Chapter Ninety-One: Debate Monk, Add Food!

"What is this, haven't you heard the perfume in Chang'an City recently? But for those princes, nobles, and wealthy merchants, who have never bought the perfume of the horses, it is said that a bottle of perfume costs a full hundred taels of silver! ”

"In that case, the 20,000 taels of silver donated by the princess to the White Horse Temple are all from the horses!"

"It should be so, otherwise, even if the princess wants to take out 20,000 taels of silver, it will not be easy, not to mention that the 20,000 taels are smashed on us victims, and there is no return, who else can there be in the entire Chang'an City except for the horse who has such a big hand?"

"In that case, we have to thank the master of the horse even more, if it weren't for the master of the horse, I'm afraid we would really be hungry all the time!"

"Thank you for saving your life, thank you for your life!"

The victims who had just knelt down to worship the monk and Princess Gaoyang turned their heads and kowtowed to the horse house dragon one by one.

Liu Da Huang is the same, put the big porcelain bowl full of it on the ground, and kowtow to the horse house dragon, this one is not for the bowl of rice porridge in front of him, but for the next many bowls of rice porridge!

"Everyone, please get up, please get up, this is what this horse should do, you are all my people of the Tang Dynasty, although it is affected now, but the court will definitely not care, this, please rest assured, after the drought this year, you can return to your hometown and live again, before that, as long as you stay in Chang'an City, this horse will always be to rescue you!"

The house dragon got off the horse and directly reached out to help the people who were kneeling on the ground, although these victims knelt on the ground one by one and refused to get up, but the house dragon now has a full 300 enemies, how strong is it, and they have helped these people up.

"Everyone, please get up quickly, otherwise the horses will be lifted up one by one!"

The house dragon even helped more than a dozen people, and suddenly felt that there were some no, although these people were helped up, but the victims of the White Horse Temple are now gathered only afraid of thousands of people, if they are helped down one by one, help them to the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?

"Everyone, don't hurry up, do you really want the master to help you up one by one?"

Fang Dabao also roared loudly behind the house dragon, and when he heard Fang Dabao's roar, the victims kneeling on the ground suddenly slipped up one by one!

Seeing that his words were still very effective, the house dragon couldn't help but nod with relief, and then walked directly to the pot of rice porridge side by side with Princess Gaoyang, took a monk's big spoon, and then said in a high voice:

"If you haven't taken the porridge yet, come over quickly, and the horse and the princess will ensure that everyone will be able to eat enough today!"

After the house dragon finished speaking, the big spoon in his hand stretched out into the pot, and a large spoonful of rice porridge was scooped up, and then poured into the broken porcelain bowl of a person in front of him, and then roared: "Next!" ”

The victims who were beaten by the house dragon with a bowl of rice porridge were pulled aside by the house dragon, and then looked at the broken porcelain bowl with a lot more rice porridge than usual, and their hearts were suddenly full of emotion.

As for the debate monk on the side, seeing that the house dragon was also using a big spoon to give porridge at the moment, he was also a little speechless.

Princess Gaoyang was just making a show, planning to catch two spoons and leave, but when the horse said this, it seemed that the two of them really planned to scoop rice and soup porridge for these victims.

Although the queue of victims is very long, the big spoon of this White Horse Temple is big, one spoon is the amount of a bowl, and it didn't take long for the house dragon to scoop up the pot of rice porridge in front of him.

At this time, there is still a small half left in the pot of Princess Gaoyang, although the spoon in the White Horse Temple is big, but there is also a drawback, that is, it is a little heavy when cooking, Princess Gaoyang is weak with her body, and before she has hit dozens of spoons, her body is a little sweaty and out of breath!

Seeing this, the house dragon directly put aside the big pot that had been beaten, walked behind Princess Gaoyang, and reached out to hold Princess Gaoyang's big spoon!

Princess Gao Yang was a little tired at the moment, feeling that her wrists were sore, and she was about to leave the spoon and stop drying, but a figure suddenly appeared behind her and hugged Princess Gao Yang,

Princess Gaoyang's body immediately became numb, and then she heard the voice of the colt ringing in her ears, a little itchy:

"The princess is tired, let Ben Ma help the princess!"

Princess Gaoyang has the heart to struggle, but the porridge that has been applied for a long time is already a little weak, coupled with the strength of the house dragon now with three hundred enemies, holding Princess Gaoyang is like holding a kitten, where can Princess Gaoyang break free!

"House Dragon, you let go of me!" Princess Gaoyang's body twisted slightly, but in the case of being held by the house dragon, this twisting gave the house dragon a different experience.

"Princess, I'll help you!" The house dragon held Princess Gaoyang's waist with his left hand and Princess Gaoyang's jade hand with his right hand.

This big spoon flew up and down under the command of Fang Zilong, and in a few spoons all the porridge in the pot was scooped up, the house dragon stretched out his hand and patted it, Princess Gaoyang's hand was loosened, and the rice spoon suddenly fell into the pot.

"Don't worry, this horse donated 20,000 taels of silver, plus the incense money of the White Horse Temple is enough for you to eat a full, today this horse is the master of the meal!"

The house dragon roared and said, now he has three hundred enemy forces, plus his singing skills have reached the level of tactful and melodious, his voice is like a big trumpet, and he suddenly covered everyone, and these nearby disaster victims, after hearing the house dragon's words, immediately cheered one by one.

"Thank you, Master Ma, thank you Princess Gaoyang!"

"You're welcome, it's all my people of the Tang Dynasty, and this is what this horse and princess should do!"

The house dragon said again like thunder, causing bursts of cheers from the victims!

The debate monk looked at the horse house dragon a little dumbfounded, but he didn't understand how to do it in his heart.

It stands to reason that it should be Princess Gaoyang, this little loser girl, deceived the house dragon 20,000 taels from the horse mansion and donated it directly to the White Horse Temple.

Why didn't you see the house dragon angry, but instead went to the White Horse Temple to give porridge with Princess Gaoyang, and the most important thing is that this soup soup seems to be the credit of his White Horse Temple!

Why does it seem that there are some signs of shifting to the head of the colt and Princess Gaoyang now!

"Debater, what are you doing here? Don't hurry up and notify the White Horse Temple to add food, today this horse wants to entertain these affected people! ”

The house easily turned its head and saw that the debate monk was still beside him, and suddenly commanded as if he were ordering his subordinates:

"Stir-fry two more meat dishes, don't let people think that our Chang'an people can't afford to invite guests!"

"What does the horse master want to do, the little monk is here in the White Horse Temple, and he doesn't eat meat!" The debater monk is speechless!

"If you don't have meat dishes, then add a few more vegetarian dishes, you can't slack off everyone!"

After the house dragon finished speaking, he turned to these victims: "Although I can't let these big guys eat wine and meat, I must let you fill your stomachs, okay?" ”