Chapter 119: The Way Home

I'm back, and I'm going to the capital soon! The monthly pass is not allowed to be covered, you have to vote early, do you know? ——

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He An lit the lamp and ordered him to come out with a sword, or else splash him with cold water.

"Huh? Eat, eat? Where? Da Fei was excited, turned over and sat up, very energetic.

As soon as he turned around, he was snoring when he saw Da Fei sitting. Angry, he ran to Da Fei and yelled into his ear, "It's time to eat!" ā€

He An really felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it again, Mu Xiang said that they could only come back on the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and it should not be tonight!

Whoever said that only dogs are smart, it's also smart!

The colorful feather brood in the chicken coop opened its eyes slightly at this moment, and after a while, it slowly closed again.

Heibao seemed to find it too hard to scream, so he threw himself on the door, scratching the door with his claws.

Da Fei woke up a little, scratched his head, and looked towards the courtyard. The two of them still slept in the old house, and the kang in the new house was for the master to sleep on, and He An said that he would not let him sleep there.

He An hurriedly got up and put on his clothes in the dark.

He An was made to cry and laugh by him, "You...... You still have to sleep, you don't go, then I'll go, wait for the masters to come back, you feel good, belch, listen, Heibao's screaming is wrong, someone must be coming to us. ā€

Da Fei is not happy anymore, he has quarreled with He An a lot recently, and he opened his mouth to come, "What do you call me not Heibao Clever, it is a dog, the nose spirit is as it should be, and I am not a dog." ā€

Mu Xiang was almost angry with him, and finally endured the anger, "You haven't been clever yet, you listen to him calling outside, can't you go and see it?" ā€

Da Fei jumped up in a daze and roared, "What are you kicking me for?" I'm sleeping soundly! ā€

He An saw that he didn't move after kicking, and kicked him hard in the ass.

"Hoo ......" Da Fei snored, sleeping like a dead pig.

He An kicked Da Fei, "Hey, is someone coming?" ā€

Heibao, who was sleeping under the eaves of the porch, also pricked up his ears, and when he heard footsteps approaching, he jumped up and ran to the yard, screaming non-stop.

When He An was sleeping, he kept paying attention to the movement outside the door.

Back in front of the gate of Mu's house, Mu Xiang had a feeling that he had been absent for a long time. It's only been two days since I've been gone, but it's like I've been away for a long time.

Helian Sheng left most of his subordinates on the big ship, and only took Wu Qing, Yan Zhong, Lao Liu, and Lao Qi off the ship.

At this time, it was night, and the village was quiet.

At the beginning of the day, they changed boats and returned to Yuhe Village.

After eating grilled fish, Helian Sheng wrapped her in a cloak and took her to watch the sunset on the horizon, the slowly rising moon, and the stars that gradually shone brightly.

The first time someone picked fish meat for her, it felt pretty good.

Mu Xiang watched his actions, and then looked at the plate in front of him, the fish bones had been cleaned.

Helian Sheng fussed with the fish, and after a while, he handed the plate back to Mu Xiang, and then took the other side of the fish in Mu Xiang's hand and ate it himself.

They sat on the deck, and Mu Xiang tore half of the fish and rested it in his bowl.

Just for a few grilled fish, as far as it goes?

"Come and sit down, well, this fish is grilled just right," Mu Xiang looked at him with a straight face, amused.

It's useless if the master is not happy, as long as the princess is willing, it is enough.

Wu Qing took the fish under Helian Sheng's cold gaze.

"Okay, there are a few fish, you can't eat them alone, Wu Qing can take them," Mu Xiang handed a few grilled fish to Wu Qing.

Your domineering energy is too much!

Wu Qing took the lead, all of them had stiff expressions, and simply turned their backs and didn't look at their masters.

He Liansheng smiled with satisfaction, "Very good, if you want to eat, catch it yourself, catch it and roast it yourself." ā€

He said it all, who would dare to nod?

Helian Sheng looked at the subordinates who were secretly swallowing their spittle, and rarely got stingy, and said bluntly: "Do you want to eat the grilled fish made by the princess?" ā€

When the spices were sprinkled at the end, the whole boat could smell the smell of grilled fish.

