Qin Fei arrived at Wuliang Temple in the evening.

This temple does not have a magnificent decoration, a black tile, white lime wall, in this deep mountain and old forest, but also complement each other.

There are not many pilgrims, maybe it is too late, only two people met along the way, one or two monks cleaning the fallen leaves of the steps, quiet and beautiful.

Qin Fei entered the Buddha Hall, the stone carved Buddha statue, the treasure was solemn, not sad or happy, and his heart was very calm when he looked at it.

Qin Fei put on the incense, and then came to the merit box and asked the little novice on the side: "Little master, how much is the right amount of incense money to donate?"

"Everything goes with the flow. "Xiao Sha brids the eleventh ceremony.

It's nice that there is no minimum spend.

Qin Fei invested a penny, and the corners of Xiao Shami's mouth twitched obviously, but he still maintained etiquette: "Thank you, donor, do you need to fast?"

"There is labor. Qin Fei nodded.

The little novice led the way, passed through the monastery, and went to the fasting room, where he saw an old monk locking the door.

Xiao Shami may not be happy with Qin Fei's rice, and immediately smiled: "I'm really embarrassed donor, the fasting room is closed, why don't you stay in the guest room for one night and have some morning tea tomorrow?"

Since it was closed, Qin Fei didn't say anything, but the old monk who locked the door heard the conversation and hurriedly beckoned: "The donor hasn't fasted yet? ”

Xiao Shami hurriedly said, "Master Nianyue, this is not in accordance with the rules, right?"

"It is even more unruly to make pilgrims hungry. The old monk looked stubborn and reopened the room.

Qin Fei was really embarrassed, and decided to donate more incense money tomorrow.

Entering the room, it was very clean, the tables and chairs were spotless, Qin Fei wanted to help Master Nianyue make a move, but the old monk said that Qin Fei was a guest, and there was no reason for the guests to do it.

After waiting for a while, Master Nianyue brought out two dishes and one soup, one was a seasonal vegetarian dish, one fried vegetarian meat, and a bowl of green vegetable and tofu soup.

The vegetarian dishes are refreshing and delicious, the tofu soup is light and flavorful, and the fried vegetarian meat is even more amazing, and it is almost impossible to eat that it is made of tofu.

Qin Fei put down several bowls of rice before he exclaimed: "The food of Wuliang Temple is really worthy of its reputation. ”

"The donor is overrated. Master Nianyue cleaned up the kitchen utensils and smiled faintly.

"How long has Master Nianyue been cooking?" Qin Fei was a little curious.

Master Nianyue pondered for a moment: "When I was twelve years old, I was assigned to the fasting room, and I should have been cooking for fifty years. ”

Qin Fei originally thought that Master Nianyue was a monk halfway, but he didn't expect to stay in it when he was young, no wonder he was able to make Zhai cuisine superb.

It's not right, with such old qualifications, why do you have to be a prison, why are you still messing around in the fasting room?

Qin Fei couldn't help but ask this question.

Master Nianyue smiled embarrassedly: "My qualifications are not good, among my fellow disciples and brothers, my Buddhism is the worst, I can't even memorize a complete scripture, if I don't know how to cook, I would have been kicked out of Wuliang Temple a long time ago." ”

So that's the case, Qin Fei chatted with Master Nianyue for a while, his life experience was not as wonderful as one-ten-thousandth of his cooking skills, Qin Fei was a little tired, so he took his leave and went to sleep in the guest room of Wuliang Temple for a night.

There was no dream all night, and early the next morning, Qin Fei was woken up by a burst of scolding.

When I pushed the door, it turned out that the prison was scolding Master Nianyue for spoiling the ingredients, and it was estimated that yesterday's novice made a small report.

Master Nianyue was a lot older, but he was scolded by a monk in his thirties like a grandson, Qin Fei was displeased, so in front of the prison, he took out ten taels of silver and donated merit.

The prison has not seen such a large amount of incense money for a long time, and a chrysanthemum flower smiled on his face, and he didn't mean that Sang scolded Huai, and ordered: "Nianyue, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and make breakfast for the donor." The donor wants to eat whatever he wants, despite the commands. ”

The prison and the little novice left happily, and Master Nianyue saluted Qin Fei elevenly: "Let the donor break the bill." ”

"It doesn't matter. "Qin Fei was going to thank Master Nianyue.

