Chapter 937 (1/2)
”It's really a pity that the other party doesn't agree with you! Why don't you keep it? After the demolition, let's build a more magnificent temple with cement and steel bars! ”
Yu Du advised.
”OK ~ then dismantle it!”
The fat monk clenched his teeth and said.
Not to mention the value of mahogany, the new temple will be his talk. He can't refuse this temptation.
The four men took tools and certificates and walked to the gate of the temple.
The gate of the temple is a wooden archway.
This is the Fengshen memorial archway, which records the resume of each Fengshen person.
This is similar to the chastity archway in ancient times. Those women who deserve respect get the archway, which is not only a reward, but also a warning to the world to learn from this person.
There are many kinds of memorial archways. Because they are temples, the memorial archways for foundation laying need to be issued by the government, but Yulong temple does not.
The temple with only one memorial archway really looks shabby.
It is natural to dismantle the memorial archway before dismantling the temple.
”Spare time, you go first!”
The man with sharp nosed monkey cheeks stood there, handed Yu Du the tools in his hand and urged others to do it first!
”Then I'll dismantle the first wood ~”
I didn't think about anything else. The chisel handed over by the sharp nosed men all over the country hit the memorial archway.
Seeing that Yu Du was going to do it, the fat monk was unwilling to fall behind. He took an axe from the man behind him and cleaved towards the archway.
See the two principals said to start, and another demolition team member also swung a steel drill.
The man with sharp lips and monkey cheeks didn't do it. He stared at the three people with big eyes.
Brush!
Suddenly, the man with sharp nosed monkey cheeks felt a flower in front of him. After recovering his eyesight, he looked at where there were still a few people in front of him.
”Shit?”
”No... master ~ I'm wrong!”
Poop!
The man with a sharp mouth fell on his knees and kowtowed to the temple.
Li's courtyard.
Li Yingfu peeled the watermelon and left the watermelon bag.
Nannan squatted in front of Li Yingfu, nibbling at a watermelon in one hand and staring at Li Yingfu's knife.
Click!
Nannan bit the watermelon hard and left a small gap in the watermelon teeth.
”Grandpa, what are you doing?”
Nannan opened her mouth and asked. The watermelon juice in her mouth trickled down the corner of her mouth.
”Make watermelon cream!”
Li Yingfu replied.
Then put the cut watermelon bag into a jar, put on a layer of mirabilite, then put on a layer of watermelon bag, and then spread a layer of mirabilite.
So repeatedly, after filling a jar, change another jar.
”What does watermelon cream do?”
The girl is so strange.
”It's for throat fire!”
Li Yingfu looked up at Nannan and explained.
When Li Lin was so old, he also asked him, and he also talked about it over and over again.
”What is getting angry?”
The girl tilted her head.
”Get angry...”
……
”Watermelon cream! It's a kind of blowing medicine ~ a little can cure a sore throat! ”
Li Yingfu said, then glanced at the watermelon and Mirabilite in the jar.
Watermelon in early summer is not the best raw material for watermelon cream, but many people get angry in early summer.
It will take at least seven days for these cans to produce watermelon cream.
Now several children in the village have tongue ulcers.
The problem is, the house is full of watermelons. One afternoon, Li Gensheng sent a lot of watermelons to his neighbors. There are still a large number in the house.
Li Yingfu thought that it would be better to make watermelon cream than to break the endless watermelon.
Poor quality watermelon cream doesn't matter. No matter how bad watermelon cream is, it's faster than going to the hospital for medicine and injection. The key is cheap.
In the evening, when Li Lin came back from Yulong temple, he was shocked to see the watermelons in the yard.
I immediately wanted to ask what happened to these watermelons.