And there is oil on the boat, after brushing a layer of oil, the fish is grilled, and it is really crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

This time, the grilled fish is woody and tastes like normal.

In fact, it's no wonder that Helian Sheng wants to eat her, he has worshiped heaven and earth, and he is one step closer to the cave room, he is waiting to eat her heart, eager and eager.

Anyway, being idle on the boat is also idle, and Mu Xiang also wants to find something to do, otherwise, always looking at Heliansheng's hot eyes makes her feel that Heliansheng seems to be eating people.

Muxiang grilled fish, everyone else ate it, but he didn't eat it. Let's ask, can Childe's heart be balanced?

As for why Wu Qing had a whim and ran to catch fish, he had to ask Helian Sheng.

Helian Sheng's boat sailed out of Bian Cheng directly, Tang Mo couldn't keep up if he wanted to, besides, he had to go back to the palace, I was afraid that he would not be able to walk a waterway close.

Tang Mo was sad again this time, if he knew that they were making fragrant and delicious grilled fish on the boat, he would definitely not be able to strangle them with resentment.

Yesterday's grilled fish, everyone didn't eat it well.

In the evening, Wu Qing caught a few big fish in the river, and handed them over to Mu Xiang after cutting them out.

When I get home, tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve. It was her first New Year here.

It was noon, and they were counting the time, and it was almost dark before they could get home.

The boat they took returned to the original route and headed for Yuhe Village.

Seem...... It's not bad to have someone to love, to love someone.

The perfect fit of the embrace makes him feel satisfied and at ease.

Helian Sheng hugged her gently, just gently.

A man can hold up a piece of heaven for you, or he can give up a piece of heaven for you.

But it is such a man who is under one person and above ten thousand people can be willing to be ordinary and abide by it for her.

He has a heavy army in his hands, and there are countless generals under his command, as long as he gives an order, what is the difficulty of the country.

These words are easy to say, but they are difficult to do. He is in a high position, and it can be said that he is only two steps away from the highest point of power.

Thinking of what he said to Jingkong, he just needs to live an ordinary life.

Mu Xiang sighed in her heart, how could a man like Helian Sheng not be loved.

Mu Xiang smiled very slowly, fading all her defenses, unloading all her indifference, at this moment, she is just a teenager and a girl who has just started to fall in love.

Helian Sheng turned her around, and the two faced each other, looking into each other's eyes, "It can't be exactly the same, even if the appearance is the same, the soul can't be exactly the same, the appearance is just a skin, it can be changed, but the soul cannot." ā€

Mu Xiang's heart was warm and she smiled movingly, "Then let me ask you, if two of the same Mu Xiang, exactly the same, stand in front of you, can you recognize which one is me?" ā€

"Whether you disappear or not, I will look for you to the end, whether it is in heaven or in the earth, nothing can stop you."

It is true that Helian Sheng did not understand it all at once, but there is a part of it that he understands. He grabbed her by the waist from behind and hugged her and looked at the river with him.

The world is full of wonders.

Now it is to make her believe that there are ghosts and demons in this world, and she will believe it too.

Once upon a time, she was also an atheist, but now she is different. I've even experienced this kind of soul crossing myself, and there's nothing I can't believe in it.

Speaking of which, she can be regarded as resurrecting her soul through the backdoor. The blood jade given by Jingkong said that it could suppress her soul, but in the end, she was not a person from this time and space after all. If one day Lord Yama finds out that he has made a mistake in his soul and changes it back, ten blood jades will not be able to suppress it.

These few words made her dizzy, but she had to say it.

"Helian Sheng, if one day, I suddenly disappear, or if you wake up and find that the wood fragrance in front of you is not familiar to you, what will you do?"

Mu Xiang smiled, touched the cold piece of blood jade, and looked at the quietly flowing river.

As for what soul he said, it doesn't matter what soul he says, what soul suppression. All he wants is the peace of Muxiang, that's all.

It must be extremely important to be able to make him so solemn, and it is also a reminder and an instruction.

The person in the quiet space, he knows too well.

