After the fair-weather monk sent Tian Jingning away.
I sat at the foot of the mountain for a while and then returned to the mountain.
When he came to the kitchen hungry.
As soon as he opened the lid of the pot, he let out a scream.
"Where did the steamed buns I left specially go?"
This scream was very loud.
It scared the birds at the kitchen door so much that they flew up and made a chirping sound.
The fair-weather monk angrily walked to the door of the temple, stared at the sweeping monk, and said seriously.
"Did you steal my steamed buns?"
The sweeping monk was mechanically sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.
He raised his head and glanced at the fair-weather monk, then continued to sweep the floor without paying any attention to him.
It's like a programmed robot.
The fair-weather monk was so angry that he snatched the broom from the sweeper's hand and asked again.
"You are talking, you stole my steamed buns, you are still reasonable."
"Do you know how important these steamed buns are to me? If I didn't have these steamed buns to eat, I would starve to death."
The fair-weather monk's face bulged.
After giving up meat and wine these days, the wine-meat monk looks a little thinner.
The originally calm face of the sweeping monk became angry after the broom was taken away.
He didn't answer the meat-and-potatoes monk's words at all.
Instead, he directly stretched out his hand and attacked the meat-and-wine monk.
One hand reached towards the meat-and-wine monk's lower body, and the other hand reached towards the face of the meat-and-wine monk.
If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to react at this time.
Even if you have some basic skills, you can only defend a certain place at most.
But the fair-weather monk is not an ordinary person.
Although he is still far behind Ye Ao.
But compared to the sweeping monk, the kung fu of the meat-and-wine monk can still be seen.
All I saw was that the meat-and-potatoes monk jumped back quickly to avoid the sweeping monk's movements, and then...
It struck straight at the sweeping monk's lumbar spine.
The sweeping monk was staring at the meat and wine monk's upper and lower plates.
I didn't notice this move at all!
Without checking, he was hit and fell to the ground.
The meat-and-wine monk held the broom and put his hands on his hips and burst into laughter.
"Humph, it's a little early to compete with me!"
"You stole my steamed buns, and now you lose to me. I will punish you by making me an extra drawer of steamed buns tonight!"
As the meat-and-wine monk spoke, he proudly stretched out his hand to help the sweeping monk up.
The sweeping monk took the broom and said slowly.
"The steamed buns are not for me. I saw Donor Ye and Donor Yun in the kitchen this morning."
As for what to do in the kitchen, I guess you don’t need a sweeper to explain.
The fair-weather monk's eyes suddenly widened with shock and anger on his face.
"How can this be done!"
Ye Ao and Yun Miaomiao are not monks in the temple and do not need to keep the precepts.
You can go to the mountains to catch some game to eat, so why bother grabbing a few steamed buns from this poor monk?
Thinking of this, the fair-weather monk felt very angry.
Angrily, he walked towards Ye Ao's room.
Dong dong dong——
The fair-weather monk knocked on the door several times.
Ye Ao then walked out with a yawn.
"What's going on?"
Ye Ao asked somewhat speechlessly.
Did this fair-weather monk eat gunpowder?
Why was my face so angry when I came back?
Could it be that Tian Jingning said something unpleasant when she was at the foot of the mountain?
Thinking of this, Ye Ao patted the meat-and-wine monk's shoulder with his hand and comforted him.
"Tian Jingning is a little girl. There will inevitably be some omissions in her words. Just forgive him and don't argue with him."
Who should I forgive? Who should I not argue with?
Ye Ao is still pretending to be stupid!
The fair-weather monk was so angry that he directly attacked Ye Ao, shouting while attacking.
"Give me back the steamed buns, you thief!"
Although Ye Ao could kill the fair-weather monk with just one finger, he didn't want to do that.
So Ye Ao just dodged left and right, confused.
"Hey, tell me clearly. How can you directly blame someone? I stole something from you!"
Ye Ao asked while dodging.
The meat-and-potatoes monk suddenly felt a surge of anger, rushing straight from his toes to Tianling Gai, loudly condemning Ye Ao's banditry.
"You don't admit it, do you? I didn't expect you to be such a person!"
"I'm a monk. Is it easy for me to eat something? Why don't you go to the mountains to hunt those game animals, but you insist on grabbing my steamed buns!"
The meat-and-wine monk really cares about his steamed buns.
Under condemnation after condemnation.
Ye Ao finally remembered the steamed buns he and Yun Miaomiao shared this morning.
I still remember that Ye Ao praised this temple for its conscience.
Even the steamed buns are made so big!
Now when I heard the words of the fair-weather monk, I was immediately dumbfounded.
What a shameless person, this is originally the ration that the meat-and-eat monk made for himself, but of course he made it bigger.
"Okay, okay, then I'll pay you the steamed buns, so don't fight me yet!"
Ye Ao said helplessly.
Of course, it wasn't because he couldn't beat the fair-weather monk, but because Ye Ao was afraid that he might accidentally injure the fair-weather monk, and then the gains would outweigh the losses.
The fair-weather monk also knows how to give up when things are good.
Since Ye Ao promised to compensate the steamed buns, he would naturally not take action.
The two people stood steadily on both sides.
The meat-and-wine monk spread his palms in front of Ye Ao and said confidently.
"Then please return the steamed buns to me now."
Suddenly Ye Ao felt dumbfounded.
There was no fire or kneading person, so where could the steamed buns come from?
So Ye Ao said perfunctorily.
"Later, I will make a steamer for you later."
Ye Ao used the tone of coaxing a child to coax the fair-weather monk.
However, the fair-weather monk didn't buy it.
He immediately took Ye Ao to the kitchen and asked Ye Ao to make steamed buns now.
Ye Ao was really speechless. How could this meat-and-wine monk be like a candy?
So under the monk's instigation, the dignified emperor had no choice but to knead the dough resignedly.
Start making steamed buns!
Moreover, the meat-and-potatoes monk is not just a casual person.
The requirements for steamed buns are quite high.
If Ye Ao kneaded the dough slightly harder or lighter, he would be criticized by the fair-weather monk.
For a moment, Ye Ao was covered in sweat from a small piece of dough.
"I said monk, that's almost enough, right?"
"Didn't I just eat a few steamed buns from you? Why are you so petty and bothered like this?"
Ye Ao was helpless.
This meat-and-wine monk is really petty. Just a few steamed buns can make him so angry.
For those who don’t know, they think Ye Aoduo is a heinous person.
The fair-weather monk couldn't help but burst into tears as he listened.
So what can he do?
Since he stopped eating meat, his appetite has gradually increased. Without these steamed buns, he might have fainted from hunger today.