange events in the past few days, but because his wife drove very fast and kept overtaking. The ten-year-old car felt like being driven out of F1.
Drifted through a corner.
I silently put on my seat belt and grabbed the passenger armrest with my right hand. I didn't dare to persuade him because I was afraid that my wife would get angry. I was once kicked out by my wife because I was giving instructions in the car, so I had to take a taxi home.
Once you leave the small town, there are very few buildings. They are all bungalows and large expanses of wilderness.
The fields in winter are full of cut corn stubble.
Most of the body has been lost, and the fruit has been dedicated. Only the rhizome and a small part of the remnant are left exposed on the ground. Even if only a small part is left, the top is very sharp, like a murder weapon, standing proudly.
It's poor corn crumbs.
It seems that I am telling Han Feng how hard I have worked hard in the past year. Although I look like this now, I used to be very tall and straight. Even though I look like this now, I am still stunned.
In just a few more months, the tractor will wipe out the remaining traces and crush the only support.
This master's family is located in a certain village at the edge of urban and rural areas. It is said that it is famous far and wide. How famous is it?
Cai Gen knew it as soon as he entered the village.
First I passed a primary school. It had no walls, a few classrooms, no playground, no basketball hoops. It was all land and not very flat. There were no children in class on weekends.
Then we passed the village committee and saw two brick houses, which were very dilapidated. The only thing brand new was the sign of the unit.
There is also a flattened loudspeaker hanging on a telegraph pole in front of the village committee. I don't know if it can still produce sound.
Then, we arrived near the master's house.
Why are there so many hotel signs? In a small village, this is strange.
Cai Gen asked his wife,
"Are there any scenic spots here? I haven't heard of mountains or rivers. Who stays in these hotels?"
While driving on the bumpy village road, my wife explained to Cai Gen,
"This master is very famous, but he only answers people's questions in the morning. He doesn't eat after lunch, chants sutras and worships Buddha, so people waiting in line queue up in advance. As time goes by, there are more and more people, and some people have to queue up all night.
There are some people who have a long way to go, but they are not interested that day, so they need to stay here. When the master's neighbors saw the business opportunity, they opened a hotel to accommodate those who were waiting in line and those who had a long way to go."
Hearing this answer, Cai Gen was completely stunned. Is it such an exaggeration? In any business with scarce resources, a unicorn can become a top player.
Along the way, there are no less than 10 hotels, and what comes into view is a row of cars, including Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Toyota and Honda. Looking at the license plates, there are very few local cars. These must be those who come here because of their reputation.
After parking the car, my wife started talking on the phone. After talking for a while, she took Cai Gen out of the car and walked into a hotel. Cai Gen didn't understand. Do we have to stay all night and queue up? Looking at my wife's mysterious look, I also
No questions asked, just follow.
Walking into the courtyard, it was an ordinary rural home with a few vacant rooms. After a little tidying up, it turned into a hotel. My wife found the owner and started communicating cordially.
"Second sister, have you got your number? Is it about this morning?"
The shop owner is a woman in her 40s. She is dressed in a city-like manner, but she looks a bit older. She seems to be very familiar with her when she sees her.
"Yuanyuan, you're here. If you call me, can I help you? On the 36th, there will be about 40 people in the morning, so I can definitely do it."
After saying that, he took out a piece of white paper from his pocket, with the number 36 written on it with a ballpoint pen. My wife took the piece of paper, put it in her pocket, took out 200 yuan, and stuffed it into the shopkeeper's pocket.
"Second sister, thank you so much. Give me a call when you go to the city."
The shopkeeper began to decline, reaching into his pocket as if to take out the money.
"Yuanyuan, tell me, why are you talking about this? Is it such a big deal? No, you take it back."
The wife quickly pressed the shop owner’s hand and said angrily,
"Second sister, why don't you do it? The number outside is already 500. I'm already very embarrassed. If you don't want it, I won't call you if anything happens in the future."
The shop owner probably pretended to refuse, so he naturally put his hand in his pocket and quickly urged,
"Okay, hurry up and don't miss the call."
After saying that, he glanced at Cai Gen. He didn't know what his relationship was with Yuanyuan, so he didn't talk to her.
My wife didn't seem to want Cai Gen to meet these people, so she didn't introduce them to them. She just said hello and walked out of the hotel.
After Cai Gen left the hotel, he took out the white piece of paper from his wife's pocket.
Yes, it should be cut from A4 paper, about the size of a business card, with stubble on the edges. It's not very neat, but it's written casually, "No. 36", that's it?
It's not the hospital's expert number, it's not the number you get when you buy a car, or it's not a lottery number, but it's 200 yuan, it doesn't matter 500 yuan, or you can line up here all night to stay in a hotel.
Looking at the piece of paper, Cai Gen's values were distorted. The best result for delivering food overnight was 500 or 600, which only happened a few times a year. The most important thing is that this is pure profit, and there are no costs to be deducted.
The wife looked at Cai Gen in a daze, grabbed the piece of paper, put it in her pocket, and motioned to follow.
Cai Gen followed his wife numbly, still not understanding, and asked in a low voice,
"The cost of counterfeiting this account is a bit low. Just take a piece of white paper and write it down. There is no anti-counterfeiting."
My wife turned around and glanced at Cai Gen with disdain, as if she had heard a joke.
"Everyone who comes here to see things believes that there is a god standing three feet above their head. God is watching what people do. Who dares to lie in front of the master?"
This theory is indeed established. Those who don’t believe it can’t come, and no one who believes it dares. The moral bottom line here is very high, surprisingly high.
The prices are a bit more expensive, but the prices are clearly marked, there is no cheating, no deception, and it is completely equal and fair.
It seems that if people have faith, they will have a bottom line in doing things and will not break the rules. Without faith, they will have nothing to fear.
Another possibility is that the two worlds have different world views and values and respect each other.
I followed my wife along the parked car on the roadside and walked a long way before arriving at a private courtyard.
This courtyard gate is very grand, very grand.
In Cai Gen's impression, apart from those scenic spots, he had only seen it in TV dramas, and it was the palace in the Qing palace drama.
There are two stone lions on both sides of the courtyard entrance. I don’t know what kind of material they are made of, but they come alive in the sunlight.
The big black iron door is thick, safe, and tall.
There are several yellow symbols stuck on the door frame, the meaning of which is unknown, and there are several small mirrors on the top.
There is also a surveillance camera next to the small mirror.
The courtyard wall is very high and covered with marble tiles. It is very high-end and even has a barbed wire fence on it.
The most eye-catching thing is that there are slogans and metal-framed advertisements on the walls of the courtyard.
"Admit your mistakes, be confident, and be humble."
"Be grateful, be content, and do nothing."
"Be willing, tolerate, and awaken."
This is a bit interesting, and it obviously doesn’t match the atmosphere of this small rural area.
Cai Gen stared at the slogan. Is this considered one of the realms of life?
Anyone who comes to see the master should first reflect on themselves and see which realm level they belong to, and then choose what they need to do?