"Jingkong said it was a good thing, then it must be a good thing, after I went back, I changed this rope, and I asked someone to get a silver silk."

Helian Sheng walked behind her at some point, took the jade pendant, wrapped his hand in front of her, and put it on for her.

She took out the piece of blood jade and looked at the sun, and could clearly see the blood-colored clouds flowing in the jade, which was very beautiful and gave people a strange feeling.

The floating heart seemed to be quiet, and when I closed my eyes and opened them again, I felt that my eyes were much clearer.

The sound of chanting is very good, Mu Xiang is far away on the boat, but he vaguely feels that he can hear the chanting sound from the Thundering Temple.

The monks changed into robes and walked into the main hall to practice the afternoon class. This is the rule of the Thundering Temple, three times a day, reciting the scriptures.

The gate of the Thundering Temple was closed again, and on the bell and drum tower, there was a bell coming, one by one, far away.

Akiichi looked at the big ship that was no longer visible in the distance, shook his head and sighed, and then entered the temple as well.

"There is a definite number in a qiē, and he will understand it," Jingkong turned around and left with the support of the little monk.

Ming Yi nodded solemnly, "The disciple understands, the disciple just wants to know if the second junior brother's heart knot will be on the Mu Shizhu, the junior brother is too bitter, he has been attending the Buddha all day long, but he can't understand it after decades." "Having experienced such a tragic past, let him be down-looking, how can he be down-looking?

Jingkong stroked the Buddha beads and slowly closed his eyes, "Your second junior brother's heart knot is too heavy, so many years have passed, he still hasn't been able to understand it, what happened today, don't tell him, that Mu Shi is not a mortal, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, some things, no matter how many years have passed, those who should go back must always go back." ā€

Ming Yi gave a salute before he said, "Master, have you seen that this wood donor has a five-point resemblance to the second junior brother." ā€

"If you have something to say, just say it!" Jingkong looked at the boat that was going away on the waves, and sighed.

Seeing them get on the boat, Ming Yi walked to Jingkong's side and said respectfully, "Master! ā€

Mu Xiang was moved by the words of these two little monks, this person in the Thundering Temple is the monk who really cultivates Buddhism.

But the words of the apprentices also made him happy.

Jingkong didn't say anything to admonish him, and there is no need to compare to treat people, as long as he can relieve people's pain and relieve his pain.

Mingshan also walked over, "I'll go with my senior brother to thank you for your great kindness." ā€

The journey was long, with only two legs, without the help of any means of transportation, not even ox carts. He didn't bring any food, but went to her house by asking passers-by for food.

He was talking on foot, not by boat. In their Thundering Temple, this is the highest courtesy.

Ming Zhen walked up, saluted her, and said with a smile: "Mu Shi, the body must be taken care of, the prescription prescribed by my master is more accurate than that of Langzhong outside, you must follow my master's prescription to catch the medicine, and when the incense in the temple is vigorous, Ming Zhen must give Master Ming, walk forward to thank you!" ā€

Understanding the good intentions of the people, Mu Xiang accepted the blood jade, bent down and thanked him, "Thank you Abbot for the gift, my family lives in Yuhe Village downstream, if the abbot needs help, just go to Yuhe Village to speak, Mu Xiang will do his best." ā€

It turned out that this body was not fully compatible with the soul of her deity, and the old monk's meaning was that this piece of blood jade could calm the soul.

He looked at Mu Xiang with a smile and didn't say much. But Mu Xiang understood it, and at the same time, she was also startled.

He looked at Mu Xiang's face, and said: "Mu Shi's main body is weak, Lao Na has prescribed a prescription for you, after going back this time, take the medicine according to the prescription, after three months, the physical weakness can be slowly improved, this blood jade with decoction, twice the result with half the effort." ā€

Jingkong knew that Mu Xiang must refuse to accept it, so he said to her sternly: "This is blood jade, although it is only a small piece, it can calm the soul and keep the soul, you take it with you, after a long time, the soul returns to its place, which is good for you." ā€

What's even more peculiar is that the jade is actually red, this is a genuine blood jade, which is rare to see in a hundred years.

