Moon didn't take it seriously, speculating that this fat man was the signboard here, and it was estimated that it would be useful in the future, so he only gouged out an eyeball.

"Lead the way, don't ink."

The middle-aged fat man seemed to have received amnesty, and quickly got up and took Moon to treat his injuries.

After all, this is a temple, not a hospital, and after simply disposing of the wound and changing into relatively decent clothes, Moon returned to the hall again.

At this time, the bowl Arhat was eating, and he didn't wait for Moon at all.

Seeing that Moon was freshly cleaned and a little more pleasing to the eye, he raised the bowl and forced himself to be a little enthusiastic, even if it was to give face to Lingzi and Mother.

"Sit down and eat together."

People give you face, you have to continue, Moon knew in his heart, it would be a bit masochistic to pretend to be polite again, sat down next to the kang table, and picked up the bowl.

The dishes on the table are very simple, a pot of stew, white rice.

This food standard is a bit inconsistent with the luxury of the living environment.

Looking at the pot of vegetables suspiciously, did he say anything?

Pork belly stewed cabbage, very simple.

Seeing Moon staring at the dish and not eating, the bowl Arhat understood her thoughts, and like a chef, began to explain the extraordinaryness of this pot of vegetables.

"What's the matter, don't you think the food is good?

You haven't seen anything on the market, do you know what it's called? ”

Moon was holding the bowl, but he didn't dare to eat it, he didn't know what his name was, and what kind of face he had to eat?

"Please make it clear to my uncle, what is this pot of vegetables called?"

"Lama meat stewed with sour cabbage, have you ever heard of it?"

Moon forcibly held back the surprise in his heart, why is this bowl Arhat okay now?

According to the weight of this pot of vegetables, the lamas of this temple are not enough to survive the winter.

Although there was no moral constraint, Moon felt that it was still a little taboo to be born as a human in this life, so he silently put down the dishes and chopsticks, and smiled apologetically.

"Uncle, when I came, I just finished eating.

I've been losing weight recently, so I won't eat with you. ”

It's over, this must be a misunderstanding.

If it was the temper of the Arhat before, he would have lifted the table a long time ago, but now is not the same as before after all, and he has to pay attention to the image in front of the juniors.

"What do you think this lama meat is?"

Without waiting for Moon to help find an excuse to prevaricate, the Arhat picked up a piece of the bowl and held it in front of Moon.

"This is a suckling pig from the next birth, every day to fill ginseng cordyceps and other boiled decoction, not omnivorous, feeding alone, fitness and beauty listening to music are indispensable."

It turned out to be pork...

Moon was relieved, but when he heard about fitness and beauty, his heart was a little nervous.

"If it grows too big, the meat will not be tender, and if it grows too small, it will not be full of fat.

It ripens to 100 catties in a month, and the error is controlled within 100 grams. ”

Holding a bowl and saying this, looking at the pork belly on the chopsticks, it was like looking at a work of art, and the pride was beyond words.

"Each pig only takes three or five catties of plum blossom meat on the front breast, and then uses my unique secret method to marinate it for 2714 days before it can be put into the pot, which is the focus."

Moon's explanation of the bowl Arhat was shocking, and he originally thought it was just hearsay and deliberately showing off.

According to the proficiency of this hand-holding handle, he is hiding in Ruixue Temple, has he been raising pigs?

Next, the Arhat confirms Moon's speculation, but it seems that it is not just pig breeding.

The explanation of pork belly came to an end, and Luohan stuffed the large piece of pork into his mouth, and when he took a bite, the lard flowed directly into his mouth, and it was greasy and lovely to look at.

Just with that old face full of wrinkles like a walnut, Moon didn't have any appetite.

Swallowing the lama's meat, the Arhat picked up another piece of cabbage.

"Do you know what this is?"

"Cabbage?"

"Wrong!"

"Sauerkraut?"

"Wrong! It's sour cabbage! ”

Moon really wanted to slap his mouth, just now he said that it was lama meat stewed with sour cabbage, why did he remember it wrong?

"Sour cabbage, not cabbage, not sauerkraut.

Its existence is my rebellious change of life for cabbage.

Selected organic cabbage, at her prime age, cut down with the noon sunshine, exposed to the sun for 2714 days.

Then put it in the jar, according to the secret method, relying on the qi of the yin, marinated for 2714 days.

One less day, the cabbage is not sour, one more day, the cabbage becomes sauerkraut, which is the grasp of the heat, as well as the control of the alternation of the sun and the moon, which is very human. ”

Moon's expression was completely sluggish, and he said that the pickled cabbage was so lofty, it was not for the Venerable Arhat, and he couldn't make so many ways to kill himself.

It seems that this Venerable Arhat has been quite bored in these hidden years.

Didn't do anything serious at all, except for feeding the pigs is pickled cabbage?

Moon didn't dare to say anything more, afraid that people would continue to popularize science for him, so he picked up his rice bowl and ate it after dividing five by two, as if he had never eaten such a delicious meal in eight lifetimes.

Seeing that Moon was so urgent, the bowl Arhat showed a satisfied smile, and just smiled a little, and it was full of regret.

"It's a pity, your mother-in-law doesn't know I'm here, I really want to send her some to taste, I've been studying hard all these years, not to make her eat fresh."

"Uncle, then I'll tell my mother-in-law."

"No, I want to hide my whereabouts, I can't tell her, I can only rely on her to find out by herself, which is also helpless."

What is the logic of this?

Moon was speechless about the twist between their siblings.

Forget it, the meal has been eaten, and the people have finished showing, so let's get down to business.

"Uncle, I'm here this time, it's really a secret arrangement, the Buddha's...

Don't stare, I'm talking about the point.

That is, I found out that there is a big secret of shamanism in Taiqinggou, but I am not strong enough to do shamanism, so I am like this. ”

Speaking of the shamanism of Taiqinggou, the arhat who raised the bowl didn't even lift his eyelids, and he didn't seem surprised at all.

Moon guessed that in the same city, Arhat should know about this matter, so why didn't he hold back and didn't do it?

"I thought that getting the secret of shamanism would be a great achievement, and then I would give the credit to my mother-in-law, which can be regarded as my filial piety.

Over the years, although my mother-in-law has not been waiting to see me, I can't have no conscience, right?

Besides, so many of your nephews are wandering around nowhere, and I also want to make more meritorious contributions, and with my support, I can slowly rescue my little uncles from that dire situation. ”

Bolt right, you must tie this matter to your mother-in-law, and the following words can be continued, Moon is very clear about this, all the starting points are for the good of Lingzi and Mother, and it is necessary.

Hearing these words as if Moon had memorized them, the Arhat pondered for a long time, and then picked up another piece of lama meat.

"You say, what is the most important thing in making this lama meat?"

Can't you speak human words if you don't play a sharp edge?

The common problem of big shots, Moon looks down on this the most.

Piglet?

Not omnivorous?

Herbs?

What else?

That's right, the secret method of pickling, Moon's eyes lit up.

"It's my uncle's unique secret method."

"Wrong, it's the heat, the fire of 2714 days."

Moon has a very bright brain, can't he be too clear of the ditch?