Therefore, Gu Zheng, who was given special care, was let to a low stool often used by fire-headed monks in a stove room.

A pair of bamboo chopsticks, a large porcelain bowl, first put a bowl of hot turquoise okra soup in it, let Gu Zheng drink it first, warm his stomach, and then a piece of Xuanteng Hu cake was stuffed into his hand by the big monk on the side.

"This is?" No wonder Gu Zheng was so surprised, this was to remove the mutton sold outside, and replace it with dried tofu smeared with black tempeh as an adjunct as the filling...... The deluxe version of the big beard cake called 'Gulouzi'.

For the monks in a temple like Puguang Temple, it is a rare luxury delicacy.

Because it is also moistened with crispy and supplemented with beans, the taste is extremely rich, and the production is also particularly complicated.

Isn't there a big puja, a dojo, that is easy to do in this back kitchen.

Seeing the expression of the first handsome monk in the temple, he was in charge of the fire of the monks, but his heart was a burst of pride, he motioned Gu Zheng to eat quickly, but his mouth kept talking about why this vegetarian 'ancient building' was made.

"Senior Brother Debater, you don't know, do you?"

"Today, we are all stained with the light of the princess. ”

"Princess?" Gu Zheng heard this, and the hand of eating the cake was a meal.

However, the fire-headed monk on the opposite side kept under his hands, afraid that the debate machine would choke on eating biscuits, so he took out a small plate from a fence that had been extinguished on the side and pushed it in front of the debate machine.

"Eat, this crystal scallion is concocted by me, it is Princess Gaoyang, and I said it well today. ”

"Princess Gaoyang?" Hearing this sensitive title, Gu Zheng's eyes, which were originally attracted by the crystal clear scallion, once again turned to the fire-headed monk.

"Didn't Princess Gao Yang leave our temple with His Majesty the Emperor and the others?

"When?"

The fire-headed monk on the opposite side was surprised by such a big reaction from Senior Brother Debate, but he returned honestly: "Just an hour ago, Princess Gao Yang carried the servants of the family and reversed back to our temple. ”

"Directly said that I wanted to live in our Puguang Temple for a period of time, saying that I was disturbed by the uncertainty of my mind, and I wanted to ask for the blessing of the Buddha and a clean time. ”

Hearing this, Gu Zheng rolled his eyes without any image in his heart, what kind of lie is this, who believes it.

But the fire-headed monk's next words made the cordon in his heart even more raised, because the fire-headed monk said: "This princess Gaoyang's identity is precious, and our Puguang Temple also has a meditation room for female laymen, even if it is here to worship the Buddha, it is not hindered." ”

"The most important thing is that Princess Gaoyang's heart to the Buddha is very pious, and in today's world alone, she has donated a hundred taels of sesame oil to the golden body of the Buddha Hall. ”

The princess also said that if this Buddha can get her wish and calm her sorrows, even the golden statue will also be obtained. ”

"Senior brother, you say, is the princess particularly sincere?"

Hehe, come and sleep with him, right?

After all the hardships, you have to sleep with him?

……

Okay, thinking of Gu Zheng who was with this, he was indignant, put the scallion in his hand in his mouth and took a big bite.

The scallion is delicious...

Yes, it is really delicious, in the Tang Dynasty, where materials are scarce, for Gu Zheng, even if it is the ingredients that the royal nobles enter their mouths, there are just a few kinds of ingredients.

If a guest is invited to a banquet in someone's house, and six different fruit bowls and vegetables and dishes are served on the table, it can show the degree of richness of the family, which is beyond the reach of ordinary rich families.

It's not that you can't afford it, it's that you can't buy it.

In the Tang Dynasty, where there was a limited number of Chinese cabbage to eat, the scallion that was difficult for modern people to eat was a delicacy that was often used with rice.

The scallion is like a small garlic head, although it has a little spicy garlic cloves, but it does not smell like garlic.

It is a rare refreshing and crisp taste in the mouth.

The great monks in this Puguang Temple, probably because of the arrival of nobles, used sweet and sour when pickling scallions.

When the materials were assisted, he also made great efforts to make the body of this crystal scallion hang with a seasoning juice that can pull silk.

Let Gu Zheng, who was eating the cake, feel a rare handful of refreshing, sweet and sour, appetizing taste.

This is a very rare meal for appetite after he came to Datang.

In this regard, even if he became a monk again, Gu Zheng no longer had any sadness in his mood.

As soon as this person is in a good mood, he will naturally have a perfect experience in his expression.

In front of the candlelight on the stove, a small monk smiled beautifully.

made the big bald heads on the side stunned.