Before leaving, Jingkong cautiously gave Mu Xiang a piece of jade, a very small piece, only the size of a mother's finger. String it with a red string, and if you tie it around your neck, it's very light and inconspicuous.

It was just a few words, and he thanked Mu Xiang several times in succession, but he couldn't be polite.

It was a skinny old monk, very humble and polite.

After lunch, Jingkong called the eldest disciple Mingyi.

On the one hand, the heart is solved, and on the other hand, the problems in the temple are solved.

This meal, it was very comfortable to eat in the air.

At the same time, he also sighed, "Lao Na has indeed always wanted to cure the disease and save people, how can Leiming Temple be separated from the town by a river, Lao Na's body is becoming more and more unfavorable, can not often take a boat to the other side, now with the idea of the wood donor, I believe that soon, Leiming Temple is prosperous and blessed." ā€

Jingkong listened to Mu Xiang's words, like a lost person's eyes neglecting to light a bright lamp, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

Probably due to environmental factors, Mu Xiang felt that what she said was more righteous than Jingkong.

Mu Xiang smiled: "Abbot, don't say that, your old one is very useful!" I heard Mingshan say, you are proficient in medicine, then you don't open a free clinic in the temple, to those who need to see a doctor, but wireless treatment, to help, this is also a good thing to do good, good will be rewarded, I believe that they have received the Buddha's kindness, and will be grateful to Dade in their lives. ā€

He stood up and bowed to Mu Xiang, "Thank you Mu Shi for reminding me, it was Lao Na who didn't think about it, can the donor talk to my eldest disciple Ming Yi about this matter, Lao Na is really powerless." ā€

Thinking of this, Jingkong was very ashamed.

But he didn't deny that what Mu Xiang said was very reasonable, and he really didn't take a long-term view.

The expenses in the temple are all taken care of by the disciples. Although he knew that the temple was not rich, in order to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, even if he could not eat, he had to help the poor.

Jingkong was silent and didn't speak, he never asked about mundane things.

"Abbot, it's good to give alms, but you also have to do what you can, don't you? With all due respect, the popularity of your temple is too poor, there is no income, and it is definitely not possible to rely on the state government to allocate funds to help, in case of natural disasters and man-made disasters, you don't even have the ability to protect yourself, how can you help others! ā€

Mu Xiang took a few bites, and thought of what he had told Ming Zhen and Ming Shan, so he repeated it to Jing Kong.

Jingkong took a bite and nodded again and again, "It's delicious, I didn't expect glutinous rice and shiitake mushrooms to be together and make such a taste." ā€

This girl is getting more and more on the road, and she has the consciousness of being a lady.

Helian Sheng turned around and threw a gentle smile at her.

While she was talking, she also sandwiched a piece of roasted wheat for Helian Sheng and put it in his bowl.

Mu Xiang explained to him: "This is made of glutinous rice and shiitake mushrooms, with a thin layer of dough on the outside, the ingredients are very simple, the method is simple, but the taste is very special, I don't believe you can taste it." ā€

Jingkong picked up the roasted wheat with chopsticks, and only thought that this food was very beautiful.

Jingkong smiled and shook his head, "The Mu donor is too worried, Lao Na just didn't expect that the donor could burn a few simple vegetarian foods out of his heart, and this, what is this called?" ā€

Of course, Mu Xiang knew what the old monk was thinking, "Old abbot, I know that you monks don't pay attention to eating and drinking, do you think I made the cooking too grand?" ā€

Jingkong looked at the siu mai, and then looked at the table full of attractively colored vegetables, and did not move the chopsticks, just watched quietly.

Helian Sheng couldn't see her staring at him, and after inviting Jingkong to sit down, he also pulled her to sit down.

In Mu Xiang's ears, the title of Neiren is closer than Mrs. No, it's too close.

Mu Xiang was stunned for a moment, turned his head and glared at him: What insider? I said that I was a lady before, but I turned around and became an insider again.