At breakfast, Master Nianyue fried a plate of vegetarian meat and a plate of peanuts for Qin Fei.

Qin Fei enjoyed eating very much, so he borrowed the kitchen and made a bowl of vegetarian rice noodles for Master Nianyue to taste.

After Master Nianyue ate it, he changed his previous peaceful appearance and was ecstatic: "It's good, how can it be so delicious?"

"I'll teach you how to make rice noodles, and you teach me how to make vegetarian meat, how about it?" Qin Fei proposed.

Master Nianyue agreed without hesitation.

In fact, Qin Fei will be half of the production of vegetarian meat.

The previous process is similar to that of making stinky tofu, where soybeans are pulped and boiled, and a thin film will be formed on the surface of the soybean milk after adding a special point brine.

Pick it up with a bamboo stick, stack it on a bamboo plaque, don't pile it too thick, and then press it slightly with a wooden board, which will make the texture of the vegetarian meat firmer, and finally put the bamboo plaque in the sun to dry.

The dried vegetarian meat is very hard, and when you need to eat it, soak the vegetarian meat in water a little, and then slice and fry it, and the taste is the same as the meat.

After a day's time, Qin Fei made vegetarian meat, and Master Nianyue learned to make rice noodles, and both of them were very fulfilling.

Halfway through, the prison made a special trip to ask Qin Fei if he wanted to listen to the Buddhist scriptures, but Qin Fei directly refused, not only because he felt that listening to the Buddhist scriptures was not interesting to eat, but also because Qin Fei had been in contact with Master Nianyue for a long time, and found that the other party talked and did things, and he felt like a wise fool, which benefited people a lot.

For example, when Qin Fei was bored, he asked, you who study Buddhism always chant Amitabha, if Amitabha Buddha is in trouble, what will he recite?

Master Nianyue pondered for a moment: "It should still be Amitabha." ”

Qin Fei smiled: "How can anyone pronounce his own name?"

Master Nianyue scratched his bald head and said embarrassedly: "Maybe it's better to ask for others than for yourself." ”

Qin Fei was stunned for a long time, only feeling that a person who did not understand the Buddhist scriptures was more like a Buddha than those who were familiar with memorizing the scriptures.

In this way, Qin Fei cultivated his body in Wuliang Temple for two days, and this morning, he was ready to say goodbye and leave.

But hearing that the prison was scolding Master Nianyue again, Qin Fei wanted to help Master Nianyue a few words, but found that things were not as simple as he imagined.

In addition to Wuliang Temple, there is also a nunnery in Wuliang Mountain, the incense of the nunnery is not good, and the disciples of the disciples are very hard, and sometimes they will go to Wuliang Temple to borrow salt.

A little nun came this morning, and the prison generously agreed, but Master Nianyue held the salt jar and refused to give it.

Qin Fei felt that Master Nianyue was not such a stingy person, and he was about to ask about the situation.

At this time, an elderly teacher in the nunnery came to Wuliang Temple, although the years erased his face, but it can be seen that the teacher was very beautiful when she was young.

"Do you have to be a poor nun to borrow it?"

Master Nianyue immediately got up from the ground like a mouse seeing a cat, and handed a jar of salt to Shitai with a smile: "Here you go." ”

......

Fifty years ago, the abbot of Wuliang Temple brought back a beggar who was about ten years old from outside, saying that he was the reincarnation of an Arhat and accepted him as a closed disciple.

The beggar did not live up to the hope of the abbot, he was extremely perceptive, extremely intelligent, and he could read the profound and obscure Buddhist scriptures at a glance, and he could sit with the old monk at a young age and discuss the Dharma, without tasting defeat.

However, one day, there was a little nun named Qiuyue who came to borrow salt, and the Wuliang Temple was also very poor at that time, so she refused to borrow it, and the little monk happened to see it, so he brought the salt from the fasting room to the little nun: "In the future, as long as you come, as long as I am here, you can have as much salt as you want." ”

Since then, the little monk has been punished by the Buddha, and his qualifications are dull, and he can no longer learn the Dharma.

This story was told to Qin Fei by an old pilgrim.

Eating the rice without salt in the dining room, Qin Fei was full of relish.