Because there had been some minor conflicts at the dinner table, Zhao Ran could not take the initiative to say hello to these Jingsha disciples, which would make him look too cowardly, so he stepped back to the west room while they were joking.
Jiao Tan and Zhou Huai were already snoring loudly. Zhao Ran climbed onto the bed in disbelief, covered his ears with the quilt, and fell into a hazy state.
"I don't know how long he slept, but Zhao Ran was pushed awake by someone. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the oil lamp on the wooden table in the corner had been lit, and Jiao Tan and Zhou Huai were putting on short coats.
"Brother Zhao, wake up quickly. It's time to go to work. If you are late, you will be punished." As he spoke, Jiao Tan had already put on his coat and urged Zhao Ran to get up.
Zhao Ran quickly got up, untied the package he received yesterday, and put the Taoist clothes on himself, but was stopped by Jiao Tan: "Don't wear those clothes when you go to work. Put them away. You'd better wear your old clothes." Just put on a short coat Do you think you are going to attend a ceremony?"
When Zhao Ran heard that it made sense, he immediately put on his original rags, picked out a short coat from the package, put it on, and followed the two of them out the door.
At the top of the moon, frogs croaking from far and near were heard from time to time. The three of them took advantage of the moonlight and walked down the mountain path, bypassing several small courtyards, and arrived at the trough house. Zhou Zhixiu, the head sweeper, was already waiting at the door of the trough. Behind him was a donkey cart. The old donkey pulling the cart seemed to be awake, with four hooves dangling from side to side.
Zhou Yutou handed the donkey cart to the three of them, turned around and left with a yawn.
The old donkey knew the way, so he didn't need anyone to lead him. He pulled the cart forward and stopped behind the stable. This was where the horse stalls were, and the ten horses raised in Wuji Courtyard were all kept here.
Jiao Tan took down a diabolo basket from the car and asked Zhao Ran to carry it. He and Zhou Huai took out a wooden fork and walked behind the horse stall. Jiao Tan and Zhou Huai forked horse dung and threw it into the bamboo basket carried by Zhao Ran. Zhao Ran held his breath and followed behind. Soon, less than half of the horse dung was piled in the bamboo basket.
The dung basket filled with horse manure was placed back on the cart. Zhao Ran let out a long breath. Jiao Tan and Zhou Huai laughed and put the forks back on the cart without saying much.
The old donkey was like a spirit, so he didn¡¯t need any urging, he just pulled the cart and left. Jiao and Zhou were not surprised, but Zhao Ran was surprised. He stepped forward and smoothed the old donkey's ears. The old donkey glanced at him sideways and raised his head, as if he was dissatisfied.
Following the old donkey, the three of them began to sweep. There are three private rooms in Wujiyuan. One is in the front yard outside Sanqing Hall, which is specially used for pilgrims to relieve their worries. The other is in the living room on the southwest side, which is used by lay people who stay overnight and Taoists who make orders. Both of these places are not commonly used, and the private room is very tidy. The three of them cleaned it in less than half an hour.
The most frequently used one is naturally the residence of the Taoists of Wuji Academy - the private room outside the dormitory. More than a hundred Taoist priests and fire-working laymen eat, drink, and have sex here all day long. You can imagine the situation.
The three people brought water, washed the tunnel, and then washed the floor. There is no need to describe the process in detail, otherwise it will be unsightly. After cleaning up the private room and moving to the back of the house, Jiao Tan opened the wooden board covering the cesspool in the private room. A strong smell of excrement hit their faces, causing the three of them to hide back. In addition to the stench, the manure tank also exuded a harsh smell. Zhao Ran knew that this thing could be used as energy, but he was not interested in explaining it at the moment.
After the smell dissipated for a while, the three men picked up the long-handled dung scoops on the cart and began to pour the dung into the buckets. They filled three large buckets before they reached the bottom.
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There are bowls and buckets for high-level Taoist priests at the entrance of each small courtyard. The three of them take away the dirt in the buckets and wash them with clean water. This is the end of the job.
The old donkey pulled the cart down the mountain trail. The cart creaked softly on the mountain path, like a cheerful ditty. However, Zhao Ran was not interested in feeling the romance of walking on the mountain trail at night. He I almost vomited when I was cleaning the bowl just now.
