When he entered the door, Su Jinge found that the interior of this row of blue-tiled houses was connected. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The walls around info are made of special cabinets, on which are neatly arranged with various ingredients. On the left, the two sliding boards go straight to the end, but on the right are various colored pots and stoves.

At this time, there were only seven or eight novices in the house who were watching the stove fire, and when they saw Su Jinge and Jienian coming in, they all got up and saluted. In the gap when Su Jinge signaled that everyone should not be polite, Jienian had already heated up a pot stove quickly.

Su Jinge took the utensils and drained the processed cucumbers. Then he rolled up his sleeves and added half a pot of vegetable oil, poured the drained cucumbers into it and stir-fried them repeatedly.

Jie Nian was stunned and looked at the oil urn that had only seen the bottom, and then heard Su Jinge ask, "What pickles are there?" ”

Jie Nian hurriedly returned to his senses: "There are thirty-six colors of pickles, I don't know which one the true monarch needs?" ”

Thirty-six coloured pickles are divided into different jars. Su Jinge opened and tasted them one by one, and finally chose a kind of pickled vegetables made of broad-leaved spirit vegetables. At this time, the cucumbers in the pot were already full of oil, and there was a lively sound under the urging of the fire. A pot full of pickles was put into the pot, and the excitement of stir-frying that piece disappeared in an instant.

Su Jinge used a spell to turn the burning stove into a small fire. After doing this, she moved a small stool and sat by the stove, chatting with the little novice who had come to help control the fire. Just get up from time to time and stir a few times in the pot with a long spoon.

Looking at the half pot of pitch-black and oily things, I stopped thinking a few times.

This true monarch can't be here to make trouble on purpose, right?! Yes, right? Yes!

It is said that the shapeshifter cultivator went crazy day by day when he first arrived in Tianyin; When the true monarch of the Shushan Sword Sect first arrived, he swung his sword and slashed around; The real person of the Hehuan Sect was smashing objects everywhere. Although the way is different, the same disturbance of the Tianyin Sect is rare and peaceful. Isn't this true gentleman going to make a raft out of ingredients?! It's all food, sin and sin!

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes tightly, clasped his palms together, and was busy chanting a few Buddha names in his heart.

Time passed little by little in the overly rich cranky thoughts, and a rich and mellow aroma gradually wafted out of the pot. As the sun rose, the fragrance became more and more intense, and the little novices of the hook all craned their necks to look this way.

The precepts are still saying the Buddha's name in his heart, but this time he silently confessed because he had misunderstood Su Jinge before.

The green-skinned melon has long been fused with the pickles into a black and bright one, and the rich oil fragrance hooks the ** under people's tongues.

Su Jinge took out a small plate, tasted it with chopsticks, and said with great satisfaction: "The taste is much better than expected." ――This dish is suitable for vegetarian porridge or bread and steamed buns. It's also great to mix noodles or season. ”

The vegetarian porridge she said is not a vegetarian porridge, but a white porridge with nothing. Today, the kitchen was cooking white porridge, so the little novice with a spirit served a bowl and sent it over.

Su Jinge pushed the porridge and the dish with the vegetables in front of Jienian, "Little master, try it." ”

He didn't have any polite thoughts, so he picked up a small spoon and dug up half of the pickles from the plate and put them in the porridge bowl. The color of the black oil fell into the snow-white porridge noodles, and with the stirring of the spoon, it turned into a deep blue color.

A spoonful of porridge in the mouth, only to feel that the smoothness of the porridge and the mellow taste are seamless. The salty and fresh is full of the unique fragrance of March melon, and it is indescribably sweet and delicious. Wait for that mouthful of porridge to lower the abdomen, the abdomen is warm and comfortable, and the teeth and cheeks are full of fragrance. It's an appetite for you.

Jienian swallowed this bowl of porridge one bite after another. He put down the bowl and spoon, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up a ball from the plate and put it in his mouth. After boiling for a long time, the pickled vegetables and March melon have a smooth and fragrant texture. The sweetness is rich and the taste is plump, which makes people unbearable to swallow quickly, but they can't help but swallow it quickly. The unique aroma extends from the tip of the tongue to the abdomen, and it is fragrant.

I couldn't help but sigh, "I heard people describe the taste as delicious, and said that it was so delicious that I even wanted to swallow it with my tongue, but today the little monk can be regarded as a taste." Thank you Zhenjun for turning decay into magic. As he spoke, he bent down and bowed deeply to Su Jinge.

Su Jinge smiled slightly and said, "It's good that the little master thinks this recipe is feasible." It's a little thing, but it's not worth thanking. ”

What happened next made all the little novices understand. No matter how amiable this person is, after all, he is also a Yuanying monk, and Uncle Jienian actually gave a jar of freshly fried vegetable sauce as a thank you.

The point is that this one still accepted it with a smile. Accepted!

Watching this True Monarch walk out of the door with Uncle Jienian, the eyes of several little novices were retracted together, and they gathered into the cauldron with an enticing aroma. Swallowing their saliva together, Qi Qi thought: Why is it not time to eat?

As the days went by, the mood of abstinence became better and better. There are 60 kitchens and canteens in the Tianyin Sect, but there is no waste in the big canteen he manages. Because of the good food cooking, the disciples who dined here were all praised by the abbot master.

With the implementation of this flavor melon sauce in the rest of the dining room. The eyes of the disciples who were exempt from eating raw melons changed when they looked at him.

Mind the abstinence of knowing that one's pleasure comes from the desire to win and lose and vanity. The cultivators of the Tianyin Sect should not have such emotions, but he still couldn't control his laughter. For Su Jinge, he is even more grateful. In March, Tete picked a basket of excellent March melons and sent them to the outside of the Zen monastery where she lived.

