The pilgrims around gradually turned their eyes from the main hall.

"What do you do?"

"How do you set up a pot to cook here?"

"You're here to offer vegetarian offerings?"

"Aren't the offerings to vegetarian food all at the door and on both sides of the road? Who is it for? ”

"Nonsense, of course it's for the Buddha."

"You are talking nonsense, the Buddha can give him a few dollars, and his parents are onlookers."

"It's, it's it, is this person stupid?"

"It's not necessarily stupid, it should be no money, look at the immortal residence, the big vegetarian pot in front of the door is already hot, then it's called a worthy offering!"

The sound of laughter gradually rose, buzzing in the solemn sound of Buddhist music.

The hot refined copper cauldron of vegetarian soup was tumbling, like a sacrificial copper tripod in the sun, and the fresh vegetables placed on silver plates were poured into the pot one by one by four or five shopkeepers.

The aroma is overflowing.

In order to compete for the excitement of the Zen tea party, most of the people came at night, and now they are cold and hungry, and the fragrance spreads, causing the crowd to cheer again and again.

Dou Qi stood behind the people with a bit of pride.

"Our living offerings are much more attractive than those dead things." He said, looking left and right.

There were several long cases there, on which were dazzling all kinds of dishes, pastries, fresh fruits, but on the long road, everyone's eyes were attracted to him.

"After the Buddha is enshrined and the Buddha enjoys the blessings, our immortal dwelling will distribute the passing immortals to all sentient beings."

The shopkeeper stood aside and shouted loudly.

These words caused an uproar in the scene, and everyone rushed forward and raised their hands in the air.

Immortal Residence. Immortal Residence.

Shouted in a hurry. Attract more and more people.

An arm-long spoon and copper chopsticks stir in the pot. Let the scene boil like in a pot.

In the main hall, when the first bowl of sencha was served behind the yellow gauze curtain, the sencha of Zen Master Minghai was divided one by one, accompanied by more than a dozen monks walking along with the ritual music.

Everyone present reverently praised it and bowed and thanked him.

The sound of ceremonial music stopped, everyone got up to send off the prince first, and when the prince's guard of honor left, the Zen tea party was over, and the atmosphere in the hall became more relaxed.

And the commotion outside was heard. But every year like this, everyone didn't care.

Everyone got up and exited the main hall so that the waiting ordinary people could enter the temple to pay their respects.

Zen Master Minghai walked in it, surrounded by people he knew, and walked out of the temple door while talking and laughing.

There were not many people in front of the hall, and at a glance, they were crowded in front of the door at the end of the road.

"It's so lively over there today."

"Is there anything new to be offered this year?"

The people who came out also smiled and looked over there to ask.

"It's the Immortal Residence."

"The immortal residence is dedicated to a large vegetarian pot, which can be eaten by hundreds of people at a time."

The words came quickly, causing everyone to stop and watch.

"The passing immortals of this immortal residence are indeed good."

"Then why don't you go there for a moment after drinking tea today?"

Listening to the laughter around him, a man in green cloth standing behind the person smiled slightly.

"Master Auditor. Interested in going along? Someone turned to him and asked.

The man shook his head with a smile.

"Thank you, thank you, there's something going on at home. Something is going on at home. He laughed and retired.

Several people smiled at each other as they watched the man walk away.

"Liu Xiaoli rarely eats and drinks outside, and I heard that his family has to pursue salted fish for dinner in private." Someone laughed.

"Where you are poor, you will be like that." Someone pouted.

"Look at the clothes on his body, they have been worn for more than ten years, but whenever there is an important occasion to meet people, this is it." Some people laughed.

Talking and laughing here, Zen Master Minghai said goodbye to the people around him, and before he was about to take a step, he was pulled by someone.

"Old monk." Old lady Chen said, "Today you have a lot of vegetarian food here, and you see there is another one here." ”

Minghai Zen Master Ha Luha smiled, glanced at Old Lady Chen meaningfully, and then followed what he was pointing at.

