After a while, the old monk carried two pigeons whose skin had been dried up and shook them in front of her, and said flutteringly: "Little brother, close your mouth!" The old man helped you dry the pigeons! ”

Le Yuxuan looked at the unfathomable internal force in front of him, and the martial arts were even more immeasurable, and his heart rose with admiration, and after the pigeon handed over by the old monk with both hands, he took a step back slightly, widening the distance between the two.

\tWhat is fear?

At this moment, Le Xuan's heart was afraid of the old monk - awe and fear coexisted, she was very afraid that the old monk would accidentally destroy her by mistake.

She sniffed and watched the hot pan smoke slightly, a confident smile on her face. She quickly slid the pigeon into the pan and "chirp-"

The fragrant peanut oil spread the meaning of the meaty aroma, and as time passed, the meaty smell completely overshadowed the smell of peanut oil, and the fragrant meat pulled with the iron hook in her hand, and two pigeons that were fried until they were slightly yellow came out of the oven. The old monk who was guarding the side asked suspiciously, "Okay?" ”

She shook her head silently, and once again slid the pigeon in her hand into the oil pan, and let the pigeon fry in the oil pan with a good side dish.

\t "It's a-"

\tA barely audible crispy sound was remembered, and the old monk watched Le Youyou quickly return to the edge of the stove, and carefully said that the two pigeons in the oil pot were scooped up.

The golden dove burst out of the oil pan like a seed. The faint smell of flesh in the air suddenly became intense, causing the saliva in his mouth to secrete more vigorously. The old monk watched her hang two doves in one place, and asked anxiously, "Okay?" ”

"Wait a little longer! Drain the excess oil! She poured the potato strips she cut into the pot and fried them, but when she raised her head, she saw that the old monk wanted to repeat the old trick, and couldn't help shouting: "Stop!" If you dry the oil internally, you will destroy the meat of the pigeon! She looked at the old monk and glanced back at her, retracting the internal force in her hand, who knew that the next moment the old monk directly said that the pigeon leg was torn off.

The crispy outside "clucked", the exposed pigeon meat was pink and attractive, and the fragrant meat juice slowly flowed down the pigeon meat, which made the old monk's eyes light up, and he quickly took a bite of the pigeon leg in his hand.

The pigeon meat is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the aroma is extended down the mouth, and the taste buds are melted by the tenderness of the pigeon meat, and the remaining pigeon meat is unceremoniously eaten on the stomach.

The taste buds are slightly salty and fade with the arrival of the gravy, and the pigeon meat that melts in his mouth makes him feel that his tongue has disappeared, his mouth has become a world of its own, and he has become a pigeon like Zhuang Zhou, swimming in the touch brought to him by the taste buds.

Watching the old monk eat pigeon meat without fear of heat, she scooped up the fries and drained the oil, sprinkled them with fine salt, and then put the two pigeons on the plate from the iron hook.

She carried the side dishes, crispy pigeons, and French fries to the stone table in the kitchen yard, and with the mountain view, picked up a French fry, chewed it slowly, and waited for the old monk to make a bad meal.

Le Yuyu slowly ate her own crispy pigeon, the crispiness of the entrance made her squint her eyes with satisfaction, the crispy crispy skin took the lead in opening her taste buds, because the water was forced back by the old monk with internal strength The pigeon (meat) forced to level her eyes a little more tender, the pink pigeon meat came into her eyes, and the red lips lightly opened and bit the pigeon meat.

She was slightly stunned and muttered, "Sure enough, the pigeon meat is a little stronger than the usual pigeon meat, and the meat is firm and not old...... It seems that the crispy pigeon in the future can only use the mountain pigeon! ”\t

After she gnawed the crispy pigeon in her hand and gnawed it all away, she found that the old monk walked briskly to the table with two dishes in his hands and a dish on his head, "Little brother, you come and taste it!" ”

She looked at the puff pastry tofu balls that the old monk took the lead in putting on the table, and she hurriedly picked up a ball and put it into her mouth, but the puff pastry tofu balls of people who don't look hot on the outside.

At the moment when she bit it, the fragrant soup broke out of the skin, making her reluctant to give up, and her tongue was burned half to death. The old monk looked at Le Youyou, who was about to cry and eat without tears, and smiled kindly, "Eat slowly!" It's a lot of ......."

She swallowed the puff pastry tofu balls in her mouth in embarrassment, and was about to fight back against the old monk when she found the second course of vegetarian fish-flavored shredded pork.

"Old monk, you're lying! You're using real shredded meat! She picked up a piece of shredded meat and shook it in front of the old monk, who knew that the old monk smiled mysteriously, took out a thousand pieces cut into the size of shredded meat from his sleeve, and completely hit Le Xuan's face with facts, she looked at the old monk suspiciously, and sent the shredded meat into her mouth.

Suddenly, her eyebrows raised, her eyes lit up, and she looked at the old monk in surprise as he chewed slowly and swallowed the changing thousand sheets in his mouth, "Master!" How do you do it? A small piece of Chizhang can actually make the taste of shredded meat, but that's not the most amazing part. The most wonderful thing is why the toughness of Qianzhang can be compared to the shredded meat? The old monk smiled silently, and put the vegetarian noodles on top of his head that night in front of her.

