Lin Dang didn't actually make any food, at least in Lin Dang's opinion, the cups of ginger juice and milk he made were a very homely thing. In fact, novices can get on the road, but what bothers Lin Dang is: she asked her father to get milk, but she didn't know if she could drink milk in this temple?

Later, Bi Fen gave a solution, Bi Fen said that her family teacher is also a substitute for practice, and the meditation master said that Buddhism is mainly to make people feel good in their hearts and cultivate their minds. Don't bother. Lin Dang wanted to say at that time, can you eat a few bites of meat? But in the face of Shang Bifen's pious eyes, Lin Dang didn't say anything.

At this time, if Lin Dang only needed to take a mobile phone and ask Du Niang before, but the world changed over time, Lin Dang had to go into the countryside and prepare to ask the meditation master in person. Chickens can't be eaten, meat can't be eaten, and if milk can't be eaten, the two children can only rely on protein to supplement nutrition.

At this moment, Xiao Qiangqiang, known as the first NPC of Datang, spoke:

"It is said that when the Buddha was alive, the monks of ancient India were able to drink some milk; The "Dapan Nirvana Sutra" contains: monks are allowed to eat milk and its derivatives; However, in some wealthy places, the monks feel that practicing the bodhisattva path, cultivating equanimity, and drinking milk when there are abundant materials is forcibly depriving the calf of food, so there is the thirteenth ancestor of the Pure Land Sect of Buddhism, Yinguang Master Yun, 'Anyone who is sentient cannot eat it..."

"Okay, what I said in the front is very good, and I don't have to listen to it later!"

"Hiccup" Xiao Qiang was intercepted by Lin Dang like this, and involuntarily hiccuped.

Lin Dang automatically shielded the sentence behind Xiao Qiang in the case of abundant materials, they are already in a difficult situation, okay? If she had another choice, she wouldn't have just let her two children drink milk.

Although Xiao Qiang is often unreliable, this time he really helped Lin Dang a lot. Little Wolf and Xiao Linlin were so frightened that they woke up at night a few nights, and they were a little cold, so Lin Dang thought about making a dessert with ginger juice for the two of them, which not only tasted delicious and fragrant, but also nourished food.

Ginger juice is Lin Dang's own grinding, here is a lack of tools, don't even think about any juicer, Lin Dang had to comfort himself, and when he has his own land, he imitates the ancient juicer to make a simple version, and finally made ginger juice, the milk is only two catties, Lin Dang calculated, and felt that four bowls were enough.

The essence of ginger ale and milk is all in one "bump". The boiled milk is sweetened and cooled for 30 seconds, and then quickly put in the ginger juice, and when the ginger juice hits the milk, it explodes with the dopamine, pheromones and hormones between men and women at this moment, and then tightly binds.

White and tender like tofu, although the little wolf has never eaten tofu. Lin Dang also felt strange, it is said that tofu appeared in the Han Dynasty. In the Huai River valley during the Han Dynasty, farmers had learned to use stone water mills, preferring to grind beans and rice into soybean milk from water mills equipped with funnels. But obviously, the craftsmanship here is still very rough, which is also because He Lindang said that he would make vegetarian goose so that the meditation master ate it very much, and he couldn't make tofu, so naturally he didn't understand what it was called vegetarian goose.

"This is not the two Hans, this is the unknown Datang!" Xiao Qiang's voice was full of vicissitudes, but Lin Dang didn't care, or even though he heard it, he didn't want to care. Because at this time, Lin Dang felt that he had found another business opportunity.

Datang is really a place with unlimited business opportunities, and she can go further and further on the road of making food! Of course, there will be silver, and the way home will become clearer and clearer!

Because of the goal of struggle and the motivation to go home, Lin Dang made four bowls of ginger juice and milk very quickly. Although Lin Dang gave himself a lot of psychological construction, he was not embarrassed to eat in the original temple in the end, but came to Zhu Dad's place.

Two bowls were given to Father Zhu's father and daughter, and two bowls were given to Xiao Linlin and Little Wolf.

Only the little wolf is entangled. The little wolf is still a little resistant to the ginger milk brought by Lin Dang, after all, what he hates the most is the smell of ginger, but this is something that comes from Dangdang, and it is made by Dangdang himself. Even if it is unpalatable, he has to cheer up, after all, I wish the father, father and daughter, and Xiao Qiang all watched!

Who knows that as soon as I enter it, I think it's okay. Although there is the taste of ginger juice, but there is no spicy taste but only the sweetness of ginger juice remains, and the fishy thing like goat's milk has become sweet and delicious through Lin Dang's skillful hands.

The little wolf took a bite, a little reluctant, he secretly moved the bowl to himself and moved it again, and then took advantage of the fact that no one else could see it, and quietly said to Lin Dang: "You made it yourself, you haven't eaten it yourself, eat it first!" ”

Lin Dang had already seen the little wolf's movements, she originally thought that the little wolf was protecting food and wanted to eat it slowly for a while, how did she know that the little wolf cub was deliberately reserved for herself! Lin Dang's eyes were a little hot, and she forcibly looked at the sky: Okay, this roof is a bit short.

"Okay, boy, if you don't like to eat, just tell me, what does it look like!" Lin Dang finished speaking viciously, but he couldn't beat the little wolf's eyes looking at her sincerely, so he looked at her quietly, until he took a bite, and the little wolf happily took a big "ahhhh

"Wow wow!" At this time, Xiao Lin Lin, who had been immersed in hard work, cried. Everyone didn't know why, so they came over to ask her, "What's wrong, what's wrong, are you biting your tongue?" ”

Zhusun on the side smiled and teased Xiao Linlin: "Gluttony bites tongue and hungry cheeks, it must be that Lin Gongzi's ginger juice is too delicious to hit the milk, Xiao Linlin bites her cheeks, right?" ”

Xiao Linlin, who was wiping her tears, shook her head first, and then nodded, and the childish actions of the little child made several people present inexplicable.

Only the little wolf still understands his sister, and is busy comforting Xiao Linlin: "It's okay, eat it." ”

Lin Dang realized that the little girl who dared to love felt that she had eaten delicious food and did not leave it for her family to eat, so she cried urgently! This matter has to be left to the adult, Lin Dang can still laugh and scold and expose the hypocrisy, but in the face of Xiao Linlin, who has a pair of sincere eyes, Lin Dang feels that he can't laugh or speak.

She had no choice but to hug Xiao Linlin, and said softly in the words that Father Lin used to coax her: "Xiao Linlin, don't like to eat ginger juice and milk, there will be a lot of delicious food later, you have to keep some stomach,"

As he spoke, Lin Dang took Xiao Linlin's little hand and began to count: "Sweet and sour chops, do you love Xiao Linlin?" ”

Xiao Linlin nodded with tears in her big apricot eyes: "Love!" Lin Dang continued to fool her again: "Then Xiao Linlin likes to eat small crispy meat, right?" ”

What is the little crispy meat, Xiao Linlin swallowed her saliva, and nodded in a milky voice: "I love to eat it too!" ”

Lin Dang continued to say: "Then Xiao Linlin and the little wolf love to eat spicy chicken, the kind that is very spicy?" ”

If you want to say that it is very spicy, it is not so much, after all, there is no chili pepper here in Datang, and the source of spicy is actually a thing called dogwood. For Lin Dang, who is addicted to spicy and has no spicy pleasure, it is simply a kind of torture.