"Ahem! Master Ye Shi! I haven't seen you for a long time, but you have a good family business!"

In the woods, Tan Zong walked out with a serious face, his eyes drifting on Ye Shu, and he didn't look at the sweet and sour pork ribs with a rich oil fragrance and meat fragrance in the bowl below.

The fragrant red soup is poured on top of the chopped pork ribs, which eliminates the shortcomings of the pork's miserable white flesh color, brings beauty, and at the same time, it also integrates the sweet fragrance into the meat aroma.

The leaf book is sweetened.

Ye Shu added vinegar.

Ye Shu didn't put any salt at all!

This is a great victory for the Sweet Party, this is the taste that belongs only to the Sweet Party!

The faint vinegar fragrance made Tan Zong swallow his saliva constantly, and in order to show a light breeze on his face, he couldn't make a swallowing sound.

In the worldly conquest of the world for half his life, Tan Zong has never eaten or seen such delicious food.

"Master come for a bite to eat, too?"

"I can't help it! Brother Ye! The monks don't eat meat! It's a sin to even think about it...... Amitabha Buddha ......"

Tan Zong warned himself, but his fingers had been hooked by gluttonous insects, and he kept rubbing them, and walked over enthusiastically to help Ye Shu add firewood: "Master Ye is so powerful in the technique of blistering! This spice is worth a thousand gold, have you gone to rob Wang Renze's grain cart?"

When he was speechless, he saw that after Ye Shu tasted the rice in another iron pot next to him, he stir-fried a large pot of chicken, and a friendly smile appeared on his face: "Brother Ye, you can't see it, your amount of rice is not small, such a big pot of rice, such a big pot of chicken, don't you can't eat it, it's a waste of ......."

Ye Shu glanced at him and laughed:

"Master Ye, Brother Ye, Brother Ye;

Sit, sit, please!

When I was cooking, I heard the master's footsteps and thought about doing more to entertain the master, but I didn't expect the master to not eat meat.

But I still have white rice here, so the master will just take it and eat some rice to wrap your stomach!

As for these ribs and chicken, I see that there are a group of young masters in the monastery in the forest, so I will invite them to eat!"

Tan Zong's face was embarrassed, he looked back at the forest farther away, and secretly praised Ye Shu's skill in listening to the voice, but he was also a little embarrassed.

I was so attracted by the smell of meat that I didn't even notice when my disciple approached me.

Really......

"Hey, hey, hey, I'll just say that Brother Ye is a good person!

"Hehe, Master has a deep Dharma, and he doesn't eat meat, but we are all vulgar and pure-minded, eat some meat, that's nothing!"

“……”

With a few laughs, the forest seemed to have suffered a monk disaster, and more than ten bald heads were drilled out in one breath, and you jumped over with me, like a group of wild monkeys, and ran over with a smile, helping Ye Shu to burn the fire and blow the wind, which was very lively.

"That rib is reserved for the master's daughter, you can keep some!" Ye Shu admonished, and tasted the pepper fried chicken in the pot, "This thing is your next meal!"

Okay master, eat!

If you don't believe it, it smells good?"

Tan Zong smiled awkwardly, but he took out a bowl first, and took out a bowl from the sweet and sour pork ribs in the big sea basin and put it aside: "My daughter's meal is small, plus his parents, one bowl for three people is enough, I'll send it to her first." You can eat as much as you want!"

After that, Tan Zong took the bowl and was about to rush to the small village not far away.

Ye Shu stopped him, put two large bowls of white rice, wrapped a small package of rock sugar in the ingredients, and said with a smile: "Eat pork ribs, the rice is the most fragrant!"

The girl's family always likes to eat something sweet, these rock candies, I 'got it unjustly', so I gave it to the master's daughter!"

A few bowls, placed in a wooden basket, are just full.

