This night’s conversation with Master Shan Neng.
Jin An learned many secrets.
Small drought demon.
The Ancient Four Symbols Bureau.
Mountain god.
Luo Gengyu.
Cave Heaven Blessed Land.
The age of great strife is coming.
According to the deductions made by Jin An and Master Shanneng, the group of antique dealers should be eyeing the Cave Heaven Paradise in Wuzhou Prefecture.
That Cave Paradise was either in the Cave of Thousand Corpses, or it was related to the Dragon King under the Yinyi River, so it took so much trouble to create a series of events.
While discussing with Master Shanneng, Jin An thought of another thing...
Master Shanneng has mentioned before that he copied scriptures for thirty or forty years, and then he became enlightened in one night at the age of 40, and understood the Buddha Dharma overnight. Could it be that Master Shanneng's overnight enlightenment was the result of the shackles of the world being broken more than ten years ago?
The first people to be affected, right?
"Taoist Master Jin'an, what do you think of Sakyamuni's Dharma?" Master Shanneng, who was wearing cassock, smiled and looked at Jin An, who was sitting opposite.
Jin An was confused: "Why did Master Shanneng say this?"
"Amitabha." Master Shanneng just put his hands together, chanted a Buddha's name, and smiled without saying a word.
Everything seems to go without saying.
Just at this moment, the aroma of food came from the kitchen, and the old Taoist priest's voice came from the kitchen: "Little brother, Master Shanneng, you can start dinner."
In the main room, the old Taoist priest has already laid out the dishes and chopsticks.
There are four sets of bowls and chopsticks in total.
From Jin'an.
Of the old Taoist priest.
Sword-sharpening.
Master Shanneng.
Tonight’s meal, it can be seen that the old Taoist priest made it very carefully and prepared a large table full of food.
Stir-fried tofu skin with carrots,
Carrot stewed tofu soup,
spicy tofu,
Fresh ground food,
Vegetarian fried loofah, cold bamboo shoots, fried eggplant, fried tofu skin, braised beans, and dry pot cabbage.
A total of ten dishes were placed on the table, nine dishes and one soup, all delicious and delicious. It was obvious that the old Taoist priest had really worked hard tonight.
Except for the fried tofu skin with carrots, it looked dark and burnt at first glance, just like the sharp sword following the old Taoist priest at this time. His face and clothes were stained with pot ash, and he looked a little disgraceful.
Jin An looked at the table of dishes with a surprised expression on his face.
There are only three people and one sheep in the Taoist temple. Where can we get so many vegetables and make so many kinds of dishes in the Taoist temple?
And now it's night time and there's a curfew, so even if I go out to buy vegetables, I can't buy them.
It seems that the old Taoist priest went door to door to borrow vegetables from his neighbors.
The old Taoist priest put great care into this table of food.
"Master Shanneng, I will offer you a glass of water instead of wine."
After the four people sat down, the old Taoist priest took the initiative to salute Master Shanneng twice. Master Shanneng, who was ruddy in energy and blood and did not look senile at all, raised a cup of tea and saluted the old Taoist priest in return.
"Today the poor monk came to Tao Lao Wu Zang Taoist Temple. He came empty-handed. He forgot to bring the courtesy and only brought a mouth and an empty stomach. Instead, he asked Taoist Master Chen to cook in person. The poor monk came unexpectedly tonight."
Master Shanneng had a regretful look on his face.
Facing Master Shanneng's politeness, the old Taoist priest said with a carefree personality: "There is a saying that guests come from afar. There are not many people I admire in this life, Master Shanneng, and you are one of the few."
one person."
"Just because you spent several days and nights reciting sutras for those innocent fetuses in Lingqian Township, Master Shanneng, you are an eminent monk worthy of my respect. You, my distinguished guest, will be my master for the rest of my life."
"Today I want to have a long talk with Master Shanneng all night long. It will be useless if anyone comes."
"Master Shanneng, come here, eat the food, eat the food. Don't just chat with me, Taoist Taoist, and try my craftsmanship." As the old Taoist said, he kept adding vegetables to Master Shanneng's rice bowl.
He picked up each dish, and soon Master Shan Neng's white rice was piled up to the top.
"I'm not an expert. I've been traveling all over the country for so many years. I've never tasted any delicacies or famous dishes from all over the world. But after going around for a while, I finally found that home-cooked food is the best and the best for longevity. So I've been traveling all over the world for most of my life.
, I often couldn’t find a place to stay in a town, so I drank from mountain springs when I was thirsty, picked wild vegetables to make a pot when I was hungry, used the sky and the earth as a cover when I was sleepy, and developed a good home-cooking skill. Just rely on my experience.
This home-cooked restaurant is located in Jixian Building, a favorite place for scholar-bureaucrats, so it can be said that it is also a great chef."
While picking up the vegetables, the old Taoist priest kept urging Master Shanneng to eat, eat the vegetables, and taste his cooking skills: "Among these dishes, only this fried tofu skin with burnt carrots was made by Xi Jian for you. This is
I sharpened the sword four or five times in a row, and the result was the best-looking vegetarian dish. I know the weak point of the sword sharpening."
When it comes to sharpening the weak point of the sword, the old Taoist priest bursts into laughter.
A third junior brother sharpened his sword and almost screamed out of his psychological shadow.
This time I finally found the weak point of sharpening the sword.
No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of cooking.
"Amitabha."
"Ever since the poor monk was sent to Bailong Temple by his parents as a child, the temple has always been a big pot of rice and he has never had home-cooked food."
"When the poor monk was sent to Bailong Temple, he was still very young. He couldn't even remember where his home was or where his parents were. He never had a home-cooked meal with his parents or relatives."
"Later, when the poor monk got old, he ate fasting and chanted Buddha's name every day, and he had no chance to taste home-cooked food."
"I didn't expect that today in the Taoist temple, along with Taoist priests Jin An, Taoist Chen, and the sword-cutting donor, I could actually eat home-cooked food for family reunion... Amitabha, the poor monk began to envy every brick and tile in this five-viscera Taoist temple.
, I have no fight with the world, I am free and easy.”
Master Shanneng was very sad.
Then, the eminent monk picked up the rice bowl and began to eat the rice with great gusto.
This is home cooking.
Got a home.
Only then did it feel warm and lively.
No matter it is windy or rainy, the sun or the rain is blowing, there is a destination in my heart, and the distance between the world is only a few feet away. Because the mind travels thousands of miles, the soul always has a destination that can protect it from wind and rain.
"Old Taoist, thank you for your hard work today."
"And it's your first time to cook and sharpen a sword. It's been a hard day for you too."
Jin An put vegetables into the rice bowls of the old Taoist priest and the somewhat gray-headed swordsman. The four people at the table ate happily.
What——
Baa baa baa——
The silly sheep outside the main room chewed carrots from time to time, and squealed with pleasure. The carrots crunched loudly in its mouth, and just listening to it made people's appetites increase.
A bright full moon hangs high, shining on the world
The lights in the Taoist temple hall were like daylight.
You can hear the crisp sound of silly sheep munching carrots in the night.
The old Taoist priest and Jin An bickered from time to time.
Chi Jian, who was a bit disgraced after cooking for the first time, ate in silence.
Master Shanneng, an eminent monk, found the taste of his childhood with his family in the home-cooked food tonight. Although he didn't have enough to eat as a child and was often hungry, the taste of the home-cooked food in his childhood will never be forgotten in his life. It was the warmth of home.
To be continued...