These days, Su Jinge has been studying the abnormalities of the Red Lotus Karma Fire behind closed doors, and there is still no clue after dozens of days. At this moment, I saw this fragrant melon with a pleasant appearance, and the depression of the past month was dissipated a lot.

The ripe March melon fruit was really crisp and sweet, and Su Jinge ate it several times before he stopped. The fragrant smell of melons filled the house, soaking the lungs with the breath of spring. Through the window, I looked over the flower walls of the temple and captured patches of new green colors.

It's spring and March again.

Su Jinge wiped his hands, got up and walked out of the Zen courtyard. Breathe in the unique breath of spring, strolling.

The Tianyin Sect is different from other sects in that it is a temple with extremely strong incense, and most of the places in it are open to the outside. The crowd of people came and went, both mortals and monks, dressed and spoken differently, but with the same kind of pious look.

Su Jinge pressed the cultivation to the middle stage of foundation building, and walked leisurely in the meantime.

There is equality of all living beings everywhere here, and even in the grain fields and vegetable fields, there are both spiritual plants and ordinary plants, and they are taken care of very neatly one by one.

Nearly noon, Su Jinge walked into a neat and wide garden. The bluestone paving in the garden is planted with only a few towering ancient trees. The unusually large canopy of trees is joined by patches, and almost the entire garden is covered in greenery. A monk with white eyebrows and white beard is leading a group of small novices to arrange the food. A tea table was set up under the shade, and several monks sat and drank tea and talked from time to time.

It seems that this place was used by the Celestial Sound Sect to entertain pilgrims.

Su Jinge's footsteps were hesitating, and the white-eyed and white-bearded monk had already walked over, clasped his palms and saluted: "Donor, please sit down and rest your feet, and taste this year's new tea." ”

Su Jinge didn't feel thirsty, but at this moment, he was also gladly invited to sit down under the shade of greenery. For no other reason, the dishes that the little novices were arranging were too tempting. Those who can say names and those who can't say names elegantly put out a table of Zen.

The white-eyed and white-bearded monk saw her gaze fall on those dishes and said, "Tsubaki buds are the most delicious at this time, and there are only a few days of the year. When a rain falls, these tsubaki sprouts will lose their taste. ”

Su Jinge nodded, "Yes, there are only these few days in a year." Stir-fried or fried, mixed or pickled, are all delicious. It's a pity that even if you eat it all at once, it's hard to taste all its flavors in these days. ”

The white-eyed and white-bearded monk was also a good eater, and when he heard this, he immediately said: "Although there are many ways to make Tsubaki buds, you have to eat them every meal, and make a few more things for each meal, and it will be enough to try them all in four or five days." ”

Su Jinge smiled slightly: "As far as I know, there are more than 20 kinds of frying methods alone. Among them, there are 12 kinds of vegetarian systems. ”

This time, the eyebrows of the white-eyed monk were no longer entertained out of duty, but really talked. He folded his palms and smiled admittedly: "The poor monk quits the taste." It is ashamed that the poor monk has practiced for a hundred years and has never quit this appetite. Therefore, I invited myself to this garden as a guest monk. At this moment, when I heard the donor talk about the cooking method of this Tsubaki sprout, my heart was really unbearable. I don't know if the donor can easily elaborate? ”

"You can't do it." Su Jinge's conversation also became stronger, "Let's talk about the method of vegetarian frying first, there are Tsubaki sprout pancakes, Tsubaki sprout fish, Tsubaki sprouts crushed stuffed tofu, Tsubaki sprouts fried, Tsubaki sprouts curd skin rolls, vegetarian toon fried corners, mille-feuille Tsubaki sprout cakes, puff pastry Tsubaki crushed, fragrant fried Tsubaki leaves, Tsubaki crushed vegetarian wrapped fresh bamboo shoots, vegetarian rice Tsubaki sprout balls, bean crisp Tsubaki pine." The method of cold salad includes raw and tender toon sprouts, Tsubaki tofu brain, four treasures toon sprouts, and Tsubaki sauce mixed with melon slices、......。 ”

Su Jinge proudly reported the names of nearly 100 dishes, took a sip of tea, and gave out the detailed recipes one by one. The old monk was obsessed with the taste of the ring, a few pilgrims listened to it with their index fingers, and the little novices couldn't stop swallowing their saliva.

Good boy! Just listening to it makes me feel delicious. I don't know what it tastes like. A few novices pondered the taste, and at the same time silently confessed their sins in their hearts. It is not appropriate to be greedy for appetite, and it is not right for the mind to be strong.

He didn't know the inner activities of a few novices, and at the moment his mind was all about eating. Tianyin Sect's vegetarian food is famous in Zhongyuan, and he has been immersed in it all year round, and he has a lot of experience in food. The Tsubaki tree is a kind of mortal plant, and the mortals in Zhongyuan also like to plant some low-level spiritual plants, so the Tsubaki tree is rarely planted in Zhongyuan, and there are not many people who eat it. It is a rare ingredient. It was only then that he specially picked out the Tsubaki buds to chat, so as not to let the pilgrims miss the delicacy. But I didn't expect this little girl who didn't seem to be very old to say many ways to cook Tsubaki sprouts in one breath.

Quit Wei listened with great interest, and responded from time to time. The speculation that the two talked about was actually from the blind talk of Tsubaki sprouts, elm money, willow sprouts, and broad-leaved spiritual vegetables in spring、......, and there were countless kinds of ingredients that they talked about in one afternoon.

Several pilgrims listened attentively, never knowing that they could hear people talk about eating and hearing a little bit of fascination.

Su Jinge ate happily and talked happily. When the sun was setting in the west, he walked out of this garden with a basket of self-stored dried fruits given by the taste of the ring. Unbeknownst to her, several people in the garden quickly got up and left after she left, running to different kitchens.