"Reverend, what do you want to do?" Salted Fish was stunned. He was having a great time sunbathing, so why was he summoned?
Fangzheng said, "Listen; all of you are to immediately blow the incense, right now!"
"Uh?" Upon hearing Fangzheng's words, all his disciples were dumbfounded. Blow the incense? What for?
Seeing the puzzled looks on their faces, Fanzgheng first blew at the incense sticks in the incense burner. When the air blew across them, the ends of the incense sticks lit up before their burning sped up.
After Fangzheng finished blowing, he said in all seriousness, "Our monastery is at risk of facing an economic recession. With the snow, there aren't many visitors, causing a dip in incense offerings. This reduces our incense money. Without incense money, there's no money to buy various kinds of good food. Without good food…"