At the foot of the front steps of the temple, a man stood next to a table, bending down and reaching out in a large bowl.

Because the onlookers were rushing to share the food, it became more and more lonely and independent.

"What is this?" Zen Master Minghai lowered his gaze slightly and asked.

Simple two words, for some occasions, the value is comparable to a thousand gold, or even a thousand gold is hard to find.

Shopkeeper Wu, who had already retreated to the side of the road, took a deep breath and walked out with a shake of his shirt.

"Some, Taipingju, I have come to offer my sincerity to the Buddha." He said.

Zen Master Minghai smiled but did not speak again, and his eyes did not turn to him again.

On the side, Old Lady Chen coughed lightly and took a step forward.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Plain and blind." Shopkeeper Wu said.

Because of Zen Master Minghai's stay, others also stopped, and some people looked at it with disdain and curiosity.

"What's that?" Someone asked.

When he spoke, Old Lady Chen stopped talking, and stood with a little curiosity.

"It's a tofu feast." Shopkeeper Wu said.

Tofu feast?

When this novel word arrived, more people asked.

"I can't tell, but look at it." Shopkeeper Wu said, taking a step forward.

One person, two more people stood up and looked down from the steps.

In the water bowl, a white and tender object was gradually spreading in the man's hand, and a strange picture gradually appeared.

The onlookers couldn't help but take a few steps closer.

"I know how tofu is." Someone said, "There is a Taoist temple in Weizhou for sale, but it is white, tender, soft and astringent, how can it be carved and formed?" ”

More and more people stepped forward, but Old Lady Chen and Zen Master Minghai were squeezed aside, and they didn't need to speak, and the others buzzed with all kinds of questions.

"This is tofu." The girl said, taking out a piece from the burden on the side and showing it to everyone.

"Ahh A woman reached out and pinched it, and said in surprise.

The girl nodded and handed it forward.

"It's made from beans, vegan. The woman tasted. She said.

"Can you eat it now?" The woman asked.

"Yes. It can be eaten raw or cooked. The girl said.

The woman hesitated. A teenager next to him stretched out his hand first.

"I'll try it." He said, pinched a piece and put it in his mouth, tasted it a little and nodded, "Not bad, not bad, where is sour, good, good." ”

Someone came to taste it again. The voices of speech and discussion became more and more noisy.

Li Dasco stood in front of several cases, unaware of all this, he bent down steadily to handle the knife in his hand, and changed the knife in his hand from time to time.

Everyone's eyes gradually focused on him.

"Look, it's a conch." Someone shouted in a low voice.

"Oh my God, it really is."

"No, there are lotus flowers and vases!"

More people gathered around and whispered.

Looking at the scattered tofu, looking at the man's hand that was more flexible than the woman's embroidery, he gradually stopped talking and held his breath. He looked at the tofu in the bowl without blinking.

"Is this person she wants to see?"

King Jin'an asked.

At this time he was standing under the side porch of the temple. Negative hands looked at the crowd that had not dispersed here, and his eyes fell on the woman in front of him on the left a few feet away.

The woman was accompanied by two maidservants and a small servant, and she also looked at the crowd over there, and Shimmer couldn't see her expression clearly in the daylight.

"Chang Liang, go take a look, what's there to see?" King Jin'an said.

The waiter replied, hurriedly walked over, and finally squeezed in from the crowd on the steps, and at a condescending glance, he saw a goldfish in the water bowl on several cases swinging its tail and about to fly.

"Ahh He shouted.

Countless eyes immediately flew to the side.

The chamberlain himself was busy covering his mouth and looked at the field again.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the inconspicuous-looking man switched to another knife, and with a few fluttering strokes, the few remaining tofu next to the goldfish began to separate again.

There were no more voices at the scene, and it seemed that even breathing was stagnant.

"Check it out! There is a lot of excitement in front of the palace! ”

Someone shouted.

One by one, the crowd quickly turned.

"See what?"

