Chapter 142: Luo Heng's Entrustment

I lay on top of him and apologized.

"My sister has grown a lot of meat in the past two days."

I complained: "The food in the Qinglou is too good. ”

"It's good to look good when you're fat, and it feels good to be round and jade." He grabbed me by the waist.

"Hello?! Do you want to say I'm a pig! "I was angry and beat him.

"Who?"

It's not that the temple doesn't want to welcome pilgrims, it's just that the front and back doors are blocked so that there is no one in the temple. At this time, we were flirting with no one on the ground in the temple garden, and this movement finally attracted the priest.

However, we are not the family members of the patients who came to make trouble, so we are not worried about being kicked out. But the priests didn't know that they were surrounded by broomsticks, mops, and even magic tools such as vajra hammers.

"Ah...... We just ......"

We were just passing by and wanted to ask why there was something wrong with the sweet porridge......

This reason sounds like a lot of panic, and why should the priests ask us to inquire about it?

I can't say it.

Han lay on the ground, took my words, but said, "Doctor Luo Heng wants to know why sweet porridge makes people have diarrhea, so he specially asked us to take a look." ”

The priests looked at us lying on the ground, with questioning expressions, as if they thought we were not reliable at all.

I quickly got up from him, patted my clothes, and looked at Han in amazement.

This answer is fantastic.

Originally, the teacher was unknown, why should the priests pay attention to us? But as soon as Han explained it like this, we can justify it.

I grabbed him again and whispered, "Your amnesia is fake!" ”

Han rubbed his nose: "It's really Luo Heng Divine Doctor who entrusted me just now, and I still have his token here." He took out a handwritten letter to the priests.

I glared at him, "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?" ”

Han bowed his head: "I'm worried that my sister won't come." ”

“……”

All right......

"Donor, please ask me to come." One of the priests in the prime of life read the handwritten book and took us to the back kitchen.

The teachings of Zeshui Temple and Moyun Temple are different, and Moyun Temple even advocates eating meat to increase nutrition and labor, and is not vegetarian at all. Despite this, the pots and pans in the temple were too simple compared to the back kitchen of the Qinglou.

There are only two stoves and a countertop for processing ingredients in the room of Moyun Temple, and there are a lot of bacon and salted fish hanging on the wall, which seem to have been prepared before winter and have not yet been eaten. Seasonings such as chopped green onions and salt are placed on the edge of the stove, and a bowl of honey seems to be accessible to anyone. The cauldron was polished, and I could vaguely see the human figure, which was very clean.

We looked at the environment a little bit and didn't see why.

The middle-aged priest introduced, "I am the high priest's apprentice Kazekage, and I went to give sweet porridge this morning. Since we knew that we were competing with Zeshui Temple for pilgrims, many poor people came to receive porridge, and the share originally given to the pilgrims was given to the poor people. ”

I pondered and asked, "But these poor people don't add money to incense, do they?" ”

Priest Kazekage: "Indeed. But my generation is not just for the money for incense, preaching is what we want to do more. ”

Han: "Did you find anything out of the ordinary?" Like who secretly drugged food. ”

"Never." Priest Fengying shook his head and said, "Knowing that today is a temple fair, the apprentice disciples got up in the middle of the night to cook, and the temple was not open at that time, so no outsiders came. If someone in my temple deliberately poisoned the people, I would never believe it. ”

I asked, "Will it be bought?" After all, the competition between you and Zeshui Temple is well known. ”