"Are you secretly adding a meal?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly, Pei Wende was not as naive as Zhang Chusheng.

Let’s not talk about where the excess meat comes from. If it weren’t for the approval of the Butcher Zhang, no matter how much his mother prefers him, she wouldn’t have added meat to him every time.

"When it comes to this, is your dad at home today?"

Nodded affirmatively, Zhang Chusheng, who had just recovered from his excitement, continued.

"My father and mother know that you are going down the mountain today, so let me wait for you here in advance."

"You need to prepare things for you. My family has prepared them for you. My dad knows that you like to eat meat, so he specially left you a piece of high-quality pork spine."

At this point, Zhang Chusheng suddenly said in a low voice as if he realized something.

"Of course, you must not tell Zen Master Lingyou that I said about this."

Zhang Chusheng, who is a little man and a big man, knows very well in his heart that although Zen Master Lingyou didn't say anything, he actually hoped that Pei Wende could inherit his mantle.

Therefore, Zhang Chusheng didn't want Zen Master Lingyou to know that he had been secretly helping Pei Wende to "break the precepts".

Even though Pei Wende has always clearly stated that he does not want to be a monk, Zhang Chusheng felt that it would be a matter of time before the other party became a monk.

"You boy!"

I couldn't help but make Zhang Chusheng jump, and she was so amused that Pei Wende had to nod and agreed to the other party's request.

"I know, I know!"

"I don't know why you are so afraid of that old monk. You have only seen him a few times in total."

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Zhangjia Village, Zhang Butcher's home.

Unlike the general family layout, due to Zhang Butuhu's professional characteristics, there is a huge yard in front of his home.

Generally speaking, butcher Zhang would slaughter and cut livestock in this yard, and then put them on his own stall and push them outside for sale.

But since Zhang Chusheng started running his own "console", Zhang Butcher built a small pavilion at the exit of the yard.

On weekdays, things Zhang Chusheng brought from the town will be sold in the pavilion.

People with special needs in the village will also inform Zhang Chusheng in the pavilion one day in advance and ask the other party to record it with pen and ink.

Over time, the pavilion seemed to have become the "mailbox" in the village.

With the help of some literate children and elderly people, the people in the village no longer need to wait for Zhang Chusheng.

They usually place their own list and money in the pavilion one day or half a day in advance, and naturally, butcher Zhang will clean up and take care of it.

Occasionally, sometimes, butcher Zhang would directly place the livestock he slaughtered outside the pavilion for trading, which was a killing of two birds with one stone.

Look, Butcher Zhang is busy outside the pavilion now.

Cut the huge pieces of raw meat into pieces, and then tie it tightly with oil paper. This is Zhang’s daily work.

It is also thanks to only a few families in Zhangjia Village that Zhang butcher’s daily slaughtering tasks are not as many as he imagined, so he has the time to help others cut the bones, essence and fat bit by bit.

"Old Chu, aren't you finished your work yet?"

Just at this moment, an old farmer who had just returned from the field saw the busy Butcher Zhang and greeted him friendly.

"It's so soon!"

"Isn't this the Zhongyuan Festival today? I have to help the old man stubborn to distribute the meat in advance, otherwise the three brothers in his family will definitely have to make trouble again."

Upon hearing this, the old farmer also remembered the three conflicting sons of the stubborn old man's house, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"That stubborn old man was also a strong man when he was young. Who knew that after he was old, he actually had so many unfilial descendants. It was such a grievance!"

After saying that, the old farmer didn't care about the busy butcher Zhang, who was still busy, walked towards his own direction with his head shaking.

"Lazy woman, I'm back!"

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"This old man's mouth is still so broken."

While continuing to cut the pork, he watched the old farmer leave his vision...

It was not until he could no longer see the back of the old farmer that the big butcher Zhang, the big and thick, pulled his already wet clothes and muttered vaguely.

"Isn't your family better than the stubborn old man?"

"Sure enough, my Chusheng is still reliable. He has the brain of studying and has the talent for business. In another two years, he will be able to go up the mountain to hunt together..."

With a proud smile on his face, Zhang Butuhuo, like all his father, was proud of the future of his children.

"Chu Lang, how are you preparing the things?"

Just when Zhang Butcher's pavilion was busy outside the pavilion, his wife's voice came out of the room, and her tone was slightly urging.

"Don't worry if I do my business!"

"I have cut the meat from the stubborn old man's house and I will send it to him later."

He quickly packed the cut and boned meat into four parts. Butcher Zhang turned around and replied in the direction of the house.

"You rough guy, who asked you this?"

However, when Zhang Butuhuo Zhang heard the reply, his wife, who was busy in the house, immediately cursed with anger.

"What I said is, have you packed all the things you prepared for Pei Dadan and Zen Master?"

"Pei Dabang" was originally the nickname of Pei Wende in the academy, but after Zhang Chusheng's "dissemination", it has become a fixed name for him in Zhangjia Village.

On the one hand, it is certainly because rural people think that "famous reputation" is easy to support, but on the other hand, it is also because Pei Wende is a bit outrageously brave.

After all, when Zhang Chusheng was born, Pei Wende ran to the town alone to find a midwife, which avoided the difficult delivery situation of Zhang's butcher's wife being alone and alive.

At that time, he was less than ten years old, and he was just a little novice monk who had done good deeds and accumulated virtues by his side of Zen Master Lingyou.

"Of course I've prepared it a long time ago. I was the first to pack the things I gave them!"

Butcher Zhang, who was grateful, naturally would not ignore his wife and children's savior. He immediately patted the largest bag of things at his feet and assured his wife who was still in the house.

"In addition to the pork spine prepared for Pei Dada, I also specially prepared some fermented bean curd for the Zen master..."

"Even Monk Huiji, I have prepared a piece of Shaozhou tea for him to ensure that they are all satisfied!"

When his wife heard Zhang Butcher Zhang say this, she felt relieved. She was afraid that this rough man, who was careless and careless, would not take the things he arranged to heart.

"That's good. After I go to the old man juku's house to deliver pork later, remember to send Pei Dadan back to the temple."

"The child is good at everything, but he is a bit outrageous. I'm not relieved that he brought so many things up the mountain alone."

"Also, after you arrive at the temple, you must not call Monk Huiji anymore. Remember to call someone a master!"

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