The five-colored noodles floated quietly in the clear soup, she glanced at the old monk sitting opposite, touched the edge of the bowl with both hands, and the cold touch of the tentacles made her look at the old monk again in amazement, "Five-color cold noodles...... The treasure of Wutai Temple. ”

"Eat! Youngster! The old monk nibbled on a slightly cool crispy pigeon, she slowly picked up the five-color noodles as thin as hair, the orange-red noodles were made of carrot juice, the taste was light but natural with the clear soup;

The red noodles are made with beetroot juice, and the taste is sweet without taking away the taste of other noodles; The green noodles are made with spinach juice, and the fresh taste takes the whole bowl of noodles to a higher level;

The purple and orange-yellow noodles are made with purple and yellow potato juice, respectively, and both are coarse grains that add a coarse texture to the noodles.

Each type of noodles in the five colors has its own spring and autumn, which makes her can't help but eat the whole bowl of noodles, and her mood can't be calmed for a long time. When she recovered, she found that the old monk had buried the bones of the pigeons they had eaten, and she couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Master! Why do you bury your bones? ”

"Back to nature! They die for us...... "The old monk kept chattering and following the Le Xuan to promote the Dharma, and she had just eaten and drunk enough, and she also had the patience to listen to his Mahayana Buddhism, but she didn't know that this time listening to the Dharma made her turn evil into good fortune in the days to come, and gradually grow up.

The old monk and Le Xuan left the kitchen satisfied, and after Le Xuan followed the old monk to a quarter of the Wutai Temple, the two stopped in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Le Xuanyu looked at the various glazed tiles on the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and there were many milky white stone pillars erected from the front of the door to the treasure hall, and she was so bored that she counted the stone pillars in the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The old monk turned the Buddha beads in his hand and said indifferently: "Female donor! There is no need to count, there are a total of seventy-two stone pillars in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, which symbolize the seventy-two famous mountains of the Tianheng Continent. Each stone pillar is carved with the scenery of each famous mountain......" Le Xuanyu nodded as she was, but she suddenly grasped the key point - the female benefactor.

Her heart was weak and her tongue knotted: "You, you...... How...... Know? The old monk looked at her and smiled silently, and her eyes were full of compassion so that she did not delve further.

"Woo-"

Gu Ming's voice suddenly broke into the ears of the two, she hurriedly answered, turned her head to look at Gu Ming who was running and Ye Yan who was walking slowly, she just turned her head to introduce them to the old monk.

She was shocked to find that the old monk had disappeared without a trace, only the old monk's voice sounded in her ears, "Female donor!" If you want to dress as a man in the future, remember to erase your ear piercing...... The old man went to do his homework! Goodbye—"

She turned around and found that the old monk had really left, and waved her hand helplessly in the air. Ye Yan looked at Le Xuan, "What's wrong?" ”

Le Xuan pressed Gu Ming to a meter away, so that Gu Ming would not get close to her and smell the smell of the crispy pigeon, "It's okay...... It's okay......" She replied faintly, and Yeyan gritted his teeth helplessly and turned around, "Let's go!" Let's go back to the backyard for dinner......"

"Hmm......" Le Xuan snorted lightly, and sighed helplessly as she looked at Ye Yan's tall back.

"Ahh Why do you smell of meat? Isn't it ......" Gu Ming suddenly asked about the smell on her body, she hurriedly covered his mouth and glared at him, "Fifth prince! You can't say things that offend the Buddha like this in the Buddhist place......"

However, the old monk who was watching the three of them from the height of the Daxiong Treasure Hall smiled lightly and muttered: "The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart!" Little apprentice, how cute are you......"

In the backyard of Wutai Temple:

Gu Ji dressed up and walked into the main hall in a flashy manner, and when she wanted to have dinner with Yeyan and the others, the elusive monster appeared in front of everyone with the little wolf and Xiao Nan, and said with lightning speed that the remaining seats at the Yeyan table were successfully seized.

Le Yuyu tasted the four dishes and one soup on the table, and her brows couldn't help frowning, especially because the taste of the three dishes of five-color cold noodles, puff pastry tofu balls and vegetarian fish-flavored shredded pork was very different from the three dishes she had tasted before made by the old monk, which once again proved that there is no contrast and no harm.

Ye Yan looked at her who didn't move her chopsticks much, and silently sandwiched a puff pastry tofu ball for her, and she raised her head to look at the late middle ball. Yeyan buried his head and continued to eat: "Eat!" ”

She really wanted to accept Ye Yan's love, but her mouth was unwilling to accept this pill that was too big a gap, and shook her head silently, but she didn't want this refusal to make Ye Yan resolutely put down the dishes and chopsticks and stood up and walked out.

She watched Ye Yan walk out inexplicably, and asked incomprehensibly, "Strange, why did the prince go out inexplicably?" The strange man with a mouthful of white rice raised his head in the midst of the busy cooking, "It's not because of you!" ”

"Me?" She pointed to herself and looked at the disappearing Yeyan at the door, "I didn't sit on anything?" It's really a man's heart......"

The heavy responsibility at the dinner table heard her exclamation, and they were even more frightened, but they all thought in their hearts: women's hearts are needles......