"Someone in front of the temple is offering offerings!"

"What's there to see?"

"It's food again! Freshly made! ”

As soon as these words came out, they were glued because they ate a bowl of passing immortals, and the people with great appetites suddenly became lively.

"Let's go and see, someone has something to eat again!"

The tidal wave of people poured away, and in the blink of an eye, the few cases in the fairy house walked cleanly, leaving only the dishes and chopsticks in one place.

Dou Qiqi's nose was crooked.

"What a fucking shame! Learn from me! He stretched out his finger and couldn't help but scold, and walked away while raising his feet, "I'll go see which one it is!" ”

When the crowd came, a burst of cheers erupted in front of the temple.

The man took a step back, his waist that had been bent for a long time seemed to be unable to straighten up, he lowered his head and looked at the big tofu bowl in front of him, the original square tofu was gone, replaced by wheels, Luo, umbrellas, covers, flowers, cans, fish, and long are distinct and interdependent.

Exclamations erupted from all around, surging forward to take a closer look.

Li Dascoo's eyes covered with red silk gradually covered with a layer of mist.

It's done, it's done....

On the other side, the steamed and stewed tofu in the bowl in front of the girl was also laid out, and the soup cooked in another pot was slowly poured along the edge of the bowl, the aroma was full of steam, and the lining was cloudy.

"Please also ask the Buddha to smile."

Shopkeeper Wu stepped forward and shouted at the main hall.

The crowd immediately moved out of the way and displayed the solemn Buddha hall in front of them, and a low chanting of Buddha sounded on the scene.

Zen Master Minghai slowly walked forward, he stood in front of the steps, looking at the wide bowl that was the only one placed in several cases, and looking at the eight treasures of Buddhism floating in the bowl.

"Amitabha." He folded his hands and recited, bowed his head slightly, and then looked up at the man at the bottom of the steps, "This benefactor, please come with an offering." ”

When the crowd came over, I saw a few empty cases.

"Where's the food?" Someone asked in a mess, sniffing vigorously, and there seemed to be a fragrance around him.

"What to eat?" The nobles who had not yet dispersed on the steps turned their heads with some displeasure and said, "That's an offering to the Buddha!" ”

For the Buddha? Those who can't eat are for the Buddha, and what can be eaten has always been for people?

"The offering made by that person was invited by Zen Master Minghai to the Buddha!"

Someone said as he reached out and pointed forward.

The crowd looked at the steps, and on the steps, Zen Master Minghai followed a man, the man was ordinary, and there was a slight ricketism, but he was holding a bowl in both hands, walking steadily, and there was a woman holding a plate behind him

"I heard that it was made with tofu!"

"What is tofu?"

Everyone's eyes followed the man's back, and under the background of the majestic Buddha hall, the ordinary figure actually looked a little solemn and tall.

"It's really amazing to be able to make Zen Master Minghai look at the invitation with a different eye! Who is this man? Everyone asked.

"Big Spoon!"

The answer came from behind, and someone turned around and saw Dou Qi, who had come over, standing behind, looking at the man who was about to enter the hall with Zen Master Minghai with his mouth wide open in disbelief.

Li Dascoop!

That coward! That coward!

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Here, thank you book friend Shangguan Ruoli for reminding me, the original set of tofu carving Buddha, but it turned out that it was disrespectful to carve Buddha with food, so it was specially modified, the previous two chapters of "Concern" and "Admission" were also modified, thank you for the reminder, and thank you for my Xiaoyanyan, Xuanjizi Daochang, Sina Weibo and book friends group to answer my friends about food carving Buddha consultation, Xie Lu Xie provides a variety of information answers, writing the book is to make everyone feel comfortable, small details are very important, everything can not be believed, can not be disrespectful, thank you.

Another: After taking over the stage of work, these two days can only guarantee one more, the number of words is 3,000, less than two 1,000, everyone forgives.

PS: Add the above words after uploading, and you won't be charged for the number of words in the chapter. (To be continued......)