At the same time, although Fang Zheng knows a lot about carving, there are some things that he has not experienced is not experienced, and he can understand it if he is not stuffed by the system. The pure and scattered people are talking about natural practice and the way of nature, and Founder has also benefited a lot.

The two took what they needed, and the more they talked, the happier they became, and in the end they forgot the time, forgot to eat, and chatted all day.

On the side, the lone wolf lay motionless, looking weak. Whenever the two of them looked over, he took a deep breath, sucked his stomach back, and showed the belly to the two of them. However, the rise of the two chatting directly ignored his belly......

The lone wolf looked up at the birds flying in the sky, and muttered silently in his heart: "In the future, I will never go down the mountain!

When the two of them came back to their senses, it was already the sun slanting westward, and the sun was shining on the bodies of the square and pure people, and the two people seemed to be lit up from a picture scroll at that moment, which was very eye-catching, like a real Buddha and a fairy!

"Huh......" Qingjing Sanren put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at Fang Zhengdao with an unsatisfied face: "It is said that wine is less than a thousand cups of confidants, and I didn't understand it before, but today I understand it." If you are not a fellow believer, you will often leave after saying no more than three words to the Taoist temple of the poor Dao. I didn't have the interest to continue chatting, but when I talked to the mage like this, I actually felt like I had forgotten to sleep and eat, and I was hearty. It's a wonderful feeling......"

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said, "That's true, it feels really good." ”

Qingjing Sandao: "I patronized and chatted, and I forgot to eat." The mage waits, and the poor road will come when he goes. ”

After speaking, the Qingjing Sanren went to the backyard, and as soon as the Qingjing Sanren left, the lone wolf immediately got up and snorted, "Master, you have finally finished talking, and finally remembered to eat." Aren't you hungry?"

Fang Zheng touched his belly, shook his head and said, "Don't say it, I'm really not hungry." ”

The lone wolf was speechless for a moment, he prepared countless words, and was stunned by this answer.

Just as the lone wolf was pondering how to make Fang Zheng realize that he had ignored the problem of his apprentice's stomach, the Qingjing Sanren came, holding a plate with some delicate little pastries in his hand. These sweets come in a variety of shapes, surrounded by a fence made of bamboo-like pastries, with various flowers and small trees in the middle. At the same time, there are some fruits dotted in the middle, and at a glance, it looks like a shrunken world with huge fruits...... It's more like a painting than a pastry.

Qingjing Sanren put the plate on the table, Fang Zheng looked at these pastries with a surprised face and asked the question in the heart of the lone wolf: "Real person, can this be eaten? No, the poor monk means, such a delicate and beautiful thing, the poor monk is a little unpalatable." ”

There is also a meaning, such a little thing is not enough for the poor monk to eat! What's more, the poor monk also has a dog with a big stomach!

However, Qingjing Sanren obviously didn't expect so much, thinking that Fang Zheng was asking the question in his words, and said with a slight smile: "This is what Poor Dao made this morning, and I originally planned to eat it at noon." It's good that you're here, otherwise there are so many, and the poor people will be worried about how to eat. You're welcome, eat more. ”

When Fang Zheng heard this, he almost cried, this thing is not polite? If this is not welcome, it is estimated that this little thing is not enough for a lone wolf to lick with his tongue.

The lone wolf couldn't help it and wanted to say something, Fang Zheng quickly pinched his tail and told him to be honest.

Although he dislikes this thing a little, Fang Zheng also understands. The situation of the pure scattered person is similar to his, the only difference is that the pure scattered person does not have the help of the system. And without the help of the system, in such a remote place, most of them are also poor ghosts! It is already good to have food, and you can't force it.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Amitabha, since this is the case, the poor monk is not welcome." ”

After speaking, Fang Zheng picked up a small bamboo in the eyes of the pure and scattered people, and after putting it in his mouth, Fang Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up. I thought that although there were beautiful dim sum in this barren mountain range, it might not be delicious. After all, he is a person who is used to eating crystal rice and cold bamboo, and his mouth is tricky. However, after this mouthful, Fang Zheng was very surprised.

The bamboo seems to be made of glutinous rice, and it is very meaty after the entrance, and there is a kind of bamboo fragrance when you taste it carefully, and there is a little sweetness in it. After eating it, I felt a desire to eat it if I didn't like it.

Fang Zheng looked at Qingjing Sandao in surprise: "Amitabha, this snack is really delicious." ”

Qingjing Sanren said with a smile: "When I didn't practice the poor way, I learned some pastry making skills. When I went deep into the mountains and had nothing to do, I tried to integrate everything I could eat around me into the pastry. The one you eat is made by incorporating the aroma of bamboo into the pastry with some special techniques. If you like it, try this again. ”

As he spoke, the Pure Scatterer dug out a piece of the grass and put it in a square bowl.

Fang Zheng clamped it and put it in his mouth, and a unique fragrance immediately spread after entering the mouth, and the feeling was ...... Fang Zheng almost subconsciously said: "The taste of willow sprouts!"

Qingjing Sanren pursed his lips and smiled: "The mage guessed about the same, this is the glutinous rice we have here, which is infused with the most tender part of an artemisia species, kneaded and made with glutinous rice. ”

Fang Zheng listened while feeling the near-perfect taste in his mouth, and at the same time picked up other snacks and put them in his mouth, admiring while eating, and Qingjing Sanren explained the method on the side. And in this process, the pure and scattered people didn't eat at all, just sat in front of Fang Zheng like a big sister so gently, smiling gently, looking at Fang Zheng, and the eyes became warmer and warmer in the communication between the two people.

And Fangzheng's temperament is originally more like the big boy next door, and the two of them sit like this, like sisters and brothers who have crossed the barrier of Buddhism. Extremely warm......

Of course, in this warm picture, there is also a poor wolf who is ignored, sticking out his tongue and pulling his square legs from time to time to play hooligans. It's a pity that it was ignored......

Of course, Fang Zheng will not patronize his own food, after tasting every snack, he began to persuade the clean and scattered people to eat, and at the same time take one or two and throw them to the lone wolf, the lone wolf is already hungry and crazy, and he is about to gnaw the bark. Something to eat came, the big mouth opened wide, swallowed the snack in one bite, and then clicked the mouth, looking at Fang Zheng cutely, as if asking: "Did I get it? Why don't I feel like I've eaten?"

Seeing this, Fang Zheng was also helpless, although the pastry was very delicate, it was also very small. Such a little pastry is really ...... for the big mouth of a lone wolf Fang Zheng can't do anything about it, it's good that the pure and scattered people are willing to receive them.