In fact, Bu Zhanfeng already understood that it was too late, where would he have thought that the monks in the famous Fahua Temple were actually this virtue.

When the little monk helped Bu Zhanfeng to go up the mountain and enter the temple, Bu Zhanfeng happened to see someone stuffing some small purses for some little masters.

As soon as he saw this posture, Bu Zhanfeng understood that this was a reward.

Bu Zhanfeng vomited blood in his heart, although his family was originally rich.

However, after entering Kyoto, the cost of this journey is really expensive.

Originally, there was still plenty of silver, but now there is not much left, and the loss is imminent, Bu Zhanfeng believes that he will be able to pass this pass.

Even if you can't get by, isn't there still a daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion?

As long as Xia Furong or Xia Chiwan gives him something, he will have silver again.

Therefore, no matter how reluctant he was, Bu Zhanfeng also gave the little monk more than ten dollars.

Originally, Bu Zhanfeng felt that in this way, he could get the respect and kindness of the little monk.

Who knows, as soon as the little monk got Bu Zhanfeng's money, his color changed, and he pushed the copper coin back into Bu Zhanfeng's arms.

"It's not easy for the little monk to look at the donor, these copper coins, the donor still keeps them to buy steamed buns, or send them to call Huazi!"

Bu Zhanfeng was dumbfounded, and he gave a reward, why did the little monk's attitude become worse and worse?

Bu Zhanfeng glared at the departing little monk, thinking that after he was in the future, he would definitely come to Huafa Temple again, and then settle today's accounts with this little monk.

Bu Zhanfeng turned around and walked into the room to take a look, completely dumbfounded.

It seemed that no one had visited this room in a long time, so there was a layer of dust on the table.

What's more, there are a lot of firewood piled up in all corners of the room.

Where is this room for pilgrims to live, it is clearly a firewood room!

"Really? It's really a shame for the reader. ”

Xia Chiwan lived in a good wing, and when she heard the stupid thing that Bu Zhanfeng did, she laughed happily.

Sure enough, no matter how comprehensive Bu Zhanfeng is, there will always be something negligent on his part.

This Huafa Temple is a famous temple in Kyoto, and even in the Great Zhou Kingdom, and it is different from the small temples and small temples in other places.

The people who can go to the Fahua Temple to make incense are either rich or expensive, or rich and powerful.

Even when ordinary people come, the economy of the family will also become rich.

Of course, gradually, a kind of atmosphere has been formed in Huafa Temple, that is, rewarding.

Either you don't give a reward, and when you make a move, it will be a silver naked.

The dozen or so articles that Bu Zhanfeng rewarded could no longer be said to be a reward, but a slap in the face of the little monk.

The monks in Fahua Temple, since they were a little high and low, guessed that Bu Zhanfeng did not understand the situation of Fahua Temple, and Bu Zhanfeng would definitely be humiliated by the monks.

Sure enough, even a little monk could bully Bu Zhanfeng.

"This step of the boy usually looks well-dressed, but now it seems that he is a little angry."

Shi Xin thought for a moment and said.

The reward of more than a dozen pennies, even those of them who are slaves, don't look down on them, in the end, they are people from small places.

"The little family is angry, I think he is short of money."

Xia Chiwan commented unceremoniously.

In her previous life, at this time, she gave a lot of her selfish self to Bu Zhanfeng, so that after Bu Zhanfeng survived the autumn in a beautiful manner, she still had idle silver and had fun everywhere.

Xia Furong is not her, presumably Xia Furong must not have given Bu Zhanfeng a little silver.