Gongliang saw that the rice grains, round rolls, and chickens were eating with relish, so he asked, "Round and round, how does the monkey bat meat taste?"

Round and round holding the monkey bat meat "Whoop" and eating it in a big gulp, when he heard Gongliang's words, he stopped and thought about it, and shouted, "I don't know, I haven't eaten it carefully." ”

Gongliang is speechless, this fool has eaten half of the monkey bat meat and hasn't eaten it carefully, so to what extent is it considered careful?

I didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned to the little guy and asked, "Mi Gu, how does this monkey bat meat taste?"

"Everything made in Baba is delicious, and it smells like meat. Mi Gu praised it.

Gongliang rolled his eyes when he heard this, this is not meat, is it a vegetable?

He didn't bother to ask the chickens anymore, so he buried his head and continued to eat monkey bat meat. After tasting it carefully, I found that the monkey bat meat is not chicken, but a bit like vole meat, the meat is fine, fresh and lightly sweet, very delicious. In his previous life, he had seen a soup made of bats on the Internet, which was said to be delicious, and he wondered if he would try it another day.

Because he was so impressed, he still remembered the bat soup vividly, it was really disgusting - they didn't even peel the skin, and cooked it with hair.

That soup is abundant in an island country next to the Filipino maid.

There are a lot of bats in this island country, and the so-called "relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to eat the water" came into being with bat soup.

It is said that there are two types of bats on the island, one that eats insects and the other that eats fruits.

Fruit-eating bats often wander the jungle and suck the juice of different flowers as soon as the plant blooms. Therefore, the people of this island nation believe that these bats absorb the essence of plants, and eating their flesh will help people's bodies.

But no matter what it eats, a bat is a bat after all, and even the band fur goes down to stew in the soup is creepy.

Think of a black bat lying in a pot of soup with its wings outstretched, and you say it's taking a bath or stewing soup.

Moreover, bats fly in the mountains and forests all year round, and carry countless bacteria on their bodies, so they can drink stewed soup without peeling their skins, and it can only be said that the residents of the island country are really not afraid of death. But after peeling, the stewed soup can bear it, anyway, it's all meat, in fact, it's no different from beef and sheep.

Gongliang carefully tasted the monkey bat meat, and the more he chewed it, the more flavorful it became, and he thought that he must try the monkey bat soup in a stew pot when he had time.

It's just that the soup is said to use coconut water to remove the smell of bat meat, and he doesn't have coconut in his hand, but the red mountain vines planted in the space have the taste of coconut water, which can be replaced.

After eating, Qin Qing also preliminarily refined the Lingming Mountain Divine Seal, and when he opened his eyes, two clear divine lights shot out of his eyes.

Turning his head and seeing Qi Niang there, he said: "I didn't expect the Lingming Mountain God to actually harm the lives of the gods of the Cangyun branch of Tianqiong Mountain, so as to master the Cangyun branch and cast the divine seal with the divine power of the branch." He really deserves to die, he is not afraid that the main god of Heavenly Dome Mountain will condemn him?"

Qi Niang shook her head and said, "Since the Divine Court was destroyed and the Immortal Court was shattered, the main god sealed himself in the Heavenly Dome Mountain, ignoring the world. The small gods of the mountains are not congenital gods, some are incense gods, and some are secular royal court seals, saying that they are gods, but in fact, they are just a little more noble than the lonely souls and wild ghosts, otherwise how dare the gods of Lingming Mountain be so presumptuous. ”

"Ugh..."

Qin Qing sighed secretly, how could he not be like this, otherwise he would not be indifferent to his small temple.

chatted with Qi Niang for a few words, and saw that Gongliang was still sitting by the bonfire eating beautifully, so he walked over and asked, "Eleven Lang, what are you eating, take a little for me to taste." ”

Qi Niang listened to it in the back, and her face became strange.

Gongliang boldly handed over a fragrant roasted monkey bat meat, "Oh, here you go, monkey bat meat, it tastes good." ”

"Monkey... Monkey bat meat?"

Qin Qing thought of the monkey bat's hideous face, and his outstretched hand suddenly stopped, "Forget it, in fact, we gods, it doesn't matter if we eat fireworks or not." ”

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Qi Niang let out a "poof" and laughed.