Helian Sheng said: "The abbot doesn't have to be polite, this is what an insider should do." ā€

Jingkong salute, "Thank you for the meal, the old man has thanked him." ā€

Mu Xiang retracted his gaze and put the last pair of chopsticks on the table, "Master, please come over for dinner." ā€

Finally, some people understand what Buddhism says, that is, existence is emptiness, holding is emptiness, letting go is emptiness, but it is everywhere.

Jingkong looked at each other with eyes in their eyes, and smiled with satisfaction.

Therefore, until the critical moment, she doesn't want to kill, she doesn't want to have blood on her hands. But if you think about it carefully, it seems impossible, as long as there are people, there will be strife, there will be war. Because there will always be people who are not satisfied with the status quo and want to strive for more benefits, human nature, as it is.

If she has to be a killer in both lives, then what's the point of her living a new life?

In her previous life, she fought for too long, was lonely for too long, and was indifferent for too long, and in this life, she didn't want to live like that again.

In fact, what she wants is not a plain, calm, and stable life.

Mu Xiang read the happiness that belonged to him and her from Helian Sheng's eyes.

As long as you can live a plain life with Mu Xiang and keep the land of the Southern Jin Dynasty, if you can have a few cute little dolls and children around your knees, this is a complete life.

pursues fame and fortune all his life, even at the expense of himself, or the happiness of his family, in exchange for a stepping stone under his feet. In the end, they only ended up alone and betrayed their relatives. That kind of ending is not what he Helian Sheng wants.

But even such a small truth, many people don't understand.

Power, status, military power, those are all floating clouds, compared with a warm family, in his eyes, they are all insignificant.

Helian Sheng smiled happily, "This king doesn't ask for much, it's enough to have her." ā€

When Mu Xiang heard this, he rolled his eyes at the old monk. If she doesn't have a chance, can she cross the soul and come here to be his daughter-in-law?

Jingkong was still smiling, touching his beard, and glanced at Mu Xiang who was setting the plate, "Lao Na said a long time ago that His Royal Highness is a blessed person, and now he is even more blessed, well, Master Mu's cooking skills are exquisite, and he is also very kind, and he is also destined for His Highness." ā€

"The times are unpredictable, and the world is even more unpredictable, how can the abbot know that after tomorrow, there will be no other changes? Since ancient times, the accompaniment of the king is like a tiger, and the tree is a big wind, and the abbot must know better than Helian. ā€

Jingkong shook his hand, "Don't judge like this, you are more than half of the age difference, you still have room for improvement, but Lao Na is gone, so you win." Okay, good, the future is terrifying, our Southern Jin Kingdom, as long as you are here, you can have no worries. ā€

Helian Sheng hurriedly turned his gaze back, nodded slightly to him, and said humbly: "Don't dare, the abbot said that he laughed, you and I played five sets, each won one game, and one game, if you don't win, you won't lose, and you will be evenly divided!" ā€

Jingkong smiled and put down the white son in his hand, "His Royal Highness's chess skills are still so exquisite, Lao Na admits defeat." ā€

He has always kept his face solemn, and it was only when he saw the wood fragrance that the strict expression on his face was soothed, like a spring blossom, making people feel warm.

When Mu Xiang entered, Helian Sheng glanced sideways at her and smiled at her.

The room was lit with a light sandalwood incense, which smelled good, but it was not strong, and there was no smoke in sight.

This is where the old monks lived, and they were under the tree for too long, and then moved here.

"Oh, what are you always grinding and chirping, I brought it all, is it difficult for me to carry it back? Here, take it quickly, I still have to go in and deliver food to your grandfather," she insisted on stuffing the food box to Yan Zhong, bypassed them, and entered the house.

In fact, he is still very worried about the food made by Mu Xiang, the last time he went back to Mu's house for his master to get food, the rice balls she made were very fragrant. At this moment, although the food box is covered with a lid. But the strong smell of food emanating from the food box still made his stomach growl.

Yan Zhong was a little flattered, "The princess doesn't have to think about us, just send food to His Royal Highness, and his subordinates are not in a hurry!" ā€

Running into Yan Zhong and Lao Qi at the door, Mu Xiang handed them another food box, "The dishes here are all in big bowls, and each dish is allocated to you, although it is not good-looking, it should be very enjoyable to eat." ā€

Mu Xiang carried two food boxes and went to deliver food to Helian Sheng.

