"Let's go. Gu Zhirong stretched out his hand and poked Lu Shui's head, "Why are you sad for no reason, now is not the time to reminisce about the past, the most important thing now is to fill your stomach, otherwise, how can you have the strength to fight with those people?"

Hearing Gu Zhirong say this, Lu Shui seemed to cooperate with her words, and her stomach immediately "growled" a few times.

Lu Shui was embarrassed to get up, covered his stomach, raised his head, looked at Gu Zhirong with a little resentment and said, "Miss is really, I feel hungry when I mention food!"

Gu Zhirong walked all the way with the green water, and after a while, he arrived at the location of the kitchen of the Hanging Ji Temple. Gu Zhirong's pace didn't stop, and the green water paused slightly, thinking that the most lively place in the past was the kitchen, but now, there was only a piece of broken ruins left, and he couldn't help but sigh.

The place where Gu Zhirong was going was not too far from the kitchen, but it was not on the ground, but underground, equivalent to a basement, because of the ventilation, it was not damp at all, but very dry, very suitable for storing grain and vegetables.

It is precisely because of this that this storage room is underground, so the artillery will not work against it at all, even if the other party blows up the entire temple, as long as it hides in the underground storage room, it will be fine. It was with this consideration that the abbot who built the temple built such an underground storage room.

However, for nearly 100 years, the temple has been safe and sound, and has not been attacked by external forces, so the true role of this storage room has been overlooked, but once, the elder brother accidentally discovered this place. I used this as a storage room.

I remember that when the senior brother found out about this, he couldn't love it, and he just found a good excuse for his laziness. He doesn't have to go shopping every day, which saves a lot of time. Moreover, he can also buy all kinds of vegetables he needs before the winter comes, and when the winter comes, the vegetables in various places are barren, but the temple can eat vegetables of all seasons. Not only are the monks of the temple very satisfied, but also the wives and ladies of the official family who do not have storage conditions in their homes want to eat vegetables from different seasons. He also went up the mountain to stay for a few days, so in the capital, and even in the temples of the entire Jokhang Kingdom, the Hanging Ji Temple is the place where the most pilgrims stay overnight.

Gu Zhirong walked in. Took a look around. Sure enough, seeing that there are everything from rice, to vegetables, to flour, as well as daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, etc., which are fully placed, but they are neat and abnormal, it seems that the senior brother has spent a lot of thought here.

And that's not all. Gu Zhirong also saw that there was a stove that was not too big outside. The stove above is readily available. She couldn't help laughing, it seems that the senior brother is also a standard foodie, and he must have come here from time to time to make a tooth sacrifice.

I remember that when I was in the Hanging Ji Temple, the senior brother also took special care of her, and often brought some snacks and desserts to her, at first she thought he was out to buy it, but she didn't expect that he used this storage room to make it himself.

Seeing that there were so many ingredients, Lu Shui's saliva was about to flow out, and his eyes widened. She had never been to this place before, so she didn't expect that there would be such a well-equipped underground space underground, and most importantly, there was so much food that she was about to jump for joy.

Gu Zhirong looked at the appearance of Lu Shui almost dancing, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll make mixed sauce noodles for you right away!"

Mixed sauce noodles are actually not difficult to make, Gu Zhirong in her previous life took good care of herself when she was in college, it can be said that in the dormitory where she is, she is in charge of the main spoon, and the other roommates are only responsible for eating. However, she likes cooking, and she is also very satisfied to see her friends eating so happily.

I remember that when I was with Aggie before, she often cooked for Aggie. Aggie is a senior professor of medicine, but he is a novice in common sense in life. After eating her cooking, he would always sigh: "Xiaorong, if anyone can marry you, it will be so blessed." ”

At that time, her heart was sweet, and she wholeheartedly hoped that he would open his mouth to herself and marry her back to his family. But unfortunately, he was unable to say it until his death.

As soon as he thought of the past, Gu Zhirong felt that his heart was blocked, the past was like smoke, people always had to look forward, right?

She adjusted her emotions so that the green water would not see the flaws. She searched around and soon found pork in the ice kiln, as well as some condiments, such as ginger, green onions, yellow sauce, cooking wine, carrots, cucumbers, and the like. As for the sugar, salt and oil, etc., they are neatly placed on the stove, and it seems that the elder brother often makes tooth sacrifices here.

Speaking of this senior brother, he is actually not a strict practicing monk, he is also the same as Jingkong, a rich child, in order to avoid trouble, he was sent to Xuanji Temple to practice. This person is the most enjoyable, and often says that the pork in the ice kiln is for those pilgrims in the backyard and the east and west wings, who knows if he has stolen himself and enjoyed it himself?

Seeing that there was frozen pork in the ice kiln, Lu Shui was also surprised, and then thinking of the senior brother's personality, Lu Shui's face was clear, and he couldn't help laughing.

In the final analysis, Hangji Temple is a relatively enlightened temple, and it actually provides meat dishes to pilgrims who have lived for a long time.

Gu Zhirong washed the pork with his hands, cut the pork into cubes the size of soybeans, dilute the yellow sauce with cooking wine, shred cucumbers and ginger, and slice carrots. After doing this, start to light a fire, fry the sauce, then pour in the previously cut diced meat, as well as cucumber ginger and other condiments together, slowly boil over low heat, and wait for the sauce and the diced meat to melt together, and then it is done.

While adding firewood to the stove, the green water smelled the fragrance emanating from the pot, and the saliva was about to flow out, and he couldn't help but say, "Miss, it's so fragrant, is it done?"

Gu Zhi couldn't tolerate a smile, asked her to turn off the fire, and then handed her a bowl of noodles from the pot with his own hands. Lu Shui was really hungry, so he unceremoniously took the noodles, took the spoon, and ate quickly. Gu Zhirong had just finished eating a bowl, and she actually poured three bowls in a row at once, then touched her belly, which was round like a watermelon, and smiled embarrassedly and said that she was full.

Gu Zhirong went inside again to look for it, found twenty or thirty bowls, washed them, filled them with noodles, and let the green water be sent to the people in the main hall first. He made another pot and boiled it for those who were stranded outside the main hall.

Green Water sent the noodles to the main hall one by one, and when he returned, he also took the bowls back. As soon as he returned to the storage room, Lu Shui couldn't help but say excitedly: "Miss, everyone in the main hall has eaten the noodles you cooked, and everyone is full of praise for your cooking skills." ”

Lushui is happy for her own reasons, except that she only has her own miss in her heart, as long as others praise her own miss, she is very happy. In addition, this is also a good time for your own young lady to become famous, isn't it? others praise their own young lady, and they feel very glorious on their faces!

When Lu Shui took back all the dishes and chopsticks, Gu Zhirong had already almost cooked the second pot of mixed sauce noodles. She thought for a while and said, "It looks like it will take two more pots to make, and the sergeants stationed outside, as well as the monks in the temple, are all very hard." (To be continued.) )