Gongliang saw that he didn't know the goods, so he buried his head and continued to eat.

Since Qin Qing woke up and the sky was not yet bright, Qi Niang began to act according to the plan, and went to the believers in Qijiazhuang to meet Qin Qing in her dream.

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In Qijiazhuang, the old man Qi Wu was asleep, and suddenly saw a goddess walk into the house and said: "I am the seventh girl, thank the elders for their love for many years, and now I have something to ask for, and I hope the elders will help." Tomorrow, there is a desolate person riding a long-haired giant elephant to escort my husband Jun to gather the god of Yunshan here, and I hope that the elders will help welcome into the temple, and I will have a good reward afterwards, thank you. ”

Qi Wu woke up suddenly, and the dream he had just dreamed was vivid, as if he had experienced it himself.

Thinking about it carefully, the face that calls itself "Seven Girls" is not the Seven Girls God that is worshiped on weekdays?

The situation in the dream was too strange, Qi Wu told his family and the people in Zhuangzhong, but he didn't expect that many people would be entrusted with the dream by the goddess. The group gathered together to discuss it, and decided to take a look at it according to the words of the Seven Maidens. If there weren't for the desolate people who took the long-haired giant elephant to escort the god of Jiyun Mountain, they would only delay a little effort, and it didn't matter.

So, the group walked towards the outside of the village.

Gongliang took Mi Gu and Yuan Roll to sit on the back of the black mammoth Dorjee, stopped on the road leading to Qijiazhuang in Bowang County, and let the chickens fly to the sky to see if anyone came.

After a while, the chicken reported that a group of people came out of Qijiazhuang.

Gongliang immediately took out the statue of Qin Qing and put it beside him, letting the black mammoth Dorjee walk forward.

At this time, the morning mist had not yet receded, and the mountains in the distance were green and reckless, and the mist seemed to cover them with a thin veil of lightness, and seemed to cover a layer of snow.

The mountain breeze blew slightly, and the mist swayed and turbulent, rolling from here to there, rushing in the green fields. In a moment, the sun rose in the east, and the mist suddenly rose into the sky like a spring tide of melting snow, looking like curling smoke from an incense burner.

At this moment, Gongliang and Mi Gu and Yuan Rolling sat on the black mammoth Dorjee slowly walked from the mountain road.

The mist flowed under Dorjee's feet, and behind it was a thousand golden rays of light emitted by the first birth of the rising sun.

The majestic wind of stepping on the mist, the heroic posture shrouded in the brilliant golden light, makes people feel as if they have seen the supreme true god, appreciate the majesty and majesty, and feel awe in their hearts.

This situation made the believers who received the dream of the goddess last night awe-inspiring, and they knelt down and bowed down one after another, shouting loudly: "Welcome to the god of Jiyun Mountain." ”

Among the kneelers, there were gray-haired old men, burly men, middle-aged women, and some teenagers and half-grown children who came out with their parents to watch the excitement.

Gongliang didn't dare to hold it up, so he hurriedly jumped off Dorjee's back, stepped forward and helped a white-haired old man up, "Old man, what are you doing, please get up quickly." Rise up, yeverybody, and kneel like this, and the boy will probably be blessed. ”

Only then did the Qi family stand up.

The old man grabbed Gongliang with his backhand and asked urgently, "Are you escorting the god of Jiyun Mountain here?"

"How does the old man know?" Gongliang was stunned.

The old man hurriedly said: "Yesterday, the Seven Girls asked me to wait for a dream, let me wait here to welcome the Yunshan God, go, go with me to the Seven Girls Temple." ”

So, Gongliang brought the statue of Qin Qing to the Seven Girls Temple surrounded by everyone. But the Seven Girls Temple is not big, and it looks crowded to put two statues of gods. Gongliang took out some gold and silver and asked the old man to help invite some people to come and rebuild the temple.

It is a good thing to build a temple, and with his unjust big head to pay for it, how can the old man not be.

Soon, the old man asked people to invite a bunch of craftsmen from Qijiazhuang.

