Speaking of which, Huang Dalang chose to make trouble today, but he was really idle.

Recently, in the team of monks who originally called "protecting" him Huang Dalang, in addition to the original Dinghui Temple and Anguo Temple, many more monks have come one after another, and the source can be confirmed in addition to another major temple in Huangzhou, Chengtian Temple, as well as Cheng'en Temple in Gwangju, Pingchun Temple in Qizhou, Hongfa Temple in Ezhou, Fubo Temple and so on.

Even, there are a few sisters-in-law wearing monk's hats and graceful figures, who wander around in front of the door all day long, according to the news from Sun Qiniang, the target of these sisters-in-law is actually the female dependents of Huang Yao's two inner houses.

It is said that this local temple sends people to watch it all day long under the banner of protection, but what is it that the temples from other places participate in it? Does it look strange and weird? And do these sisters-in-law want to abduct the daughters of the two families to be sisters-in-law?

Huang Dalang also asked Lei Bao, a fake monk, to mediate, but who knew that the answers he got were all in accordance with the decree of a Buddhist master, and he did not dare to disobey Yunyun. And this Buddhist master is said to be the one who wanted to enter the Huang family during the Midyear Festival, but was kicked out of the house by the rooster general, and it is unknown what he wants to do.

For the stalking behavior of these monks, if the Huang family has nothing to do, there is no need to care, but now it has a great relationship with the Heavenly Dao Alliance, how can it continue to let the monks keep an eye on it, so after thinking about it for a long time, Huang Dalang chose to make trouble on the day of Laba, and stabbed the sky and tore his face in order to force out the leaders behind these monks.

It's a pity that early this morning, when he posted the "Treatise on the Wax Ri", some monks copied the article, but by this time there was no one from the monastery, but some Xinshan pilgrims with their brains in the water came to reason with him.

"Da Lang is saying that this porridge has already been boiled?" Cao Abao twitched his nose, smelled the wafting aroma and said, "Then why don't you get a bowl for my brother to taste first, let my brother see how your eight-treasure porridge is different from the seven-treasure porridge made by the monks." ”

Huang Dalang thought about it, so he got up and said to the outside, Wan Chunnu's personal maid Leng Zhi'er used a small bowl to hold a bowl of boiled eight-treasure porridge, and then used a spoon to scoop a spoon full of white crystal sugar in a big black jar and put it on the porridge noodles, and sent it in.

Cao Abao took a look, and naturally saw the wonder of the white crystal candy at first sight, and couldn't help but point out in amazement: "This is snow candy?" What a hell! How can there be such a color of snow sugar? ”

There is a complaint above, although the sugar industry of the Great Song Dynasty is also developed, but there is no process to produce white sugar, whether it is the stone honey produced in the Suining area of China or the imported frosted sugar, it is basically colored, like Huang Dalang, the colorless white sugar obtained by using multiple filtered saturated sugar water crystallization, is a typical black technology product in this era.

said that he was going to see it, but Cao Abao quickly mixed the white sugar into the porridge and ate it in a big gulp, and then the intoxicated expression on his face, as if this white sugar was really a delicacy in the world, made Huang Dalang have nothing to say.

After snoring and snoring a bowl of eight-treasure porridge, Cao Abao wiped his mouth and said, "It's not enough!" Another bowl with more snow sugar! ”

Huang Dalang pushed the bowl and said, "This porridge tastes fresh, do you still want to eat enough?" Sheep noodle soup is coming, or eat noodles to be full, remember to go to the counter to talk when you leave, I will wrap you some snow sugar to take home! ”

Cao Abao smiled and squinted when he heard this, and said busily: "Okay!" I got Dalang's love today, and there will be a good reward in the future! ”

"Go, go!" Huang Dalang saw that the little guy was holding a plate and bringing the ramen and side dishes, so he was about to get up, but Cao Abao stopped him and said, "Da Lang, do you want to use this snow candy to beat the monk?" You have to think twice about this, the monk can not be easily provoked, and if something really happens, I am afraid that my father will not be able to afford it. ”

"I'll take care of it!" Huang Dalang glanced back at Cao Abao, and saw the sincerity in his eyes, so he was silent.

When I went out to take a look, Wang Ruchu was still working hard to interpret his "Theory of the Wax Sun", the people on the third or fourth floor inside and outside the kanban were all excited, the sun in the sky would also be in the middle of the sky, and the warm sun in winter was also comfortable.

"Don't wait! Leng Zhi'er, let's start making porridge! Huang Dalang rolled up his sleeves and put his hand in his sleeve, this action was learned when he followed Zhu Taozhi in the north, and when he heard the news that Wang Ruchu was showing off his eloquence, they all rushed to the porridge shed, and Huang Dalang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Now the monks don't dare to come to the door to theorize, which has made Huang Dalang have a frustration that seems to be punching with all his strength, but hitting the wall, and then looking at the appearance of these ordinary people rushing to eat porridge, it also makes Huang Dalang understand what it means to be big and eat the biggest.

When he was in the middle of his stomach, he saw several sour scribes who had been reasoning with him in the morning coming with their uncle in their arms, and hurriedly pulled out their hands to welcome them into the shop. Looking at his uncle's expressionless face and holding a volume of documents in his hand, Huang Dalang naturally understood that it must be a few big people who went home to flip through the books to no avail, so he ran to sue his parents.

greeted and sat down, Huang Dalang didn't wait for them to speak, and took the initiative to say: "Now that the porridge is being opened, why don't the children come up and taste it with the uncles?" ”

Yao Zheng glanced at everyone and nodded.

Huang Dalang asked Leng Zhi'er to make laba porridge, and also signaled her to put more snow sugar, after the porridge was delivered, everyone looked surprised. Yao Zheng also politely conceded, so he mixed the snow sugar on the porridge noodles with a spoon and tasted it, and naturally boasted: "Not bad!" It's hot! ”

A few cuoda tasted it, although they didn't say anything in their mouths, but they knew the taste in their hearts by looking at their expressions.

Needless to say, the eight treasure porridge that the Huang family used black technology is naturally more than one and a half stronger than the "seven treasures and five flavor porridge" in the temple, and naturally no one dares to find fault in this aspect of porridge.

went to the porridge bowl and served the tea soup, Yao Zheng spread out the documents he had been holding on the table, and said to Huang Dalang: "Jie'er, this Wang Xuance's "Zhongtianzhu Xingji", my father did read it in Taixue in Bianliang, Tokyo, but he did not copy it back. A few days ago, when Su Ge Lao passed by Huangzhou, he mentioned this matter to his father. Now, although what you said in your article is true, I don't know where you know it, as a father. ”

As soon as Yao Zheng said this, Huang Dalang's delicate mind moved and he also heard the taste, and at this time, he didn't move Su Che's tiger skin as a banner, so he said: "Father-in-law forgot, when Su Ge Lao and his father-in-law had a drink, the child was on the side. ”

"You kid, how dare you write this hearsay easily?" Yao Zheng suddenly showed an angry face, and shouted: "The Buddha's birthday of the Buddha is already ancient, and it overlaps with the Chinese ancient La, and it is also a good deed. ”

Huang Dalang has been receiving some orders in Yao Zheng's study every day in recent days, and the tacit understanding is early, so he naturally knows how to cooperate: "Father-in-law, it's the child Meng Lang!" ”

After speaking, he crossed his hands and bowed to all of you and said, "Boy Meng Lang, I hope you gentlemen will forgive me!" ”