The Shocking and Extraordinary Romance of the Great Sage

(4) The Butcher’s Whip

Chapter 21: Acquaintances from All Over the World

In the East Market of Nanyang, there was a butcher whose surname was Tu and who also engaged in butchering. The owner of the family, Tu Yefan, and his wife Shi, had a son and three daughters. The three daughters are married, and the eldest son, Tu Shisheng, takes over his father's butchering business and earns money by killing pigs.

Tu Shisheng had just married. He was a virtuous man with a particularly kind heart. He was considerate of outsiders and often helped his neighbors. Husband and wife are loving, and their relationships and careers are prosperous. The young couple is also a filial piety person, and the parents are also very relieved and comfortable. The family's life is like sesame blossoms, growing steadily.

Things in the world are not always smooth sailing. At the market, some idle people made up a rhyme:"Kill a pig, kill a pig, open the intestines and break the belly. It's exhausting and hard work, not as good as a stupid pig." Some people sarcastically said:"A butcher who does killing will spend his second life turning into a pig." Next home!" There was another mercenary villain who was looking for trouble. The scale he was given was enough, so he turned around and scolded him for his shortcomings. Tu Shisheng also admitted it and added more.

Tu Shisheng looked rude, but in fact he was open-minded and generous. Tolerant, not afraid of making trouble; able to give up, and plan more for outsiders; able to tolerate, win the trust of the public; capable, butcher the best and seek the best.

It's exactly this: if the eyes are dirty, the world will be narrow, but if the heart is magnanimous, it will be wider.

A half-sentence of insulting words is chilling, but a sentence of kind words is warm.

Tu Shisheng was very loyal and sympathized with the poor people in his family. Seeing that they were pitiful and had no food to eat, he generously cut off a piece of meat with his knife and gave it to them without charging a penny. In fact, there were children passing by at the market, asking for some meat. The adults couldn't afford the money, so they didn't care, so they cut off half a catty or three taels and respectfully gave it away. Seeing an old woman fall down, she put aside her business and went to help her, serve her with soup and tea, and wait for her hospitality. Seeing that there was no obstacle on the cart, he put down his knife and bravely helped.

It is said that Zhang Guolao rode his donkey upside down and arrived outside Nanyang East Market, preparing to take a rest. Then he folded the white donkey like paper and put it in the box. He entered the market and listened to the old man praising the virtues of the butcher, and he admired him very much. Then he held a bamboo board, beat the fishing drum, and sang passionately.

It's just an old song, everyone can listen to it happily. He looked kindly and shouted in a low voice:"Fellow folks, some of you want to be in a position, make money, move to a new house, have etiquette, or wish to have bad luck; some of you have family misfortune: gambling, drunkenness, car crash, casualties, poisoning." , beggars, and those who have been stolen; who are therefore dizzy, helpless, and unable to find a way to escape. I will teach you the trick, and I will not charge you any money. And don’t presume to be superstitious, it is just a reminder.

Fellow villagers, listen, everyone There were sutras that were difficult to recite, so people queued up and came forward to ask for advice. Zhang Guo analyzed them one by one and was good at responding. It is exactly this: they are relatives but not relatives, but they are relatives if they are not relatives.

When drinking wine with a close friend, Taoism is recited to everyone.

Thoughts. It is better to borrow from the past for today. Without the past, it is impossible to become the present. We know each other all over the world, and our close friends are fellow villagers.

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Zhang Guolao analyzed it thoroughly and the villagers were convinced. Several people lamented that the butcher was slaughtering Shisheng. After hearing this, Guo Lao was so moved that he couldn't help but beat the fishing drum and composed a song of emotion:

I was shocked to hear that the thunder rice was like mud, and when it rained on the vernal equinox, there were few patients.

In the middle of the month, there must be three days, and there are cotton, beans and wheat everywhere.