Gu Zheng, who had eaten the last bite of the cake, was in a good mood, he slapped the cake residue in his hand a few times in front of the pyre, and got up from the stool.

After saying goodbye to the junior brothers, when I just stepped out of the door of the room, I saw a black shadow sneaking up from the grove on the edge of the room from the corner of my eye, and quickly moved in the direction of the downhill road.

Seeing this, Gu Zheng didn't move, but his left eyelid jumped twice.

Gu Zheng, who was still smiling, stepped back, touched the back of his head, and asked the juniors and disciples in the stove: "Senior Brother Wuneng, last time I used logs from the back mountain in the kitchen to make a batch of rolling pins by myself, I don't know, are there any rich canes that are not used now?"

The junior brother who was asked, with a blank face, pointed to a stack of sticks piled up in an inconspicuous corner of the kitchen and said: "Senior brother, they are all there, and the masters have itchy hands, and it was originally enough to make a set of six rolling pins of different sizes for our temple." ”

But who would have thought that the logs pulled by the workers were very thick, and as soon as the carpenter made them, he made a few more. ”

"Look at that amount, even when it is used for repairs in Puguang Temple, there are still those that are not used in this wooden staff. ”

Gu Zheng looked at the finger, good guy, what he knew was the rolling pin, and what he didn't know thought was the firewood burned that day.

And the rolling pins that can be stacked in this are all medium and large model products, and the largest wooden cane already has the size of a presiding scepter.

Where is this used for rolling bread, it can be used as a stick.

Seeing this kind of equipment, Gu Zheng's face was full of joy, he pointed to the thickest stick and said to the juniors on the side: "In the past few days, I have seen a few superficial moves of temple protection martial arts in Buddhist classics. ”

"If there is nothing to do tonight, I will take a rolling pin and go back to practice it, and if it is feasible, I will teach the tricks to a few juniors. ”

"I heard that the juniors and disciples don't have any thoughts, but they are very interested in the school of the warrior monks. ”

"Our Puguang Temple is also a royal temple, and there must always be King Kong of the temple. ”

"When I sort it out and test it out, and these moves are feasible, I will preside over it and teach these to you?"

"How?"

Hearing what Senior Brother Debater said, the fire-headed monks were overjoyed.

Most of the people who work in the back kitchen are people with poor understanding of Buddhist scriptures.

But the long-term kitchen career has made them more robust than ordinary monks, and they are all red and full of size.

If you have the strength of that handful and really get the guidance of your senior brother, maybe your status in Puguang Temple will not be as low as it is now.

Hearing this, a room full of people sang in unison, but in the bottom of their hearts, they completely recorded the good of the debate.

got the weapon he wanted, and gained the love of a group of low-level monks, Gu Zheng, who was satisfied, Shi Shiran dragged the rolling pin out of the room and stepped into the path back to his meditation room.

When Gu Zheng walked to a place where there were forests, flowers, moonlight, and insects, he showed a shadowy figure from the road ahead of him.

Under the white moonlight, the hazy and hazy beauty is wonderful.

The red gauze is covered with a cover, the abundance of milk shows the red plum, a deep ditch is visible, the willow waist is peach, and the buttocks.

On this night when Princess Gaoyang was planning to hook up and commit adultery, she rarely took off the robe that symbolized the princess's luxury, but instead put on the clothes of the most wild Hu family woman, and wrapped her body more seductively, so she appeared in front of Gu Zheng in a naked and unrestrained manner.

Yes, it wasn't Gu Zheng who was careless just now, and the official little maid sent by Princess Gaoyang who peeked at him outside the room came to report the news.

And when she learned that the debate monk was walking towards this side alone, this Princess Gaoyang lifted the cloak she was wearing on the outside of her body, and went into battle lightly in a bold beard suit.

The unrestrainedness of the Tang Dynasty, if it is a modern man in the past, the slightly purer ones will be between the ** of all beings, and they will die with nosebleeds.

Not to mention the bold and basically unconcealed Hu service maid costume.

Such a bewitching figure, in such a beautiful scenery, for a young monk, both visually and psychologically, is quite shocking.

For example, the real debate in the sea of consciousness today.

He only has one way now, and that is to start struggling to recite Buddhist scriptures such as the Pure Heart Mantra in Gu Zheng's mind as a means to dispel distracting thoughts in his heart.

But who is in control of this body now?

It's not just a twenty-year-old debater, but Gu Zheng who is like an old ghost.

He just smiled slightly, and suddenly on this silent mountain road, he roared a terrifying voice: "Bah!"