Juexi and a few other hard cultivators made gratifying progress, and Juekong, as a senior brother, was naturally overjoyed, but he was sad.

Impermanence, the fat man who runs the canteen, has lost a lot of weight recently.

Originally, in the Shaolin canteen, the monks' food supply had its own fixed number, but impermanence, who was in charge of the canteen, had to pull out a little oil and water from it, so it could grow white and fat, just like Maitreya Buddha.

The previous carefree little junior brother suddenly increased his meal, and that's it. Giving a meal to the closed disciple of the first seat of the Luohan Hall, Impermanence was naturally happy to do personal favors, and he took the initiative to ask Yan Kang if he had enough to eat every once in a while.

After the six people of Juexi also began to practice the iron cloth shirt, the amount of food of several little monks increased greatly, and impermanence suddenly felt that his head was extremely big.

Half-sized, eat poor old man. It really makes sense to be poor and rich in martial arts, and people who practice martial arts, especially those who practice hard skills, have extremely intense physical training every day.

Tian Dali, after practicing the iron cloth shirt every day, the biggest feeling is.

Pain!

Tired!

Hungry!

It's just that the pain and tiredness are enough, if the practice is not painful or tired, where will the results come from. Several little monks have suffered hardship, but the taste of hunger is really uncomfortable.

Every day, when Yan Kang opened a small stove to eat, several boys who were half-full looked at him pitifully, which clearly meant, boss, you eat well, share me a bite.

If there are only one or two younger brothers with him, Wan Yankang can still get a little out of his own food, but these six mouths will have to drink the northwest wind by himself.

There is no way, Wan Yankang cheekily went to find impermanence and walked through the back door.

Impermanence heard the intention, and naturally shook his head again and again, these days, the landlord's family has no surplus food!

Impermanence refuses to add food, where is Yan Kang willing to follow, his younger brothers, he can't even take care of the food, let me be the dignified young master of the Jin Kingdom! , the carefree little master still pretended to have a seizure, saying that he was going to Tianwu to complain.

Impermanence was also a little annoyed, and his heart said that the food for the past two months had been fed in vain, and he choked and said: "It doesn't hurt if my junior brother wants to complain, senior brother, I have been in charge of the canteen for more than ten years, and I have always been conscientious and conscientious. I eat in the canteen of Shaolin, how much food is eaten by new disciples, and how much food is eaten by monks who have no words, there are originally regulations, how can you break the rules for your junior brother! ”

Impermanence said that the righteousness was strict, but Wan Yankang was not angry, and only poked his finger at Impermanence's big fat belly: "Senior brother, your belly, I'm afraid you can't eat two steamed buns per meal!" ”

The impermanent momentum was poked like this, and he suddenly disappeared by two points, and he said embarrassedly: "Senior brother, I have gained weight by drinking water, and I have gained weight by drinking water." ”

Wan Yankang said: "Since ancient times, those who manage canteens and those who buy and buy have no reason not to be fat, and I Shaolin is no exception." ”

Impermanence's lips were tightly closed, for fear of leaving some words for this little junior brother to grasp again.

Seeing this, Wan Yankang stretched out his hand to put his hand on Impermanence's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I also know the difficulties of my senior brother, and I will never let my senior brother suffer, senior brother will feed those boys first, and the extra money and food, I will go down the mountain to get silver to make up for you." ”

When Impermanence heard this, he thought that this junior brother was quite sensible, but he said that there was no accurate amount of this silver, so he pretended to say: "Senior brother is serious, there is really a fixed amount of rice and grain in the temple, senior brother, I don't dare to break the rules at will!" ”

Wan Yankang listened to impermanence and said that he didn't dare to break the rules at will, instead of saying that he didn't dare to break the rules, this added the word casual, and the meaning in it was completely different. When he heard this, he hurriedly said: "Senior brother, don't worry, you advance the extra rice and grain from the temple first, and I will go down the mountain to take the silver and repay it within a month, and I will never let the senior brother break the rules." ”

As soon as these words came out, the two naturally hit it off.

Since then, Tian Dali's food standards have also doubled, although the treatment is still worse than that of Uncle Wuwu, after all, it is quite good to be able to eat seven or eight points full.

A few days later, Wan Yankang asked Tianwu for leave, went down the mountain again to get some silver taels, and had a good meal of tooth sacrifices, and the food was full of oil.

After Yan Kang had lunch, he returned to the mountain and rushed back to the practice room to practice.

Although he is greedy for appetite, Wan Yankang is absolutely diligent in his practice, and he refuses to squander it for a day.

In the past ten days, Juekong saw that Uncle Xiao and Juexi had reconciled, and the relationship between the seven people was harmonious, so he put his mind at ease and let a few people practice in the practice room by themselves, and no longer came every day.

After Yan Kang ate and drank enough on this day, he only felt that his energy was very strong, and he screamed when he practiced, and from time to time he asked Juexi and others to fight harder.

As soon as Zhou Xiaojiang came in from Wanyankang, he seemed to find that something was wrong, this guy had a good nose, and from time to time he approached Wanyankang and sniffed it twice, and then saw that there was still a little shredded meat between Yankang's teeth, so he shouted excitedly: "Young master, you go down the mountain to eat ......" The meat word has not yet been spoken, he finally thought that this was in the monk's temple, and quickly covered his mouth.

Wan Yankang was triumphant, and described his experience of going down the mountain several times to beat his teeth, big elbows, roast mutton, and cooked beef.