Gongliang designed the plan, planning to bulldoze the hill where the Qiguniang Temple is located and the hillside behind it to level a large piece of land, and then build a temple in front of the leveled land, plant fields in the back, and plant fruit trees on the mountain.

According to his thoughts, the project is a bit big, and it is obviously not something that some craftsmen can complete in a short time.

Therefore, Gongliang asked the old man to recruit some people, not only to pay them, but also to provide three meals a day. This is terrible, a group of people poured in from Qijiazhuang, some big and some small, old and weak, some men and women. Some of these people don't even need to be paid, they only need him to provide three meals a day.

With such a simple idea, how could Gongliang not agree.

Not only that, but he also told the visitors that among the three meals provided every day, meat is guaranteed for the meal, and a snack is provided in the morning.

This is counted as four meals, and when the Qijiazhuang people heard it, they seemed to be crazy, and they worked hard to do things.

With the hard work of everyone, the hill where the Seven Girls were originally located was quickly leveled out into a large area of land.

They can't help but be industrious.

You must know that with the current standard of living in Dayu Kingdom, you only eat two meals a day, and even only eat one meal when you have nothing to do. For the people of Dayu, eating four meals a day is simply a sin, but who makes Gongliang rich and rich?

He didn't produce the rice, meat, and vegetables for these meals himself, but he used money for people to buy them. As a result, the news of the rebuilding of the temple in Qijiazhuang spread all over the four fields, and people from outside came to watch from time to time.

When people from nearby villages heard that they could eat four meals a day when they were doing things here, they came to help, and they didn't want to be paid, they just had to eat.

When Gongliang was idle, he once calculated that there were two or three hundred people who came to help at most.

The elders of Qijiazhuang also came to persuade him to provide such a meal.

You must know that even the richest families in Qionglong County do not have such food, but Gongliang doesn't care at all, as long as they do things well and complete the temple as soon as possible.

Stimulated by wages and four meals a day, the people who come to do things are all desperate.

Some don't even go home, they sleep on the construction site at night and work at dawn.

It seems that this is not enough to express gratitude in my heart, and if not, I am sorry for the food I eat every day.

Thanks to the efforts of a large number of people, the new temple was erected in the mountains at a speed visible to the naked eye. After leveling the ground, but in just five days, two major halls were built, and there was a temple with a wing room on the left and right.

There are more statues of Qin Qing in the new temple, so naturally it can no longer be called the Seven Girls Temple. Gongliang discussed with Qi Niang, Qin Qing, and the elders of Qijiazhuang, and decided to change the name of the new temple to "Lingying Palace".

When the Lingying Palace was completed, Gongliang took out a large amount of ordinary seafood and animal meat from the space, and asked the most skilled chef in Qijiazhuang to take action, hold a feast, and invite the people who helped build the temple to eat. On this night, everyone who helped build the temple was full of fat and returned satisfied.

After that, Gongliang invited the elders of Qijiazhuang to the temple to discuss matters.

"Old man, the Lingying Palace is completed, and someone should be guarding here. I would like to invite the lonely, widowed and widowed people in our Qijiazhuang to come and guard the temple, and the fields and fruit forests behind the temple will be used as the temple property of Lingying Palace. If you are too old to do things, you can ask someone to help, and when it is ripe, pay 30% of the rice with him, and leave the rest in the Lingying Palace for your own use. It's the same with fruit groves. In the future, if there is a lot of production in the temple, you can also take out some relief for the poor and suffering people nearby, which can be regarded as broadcasting fame for Lingying Palace and accumulating blessings and virtues for everyone. ”

Gongliang said his plan, and the elder Qijiazhuang nodded again and again.

Now the people are simple, and of course everyone agrees with such a good thing.

You must know that everyone has old things, and now there are many people who live a hard life, Gongliang does this not only to reduce the burden of pension for these families, but also to relieve the widows and widows, which can be described as immeasurable merit, who will say that it is not good.

Gongliang also invited a Confucian scholar to engrave a monument to help the lonely, widowed, and widowed, and also set up a monument for the Seven Girls and Qin Qing to pass on and sing praises to virtue.

At this point, his affairs in Qijiazhuang came to an end.