Although they didn't rob it, it is undeniable that today's food is indeed delicious.

Just as the few of them were talking, most of the dishes on the table were robbed, and all the little monks were dispatched, and the two slightly older monks sitting on the top seats.

I haven't even set foot in the red dust, how can I see through it!

The people who can really see through the red dust and fall into the empty door are all people with certain experience, not them little monks.

It's no wonder that Ming's heart is uncertain, a little baby as big as them, entering the temple and shaving the ordination, are all forced by life, not to become a Buddha and become enlightened.

Wu Qing and Lao Liu looked at each other and smiled, the little monk here is quite interesting.

"Got it!" Ming Zhen must have been used to being scolded by him, drooping his ears, grabbing the flower roll weakly, and eating it in a big gulp.

Mingshan twisted his eyebrows and ripped him off, and admonished him again, "We have the skills to make delicious meals for the senior brothers, that's a matter of course, what kind of strength do you show off, those who recite the Buddha, don't be competitive, don't be greedy for credit." ā€

Ming Zhen retorted unconvinced: "Who said that the two of us wouldn't do it, Master Mu wrote us all the recipes and taught us a lot of things, how to eat in the future, but it's all in the hands of the little monk!" Mingzhen gestured his hand and said very proudly.

A little monk teased them, "Today's meal is the best meal in our temple, and when this donor leaves, I'm afraid we won't be able to eat it!" ā€

The little monks in the temple all exploded, and they all gathered around Mingzhen and Mingshan, asking questions and questions.

When she walked out of the dining room, when she couldn't be seen.

Wu Qing followed the sixth child in the dining hall, and the seventh child guarded the master and couldn't leave an inch. Mu Xiang also brought some food.

When she cooks the vegetables, she is full of oil smoke, and she will take two roasted wheat pads to pad her belly, and it will be fine.

This was originally the work of the little monk, and she insisted on going.

Jingkong and Helian Sheng's food is to be sent. Hearing that the two of them were still playing, Mu Xiang used a small saucer to fill a few dishes, and took some flower rolls and roasted vegetables, ready to send them over.

Although monks do not pay attention to food, and the food is light, as long as they are people, they have different yearning for food.

Outside the hall, there were already a lot of people around, and they all smelled the fragrance in the hall.

The portions of these dishes are not small, plus there are siu mai and flower rolls, which are enough for their group to eat.

Half of it is for the little monks in the temple to eat, and the other half is for themselves.

More than a dozen dishes were put on the table, and a total of two tables were placed.

Mu Xiangjian yƬ Ming Zhen and Ming Shan, you can prepare more soybean paste and broad bean paste to make seasonings.

A few other vegetables are seasoned with mushrooms and sauce.

If only there were kimchi, if you put these two things together and cook them, even if there is no meat, it must be very fragrant and delicious.

As for the tofu, she can fry it in vegetable oil to create a crispy and crispy shell.

Mu Xiang thought, since the vegetables can't burst the fragrance with onions and garlic, they can only use a little chili pepper and soy sauce to burn the sauce fragrant.

Mingzhen and Mingshan nodded at her in unison, one washed the vegetables and the other cut the vegetables.

Mu Xiang smiled and urged them, "Okay, don't be verbose, hurry up and cut the vegetables, it's not too early, we have to hurry." ā€

Ming Shanbai glanced at him, he, the senior brother, really didn't look like a little monk who was a monk, he didn't have any sense of purity and desire, and he often quarreled with the villagers outside the island!

Ming Zhen smiled and hurriedly explained to Ming Shan, "I didn't mean that, and I didn't say that they were bad, senior brother, you think too much." ā€

Mingshan was also happy, but when he heard his senior brother's words, he disagreed, "People have to live on secret recipes, if they sell it to you, won't they starve?" Mingzhen, you can't think like that, if you let the master know, you should be admonished again. ā€

Ming Zhen was overjoyed, his eyes looked at Mu Xiang, and he was happier to see her than the old abbot, "Donor, you are really a good person, you have taught us so many things, if you put it on others, these are all secret recipes!" How can it be casually revealed to others. ā€

"Then after dinner, I will write you the general method, but I only know a rough idea, how to do it, you have to figure it out yourself," there is only so much she can do, after all, she has not done these things by herself, and many steps are definitely not as simple as she said.