I have been a monk for three years, and I can't see pigs running.

Tian Dali used to be in the Shenbing base, although he couldn't eat big fish and meat, but he had a meal of meat in his meal every day. After coming to Shaolin, it was also a last resort to change to a vegetarian diet, and everyone was used to it, but when Yan Kang said this, Tian Dali's mouth watered.

These six little monks looked at themselves with green eyes, like hungry wolves, and Wan Yankang suddenly felt a little regretful showing off.

Zhou Xiaojiang took a sip of saliva, swallowed his stomach, and said with a smile: "Young master, next time you go down the mountain, take us with you." ”

Wan Yan Kang wanted to agree, but his eyes swept over Juexi and Consciousness, and he knew that something was wrong.

If you are the boss yourself, it doesn't matter if you eat alone, your subordinates are all the same, and there will be no big problems. But he took Tian Dali and a few people down the mountain, which is also said in the past, after all, he brought him into the temple by himself, but Juexi and Juexing are two, and there is no reason to go down the mountain with him.

At that time, Zhou Xiaojiang and the four of them often go down the mountain to enjoy the big fish and meat, and Juexi and Juexing still stay in the temple to eat steamed buns, and it will be hellish if they can balance their hearts.

There is a saying that there is no shortage but unevenness.

Wan Yankang immediately rejected Zhou Xiaojiang, saying that he could not go down the mountain at will, and he had to be agreed by Tianwu, and if he brought a few people down the mountain together, the temple would definitely not allow it.

Zhou Xiaojiang and the others were like frosted eggplants, and they were a little listless in their practice.

Finally finished practicing, and a few people were about to disperse, when Juexi suddenly shouted: "I have a way." ”

Several people hurriedly closed the door and gathered together: "What's the solution?" ”

Juexi was difficult to get out of the limelight, crossed his waist and said proudly: "What do you find every morning? ”

Tian Dali said in a sullen voice: "Don't you pick up water to practice boxing every morning, if you have something to say, if you have a fart, let it go, what kind of bird to sell!" ”

Juexi said mysteriously: "When you carried the water, didn't you notice that there were fish in the river? ”

As soon as these words came out, it was a word that woke up the dreamer.

Wan Yankang praised Juexi for being smart, there are fish in this river, so naturally there is a way to catch them and make a tooth sacrifice. The mountain behind this is so big, and there are a lot of birds and beasts, but no one has ever thought about it on weekdays.

Grilled fish, called flower chicken...... Thinking of this, Wan Yankang didn't feel that his saliva was dripping.

Food, sex, sex, too! In the final analysis, these two words are the most important, not to mention the color word for the time being, for the sake of a word, the dignified Northern Beggar, Hong Qigong, once made a mistake and cut off his fingers, not to mention these half-sized little monks.

After Yan Kang's discussion, how to prepare, when to slip away, as for the rules and precepts of not killing and eating meat, the little monks have long forgotten everything.

After the discussion stopped, Wan Yankang went to find impermanence, first gave impermanence a hundred taels of snowflake silver, and said that if it was not enough, he would ask him to take it.

Impermanence had also thought that he could make money if he could take ten taels or twenty taels of silver, but he didn't know that this little junior brother was so generous, and he was happy to make this fat monk smile. Wan Yankang asked for some salt seasoning by the way, where does impermanence care so much, and waved his hand generously, let Wan Yankang take it at will.

At noon the next day, Wan Yankang and the six little monks finished practicing early, brought the prepared utensils, took the bucket, declared that they wanted to practice the skill of carrying water, and ran down the back mountain.

When a few people arrived at the river, they sent Zhou Xiaojiang and Xiao Baili to look at the wind, and the remaining few people went to find a bamboo forest, and Wan Yankang brushed a few times with the dagger he brought, cut a few bamboos, cut all the branches and leaves, sharpened one end, and then looked for a place to spear fish.

This consciousness was originally born in a fisherman's family, and he had some experience in how to find fish and how to spear fish, and several people acted separately, and after a while, seven or eight fish were forked up.

A few people were excited, found a little far away, found a lot of dead branches to pile up a fire, and consciously led the two to kill the fish to cut the scales and intestines. After killing the fish, they are dressed with branches, smeared with salt, and the barbecue begins.

At this time, the fish that can be forked in the river are not small, about three or four catties or more, and there are more than one person in Wan Yankang, and the food is very happy, and even addicted.

After eating the grilled fish, it was getting dark, and several people had to hurry back to the temple. The play was done in a full set, and everyone filled a small half bucket of water in a bucket, and flew back as if they were flying.

After going down the mountain to eat two or three times, Wan Yankang became closer to a few little monks, and when he returned to the mountain, he suddenly arose and said: "Nephews, Uncle Shi is inspired to sing a song to relieve your boredom." ”

Xiao Baili and Juexi and Juexing all clapped their hands, and their steps slowed down.

Tian Dali tightened his chrysanthemum, and his feet silently sped up.

The sun winks at me, and the birds sing to me

I'm a little monk who practices hard and isn't clingy

Don't ask me where I'm from, and don't ask me where I'm going

I'm going to practice the strongest kung fu, dedicated to my master

The abbot told me to fetch water, and I turned around the back mountain

Beat my drums, beat my gongs

Life is full of rhythm......

After Yan Kang's singing, he adapted the famous songs of his previous life on the spot and sang happily.

It was only as soon as this little uncle's singing voice came out that Juexi and a few people understood why Tian Dali's steps were so fast......