At the foot of the back mountain is a depression with deep pools of half an acre in size interspersed with it. The three of them emptied the dung bucket on the cart and then took it to the nearby mountain spring to rinse it. Jiao and Zhou took Zhao Ran to take off his short coat, washed it with mountain spring water, and then washed his hands and face. Zhao Ran's desire to vomit was relieved a little.
He finally understood why these two wealthy children were so unkempt. After finishing their jobs, washing up before going to bed and the like were trivial matters. Compared with cleaning, those habits were completely redundant.
Jiao Tan pointed to the invisible distance in the dark night and said to Zhao Ran: "The land at the foot of the mountain is all Fengtian under the name of the Taoist temple. The fertilizer and water used by the tenants daily comes from here."?¡±
Zhao Ran was silent for a moment and suddenly asked: "Brother Jiao and Brother Zhou, you two come from wealth, but you have to endure this pain. Is it worth it?"
Jiao Tan smiled: "Whether you want to or not, since you are here, you have to endure it. My family has spent a lot of effort to get such an opportunity The opportunity to come to Wuji Academy for miscellaneous cultivation is not mine, but Brother Cong couldn't bear the pain and fled back after only two months, so it was my turn."
Zhao Ran was stunned: "Escape back? Doesn't the courtyard care?"
Jiao Tan said: "Why should the hospital take care of it? My family's legs have been broken since my brother returned home. I'm afraid it will be difficult to travel in the future."
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Jiao Tan nodded: "Yes, as long as you survive this test, you can escape when new people come to the courtyard. No matter which room you transfer to, it will be easier. After ten years, you will be able to enjoy the scenery." Returning to our hometown. For me and other common people, this is the best shortcut to earn a future and livelihood. If luck comes and we get a chance to accept the ultimatum, then the years of hardship will be worthwhile."
Zhao Ran was stunned for a moment, then quickly asked: "Can a layman who is a fireworker also receive an ultimatum?"
"Those like us who have no qualifications for practicing Taoism should of course not have too much expectations, but it is not impossible. Every Taoist temple, palace, and courtyard will issue a batch of ultimatums to those who have the qualifications every three years or two. The best. But how few people in the world can practice Taoism? If this rule is strictly followed, I am afraid that there will not be many people in the Taoist sect. Therefore, there will always be some opportunities for ordinary people, or those with prominent families, or those with smart talents. Just like the forty or fifty Taoist priests who received the ultimatum in Wuji Courtyard, almost all of them are like this, and those who can practice Taoism have all gone to the pavilion."
Zhao Ran felt like a pot was boiling in his heart. He was thinking about how he could find a way to get this ultimatum so that he could become a noble Taoist priest. After thinking about it for a moment, he became discouraged. He didn't have a deep family background or support. To go further, the chances are really slim.
Thinking of this, he temporarily let go of this idea and chatted with Jiao Tan and Zhou Huai while following the old donkey back to the mountain gate. In the meantime, Zhao Ran asked, Jiao Tan and Zhou Huai were both wealthy children, why didn't they hire some day laborers to do this menial job of cleaning? Jiao Tan said that the most important thing in the Taoist Academy is to practice one's actions. Unless one reaches the top, it is best to work honestly. Cheating and cheating are absolutely not allowed.
Zhao Ran asked again, most of the fire-working laymen who can enter the Taoist monastery have wealthy families, so why do they live in such poverty?
Jiao Tan explained, again, unless you reach a high-level position, you should live according to the rules of the Taoist temple. The Huo Gong laymen only have one day off every ten days, and they are allowed to go down the mountain on their day off. It's optional, but in the mountains, there is no place to spend money. Food and clothing must abide by the rules of the Taoist sect, and no luxury goods are allowed to be brought into the mountain gate.
Zhou Huai added, Brother Zhao, you haven¡¯t seen how Brother Guan and his gang of house cleaners spend their days in the Taoist temple, right? People play cards secretly, and the jackpots they win are really huge.
Zhao Ran continued to ask, if the next batch of new lay Buddhists enter the mountain, he and others can leave the private houses?
Jiao Tan said, this is true. According to the rules of order, Zhou Huai leaves first, then I, Mr. Jiao He patted Zhao Ran on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, please be patient."
The old donkey went back to his trough, and the three of them also went back to the west room. The sky was already dawning, but Jiao Tan and Zhou Huai fell on the bed and fell asleep, snoring loudly.
Zhao Ran was also very sleepy, and soon fell asleep in a daze. This time he finally understood that this job was indeed confusing, and now he also joined the ranks of those who sleep with their heads covered during the day.
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