Ming Zhen nodded with a smile, "Then let's try it tomorrow, if we really make it, we can exchange it for food with others!" "Monks can't do business, this is their abbot's door rule, they can't be sold, but they can be exchanged!

However, they believe that what Mu Xiang said is true, and maybe they can really test it!

Mingzhen and Mingshan were stunned, isn't tofu tofu? At most, make a tofu flower, tofu brain, that's all!

Mu Xiang said to the two of them: "If you make tofu yourself, you can try to pick out some tofu skins from the tofu, and you can also pick out a thousand skins, otherwise, press the tofu thinner, it will become dried tofu, just one bean product, you can conjure up more than a dozen patterns, and the dishes made with them taste very different." ā€

There are also a few vegetables, when it's tofu's turn.

The flower roll is also on the steamer, and after the lid is closed, just burn the fire to the fullest, and you're good to go.

This bread is required to be very thin, thinner than the dumpling wrapper, otherwise the taste of the siu mai will be greatly reduced.

Mu Xiang taught them how to stir-fry the stuffing of shiitake mushrooms, mix it in the steamed glutinous rice filling, and then wrap the stuffing with the rolled dough.

After the glutinous rice in the pot is steamed, take it out and let it cool.

Mingzhen and Mingshan were overjoyed by her, they are still young, naturally they don't have the determination of the old monk, young people! Naturally, you will want to do something to come out.

Mu Xiang nodded and patted them on the shoulder, "Then I thought that the important task of revitalizing the Leiming Temple would be handed over to you, as long as you make the food, I guarantee that there will be many pilgrims here, not only that, but you can also learn to make medicinal food, this is also very simple, your master should know pharmacology, I think you two are quite smart, study hard, you will definitely succeed." ā€

Ming Zhen sighed like a little adult, "My master has to go to give alms every month, and he has to prepare fifty catties of rice and fifty catties of white flour to distribute to those poor people. ā€

"Does your master often give alms to people nearby?" This is the only key that Mu Xiang can think of.

Mu Xiang was surprised, this Thundering Temple is very magnificent and imposing from the outside! Why did it fall to the point where there is no food to eat?

"Does that really attract pilgrims? To tell you the truth, if it weren't for His Royal Highness King Xiang's frequent help, the reserves in our temple would have been empty a long time ago," Mingshan said, his eyes turned red.

"So let's try to make the food better?"

The two thought for a moment, as if she was right.

Mu Xiang saw their simple smile, and his mood was inexplicably better, "What your master said is also right, but what you have to say from two aspects, although the monks can not pay attention to food, but if you can attract more pilgrims for the temple and get a lot of sesame oil money, won't you be able to help more people, it's better than the deserted temple now, right?" ā€

Mingshan, who was next to him, also smiled honestly, "The master and his old man also said that monks don't pay attention to their stomachs, as long as they can fill their stomachs." ā€

"Yes, my name is Ming Zhen, his name is Ming Shan, the food in the temple is burned by the two of us, it's ......" Ming Zhen smiled embarrassedly, "It's just that the food made is not delicious, although the senior brothers don't say it, but we know that before I left home, I couldn't even eat white noodles at home, so where would I cook it!" ā€

Mu Xiang smiled and said: "There are many ways to cook, even if it's just cooking food, there are a lot of tricks here, you two are in charge of the hall, right?" ā€

"I didn't expect to roll out the dough, smear it with oil and vegetables, and steam it in the pot!"

"I thought that as long as the dishes were cooked, I didn't expect that there would be so much attention to cooking!"

The two of them looked at the plates of ingredients made by Mu Xiang and were amazed.

The two little monks who worked with her were very young, about the same as Liu Erdan.

While cooking with Mu Xiang, he also carefully told the little monks.

