Although after arriving in the northwest, the time was too short, and there were very few vegetables grown at home, but there was still a copy for Chen Yannan.

After all, she didn't want to offend Chen Yannan, and she didn't want to give Congjun to him.

What's more, even if he really gave Cong Jue to him, I was afraid that in less than a day, Chen Yannan would return Cong Jue, Cong Jue's cooking skills, Chen Yannan didn't know, but Jiang Weilan knew it very clearly, at best, he could just see it.

As the largest merchant in the northwest, although the Chen family is a merchant, its actual status is not much better than that of the officials here, and the level of the cooks in his family is definitely much higher than that of Cong Jue.

Chen Yannan felt that what Jiang Weilan said was very reasonable, but it was just to send an ingredient over and let his own cook make it, so what did it matter?

Could it be that the vegetables grown by Jiang Weilan are really different from other people's homes? After all, Jiang Weilan really has no need to lie to himself, such a lie can be said to be self-defeating.

"Since Mademoiselle is so confident in her ingredients, I'll wait and see." Chen Yannan nodded slightly and said.

On this day, Chen Yannan really had three meals here with Jiang Weilan, he was originally an insightful and funny person, and he felt very good about Jiang Weilan, so Jiang Weilan had a lot less opinions about him.

When it was time for dinner, the two of them could talk harmoniously and have a lot of topics.

The next day was a sunny day, and the previous feeling of being cold due to the rain was gone, even in the mountains, it could feel a little hot.

Chen Yannan wanted to go back to Lancheng, Jiang Weilan asked Congshan to go down according to the previous agreement, sent a set of ingredients to the Chen family, and said that he would bring more ingredients to the mountain when Congshan went up the mountain.

Because of Chen Yannan's matter, Jiang Weilan remembered that the ingredients from home were indeed extraordinary, so it was better to send a copy to Master Mingde every day, which could be regarded as thanking Master Mingde for saving his life back then.

Congshan did not disobey Jiang Weilan's arrangement, and soon went down the mountain.

And Jiang Weilan ordered Cong Jue to cook the meal, and then took Cong Lin to Master Mingde's meditation room.

Master Mingde was a little surprised that Jiang Weilan actually brought a food box to his meditation room, for so many years, he really hadn't met anyone who brought him food.

"The little girl ordered someone to make some meals, and specially sent them to the master to taste, hoping to meet the master's taste." Jiang Weilan said with a shallow smile.

"Acquaintance is fate, and the little donor is polite." Master Mingde said with a smile.

He is a long-time ascetic person, and he spends most of his life wandering around, so he really doesn't have much demand for appetite, as long as he can swallow it.

But someone can think of himself, even he feels warm in his heart. When he calculated that he should go to the northwest, he really didn't expect that it should be on Jiang Weilan's body.

Cong Lin hurriedly put the food box in his hand and trembling Song Ao in front of Master Mingde, and then carefully took out two bowls of vegetarian dishes and a bowl of rice from it and placed them in front of Master Mingde.

"Has the little benefactor already had lunch?" Master Mingde didn't move his chopsticks, but asked.

"I haven't eaten yet, so I came to eat with the master, I don't know if it's rude?" Jiang Weilan said with a soft smile.

But Cong Lin had already carried the food box to Jiang Yunzhao's face, and when he opened the lower layer of the food box, it was the same meal as in front of Master Mingde, but the portion was slightly less.

Seeing that Jiang Weilan came prepared, Master Mingde nodded and said, "It's been a long time since anyone has eaten with Lao Wei. ”

After Master Mingde said this, he picked up the dishes and chopsticks and began to eat, only one bite down, Master Mingde couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Jiang Weilan, this meal is really much better than the vegetarian food in the temple, it can be seen that this little donor still has a heart.

After the meal, neither of them spoke, and Conglin cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks in front of them.

Master Mingde looked at Cong Lin, and suddenly said: "What the female benefactor wants in her heart needs to be natural, and you must not force it. ”

From Lin's pause, she understood the meaning of this sentence, and she couldn't force it, that is, she couldn't take the initiative to find a way to find it. But how does this make her reconcile?

Master Mingde sighed and said: "The female benefactor has an obsession in her heart, but you must know that everything in this world has a fixed number, and there are some things that cannot be achieved by force, and there are many times when she struggles to find it to the end, but the result is more and more disappointing. ”

This is also very clear, Conglin only felt sour in her eyes, wanted to cry, but felt that there were no tears, she had been trying to pursue this result since she was sensible, but in the end, will the result really disappoint her?

Conglin's mouth moved, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just retreated gloomily behind Jiang Weilan and stood quietly.

It is already a great creation for her to be able to get Master Mingde's guidance today, and she must not be able to get Long Wangshu, and she wants the master to give her more clear guidance.

Jiang Yunzhao saw that Conglin's expression was quite calm, so he didn't say much, and only said to Master Mingde with a smile: "If the master likes these meals prepared by the little girl, can the little girl deliver food to the master every day during her temporary stay in the temple?" ”

"It's a pity, the old man will leave soon, even if the little donor has a heart, the old man can't receive it." When Master Mingde said this, there was not a slight smile on his face, but a slight trace of regret.

Although Jiang Weilan expected early on that Master Mingde would definitely leave the northwest and go to other places, he didn't expect that fate would be so short, but in just a few days, Master Mingde was about to leave.

"Does the Master have to leave?" Jiang Weilan asked softly.

"There is a certain number of everything, just go!" Master Mingde recited a Buddha name and said, "It's just that after eating the meal prepared by the little donor today, the old man was a little reluctant to leave." ”

Jiang Weilan heard it very clearly, even if he was reluctant to leave, but when it was time to leave, he would definitely have to leave.

"The master has a safe journey, and I only hope that in the future, the little girl and the master will see each other again." Jiang Weilan was also very reluctant to let Master Mingde leave like this, but she still said this with a smile.

"The old man and the little donor are the fate of many generations, and naturally there is a time to say goodbye, but I don't know when the goodbye is. It's just that before leaving, the old man still has a sentence to instruct the little benefactor, to be kind at all times, and not to be blinded by hatred and do things that hurt nature and reason. ”