Tan Zong put up a palm "Amitabha", and strode away with a basket, the mountain road was uneven, but he was walking on the ground, and the monk's robe was fluttering, showing a fist and foot master bearing.

A group of little monks who were still hungry before, but at this time, they all stopped, their eyes were looking at the meat, but their hands didn't move, they just laughed, and chatted with Ye Shu about interesting things up and down the mountain.

After a while, Tanzong came back again, and he still had Jueyuan by his side.

"Jueyuan, you are recovering from a serious injury, eat more meat! Ha, my group of apprentices are rude, but they are quite filial, so let's use chopsticks! Don't let down Brother Ye's kindness!"

When the moon went down in the mountains and forests, the monks broke the branches to make chopsticks, and they didn't use bowls, and a few large pieces of meat went down to the stomach, and they all made a sound of satisfaction.

"I have lived in the mountain for more than ten years, but this worldly meat tastes like a previous life...... Tan Zong sighed, looking at Ye Shu, "Brother Ye, you have extraordinary skills, after going down the mountain, do you have any plans to make contributions?"

Ye Shu shook his head and nodded: "There are 'heroes' in the country, and each has been suffering for decades!"

Outside, the Tang Army and Zheng Jun (Wang Shichong's national name is 'Zheng') are fighting endlessly, and Emperor Zheng Shichong is originally a Hu man from the Western Regions, and he dares to come to my Central Plains to cause trouble to the people, and he can't be allowed!

Although I am weak, I can still do it if I protect the people.

If you have the opportunity, you might as well help Li Shimin, the king of Qin, to end the life of this Western Regions Hu Dog as soon as possible, and it will not be in vain to come to this world!"

Tan Zong agreed: "Wang Shichong is warlike and easy to kill, he really deserves to die!" But after all, his army supports him, Brother Ye must slowly figure it out, if there is danger, I may be able to help you!"

"I can do it too!"

"Add me one!"

"The king thief has done a lot of evil, Brother Ye, when you kill him, remember to call us!"

“……”

The little monks around, I don't know when, have stopped chatting, sitting around Ye Shu and Tan Zong, hearing Ye Shu's words, they all looked excited, and some of their family members who were harmed had already cried.

Among them, Jueyuan was especially serious, his eyes were full of revenge, and he knelt down directly to Tan Zong: "Ask Master to teach me kung fu! I vow to kill that Wang Renze and avenge my father!"

Tan Zongchang sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and looked at Ye Shu: "Brother Ye, Shaolin martial arts, not for fighting, not for the sake of teaching!"

However, some of the battle formation kung fu I learned in the world, I haven't practiced it for a long time, and it's quite unfamiliar, so it's a pity, but it's a pity, since you have the intention to kill the thief, I'll practice it again, and I can help you!"

After speaking, Tan Zong picked up the long stick of Qi Mei on the side, and practiced a set of spear techniques next to the fire!

More than ten steps in the open space, instantly by his stick wind spread, up and down, left and right, as you like, everywhere, so that it is a long stick, but more than a dozen steps away from the trunk of a tree, by Tan Zong stabbed out a small white spot.

"Today, most of the battlefields use guns and spears as soldiers, and my spear method must be intentional and unsightly, and my strength is free. Dozens of spears in a row, only pierced on an apricot, and only pierced the apricot skin, is considered a small success. Among them, there are twenty-three tricks of strength, five attacks, and three defenses of avoiding spears and seizing spears, and you can see ......."

In the original play, Tan Zong didn't want Jueyuan to fall into hatred, so he only taught him Shaolin Kung Fu, wanting to use Buddhism to dissolve the anger in his heart.

But now, after a detailed discussion with Ye Shu, he has taken out all his housekeeping skills that have been on the battlefield for decades.

For a while, Ye Shu and the monks watched from the sidelines, and they all felt that Tanzong's every word, every move and style, was like a spring forest mountain stream, sweet and indescribable!

PS: Thanks for the 500 tip of the Black Domain Revenant.