"Look, cut the shiitake mushrooms into small dices, add a little diced radish and diced potatoes, these two ingredients should be salted first, otherwise they will come out of the water when they are mixed into the filling."

Mu Xiang rested the finished flower roll on the clean cage drawer, and glutinous rice was steaming in two large pots on the other side.

Then roll up the dough sheets and wrap them into patterns, and then cut them into cubes with a knife, and then you can steam them in the pot.

Powder the small pickles and toss with the chili sauce. When the dough is kneaded, spread a layer of vegetable oil on the noodles and sprinkle a layer of chopped chili sauce mixed with small pickles.

To make flower rolls, the steps are still the same, but you can't put chives, and the woody fragrance is replaced with pickles.

Even Wu Qing couldn't run, he was in charge of lighting the fire. Anyway, he has been staying in the Mu family recently, and he has done a lot of fire, and he is very skilled.

Mu Xiang began to direct the two little monks, washing vegetables, selecting vegetables, and washing rice.

Mu Xiang looked at the table full of ingredients and smiled, "Today's staple food is roasted wheat and flower rolls, as for the vegetarian dishes, when it is time to eat, everyone will know, come over two people, help me." ā€

Wu Qing brought several kinds of mushrooms, as well as radish, potatoes, and yams. In fact, there is mutton and beef, but you can't take it.

They carried a lot of things with their boats.

Knowing the meaning of Mu Xiang, the corners of Wu Qing's mouth twitched, he really didn't forget to cook food wherever he went!

The little monk received the order and went out, and when he turned around, Wu Qing came, and he was outside the dining hall.

Mu Xiang fully felt it, what is it called a good woman to cook without rice, "You call Wu Qing for me, what you don't have here, he will definitely be able to get it." ā€

The tofu here is ground by the little monks themselves, and it is very firm and tastes good.

Leiming Temple is short of resources, there are not many edible vegetables on the island, plus it is winter now, what can be eaten, except for cabbage, is tofu.

"Donor, there are not many vegetables in winter, except for these Chinese cabbages, there are only spinach and mushrooms, but there are not many."

She said it arrogantly, but the little monk heard a cold sweat on his forehead.

Mu Xiang thought for a while, "I'm looking for glutinous rice, do you have any mushrooms here, if you have, bring me some, and in addition, bring all the vegetables you have here, and see me make a full fast feast for you!" ā€

The little monk who led Mu Xiang in walked over slowly, "Donor, what are you looking for?" We've got you covered. Knowing that she had to cook, the little monk didn't stop her.

Mu Xiang took the wooden basin and walked to the place where the grain was stacked, as if looking for something.

The rest of the hall also dissuaded. But Mu Xiang insisted on refusing to leave, "To tell you the truth, I'm not a daughter, I'm just an authentic cook, I can do more work in the kitchen than you, you guys, just watch from the side, if you have any material, you will know when you show it." ā€

Everyone knows that she is Princess Xiang, and her identity must be very noble, how can she do such a rough job as cooking. The little monk thought to herself, she must have thought that cooking was fun on a whim, and she didn't really know how to cook.

"Don't be, the fireworks in the hall are too heavy, and they will stain your clothes, or I'll take you around, and there are a few senior brothers to cook."

A few little monks in the hall were frightened when they saw that she wanted to cook, especially the little monk who brought her in.

"Little master, I'll help you cook this meal and improve your food," Mu Xiang rolled up her sleeves and looked eager to try.

As a chef, Mu Xiang couldn't help but take matters into her own hands and cook a table of food for them.

looked at the two little monks, who were rubbing noodles to make steamed buns. There is also a pot of tofu prepared, and a few Chinese cabbages to be washed.

But these things happen to be used for seasoning. Without them, the taste of this dish will be greatly reduced.

Because of these, the fragrance is too strong. The ancients had a saying, "Raw food is raw, cooked food helps silver!" "They think that eating these things will destroy the pure mind and affect their cultivation.

Mu Xiang knows a little bit about Buddhist cuisine, and knows that in addition to not eating meat, they also have to borrow five meats. Meat here does not refer to meat, but onions, garlic, leeks, brassica, and coriander.