Chapter 1 Xiegu Temple (I)
"The slanting sun falls into the secluded realm, and the valley is dark and deep in the tree. The temple bears the golden light protection, and the three treasures are fierce. Zhao Qian shook his head and read the poems on the stone tablet, "Look, Brother Sun, this is still the first Tibetan poem-'Xiegu Temple is fierce', it is almost terrifying." With that, he looked down for the stone in his hand.
"Brother Zhao, let's figure it out again when we have time, as soon as it gets dark and the temple is closed, we won't be able to enter, let's go." Sun Li saw that Zhao Qian was still rubbing in front of the stone tablet, and couldn't help but stop and urge.
I saw Zhao Gan bending down and picking up a small stone, and then carved it on the stone tablet for a while, then threw the small stone, clapped his hands and greeted the companion reading Xiao Xiao: "Go, Yuanbao, let's not miss the matter of 'Master Sun'." β
An old monk in gray walked to the stele and shook his head again and again, on which someone had just drawn a heart shape, and the words "Zhao Qian High School" were written in it.
Sun Li didn't want to go to Xiegu Temple to make incense, but his mother cited many examples of fulfillment - Wang's blacksmith's family begged for a son, Zhang's tailor's family got married, and Uncle Chen's lost mule was recovered...... Sun Li objected that it was just a coincidence, but his mother thought it would be better to even beg for a lottery. Sun Li thought that although he didn't believe it, there was no need to live up to his mother's wishes, so he took the incense and candles prepared by his mother and went to Xiegu Temple. I don't want to meet my classmate Zhao Qian on the street. Zhao Qian didn't say a word, grabbed Sun Li and went to the "Wangfulou Restaurant" opened by his own house to eat.
Zhao Qian's family is a well-known wealthy family in the local area, and his family runs a restaurant and pawnshop. His father felt that the family was a big business, and the eldest and second of the three sons were all running a business, so he hoped that the third Zhao Gan could study and make a name for himself, so he told Zhao Gan not to be hedonous and to keep up with his classmates on weekdays. Among many classmates and friends, Zhao Qian likes Sun Li the most, although Sun Li's family is poor, he is decent and kind.
Sun Li, Zhao Gan and the little maid Yuanbao walked to the door of the "Wangfulou Restaurant", and a cousin with a black face shouted loudly: "Sanyang Kaitai, please insideββ"
Yuan Bao said: "What howl, don't you recognize our young master?" Quickly arrange a private room, the young master wants to have a drink with a good friend. β
The cousin hurriedly said: "Young master, please, the 'Water Mirror Hall' on the second floor is empty." β
But I saw that this "Wangfulou Restaurant" was extraordinary, and the decoration was exquisite. Needless to say, the carved beams and painted buildings, the steps are paved with red, the handrails are hung with green, the strange stones are strange, and the flowers are gorgeous. The calligraphy and painting are all written by everyone, and the dishes are all made by famous craftsmen. The cuisine includes land and water, and sake covers the north and south. Several major cuisines complement each other here, and how many caves are mouth-watering. Looking at the people who come and go, there are all kinds of people in the three religions and nine streams, and high-ranking officials and giants come in and out. The storyteller's eyebrows fluttered, and the music was exciting. Push the cup and change the lamp, shout five and drink six, feast, and the brain is full of fat. It's really a place of pleasure in the world, and a place of joy in the world.
Zhao Qiandao pushed open the window and saw the storyteller below, and asked what he was talking about today.
The cousin said: "Today is talking about "The Pillow Story". β
Zhao Gan said: "There are only a few stories that have been turned over and over again. β
Zhao Qian asked Sun Li to order, but Sun Li repeatedly excused himself and refused to accept the menu.
Zhao Qian thought to himself, no matter how you say it, you can also eat in your own hotel, it can't be too simple, all kinds of delicacies must be listed on a table. Zhao Qian is very familiar with his own dishes, so he doesn't need to look at the menu to start ordering: "Let's have a roast duck first." β
The cousin sang: "The signboard of the town store - a local duck with a private secret roasted eight-treasure osmanthus flower!" β
"Another ant up the tree."
"Bounce and slippery ants up the treeβ"
"Lotus pod radish soup."
"A pot of lotus pod radish soup that invigorates blood and regulates qiβ"
"Fried sea cucumber with green onions."
"A plate of longevity and green onion fried sea cucumberββ"
"Soybean stewed pig's trotters."
"A portion of stewed pig's trotters with soybeans under your feetββ"
"Sweet and sour carp."
"Crossing the dragon gate sweet and sour carpβ"
"Boiled eggs in the boy's urine."
"The young master must order a pot of gourmet boy urine boiled eggsββ"
"Ten donkey meat burns."
"Ten donkey meat in a rowβ"
"Let's have another copper hot pot to shake the shabu, that's all, the old rule, first soak the pot of Biluochun to quench your thirst."
"Red hot pot, Biluo Chun Gao crushed a pot-"
Sun Li saw that Zhao Gan was so hospitable, and said, "Brother Zhao, we don't seem to be able to eat so many meals, isn't it extravagant and wasteful." β
Zhao Gan said: "It's okay, let's eat as much as possible, if we can't eat it, let Yuanbao help, he has been hungry since he was a child, and he can eat very much." β
Sun Li said: "Brother Zhao, what is the meaning of the little second child just now that the donkey meat was burned and blown and beaten? β
Zhao Gan said: "I like to eat hot and burnt donkey meat, if it is hot, it will be blown, and the skin will be burned to the point that it will be clean, so it is called even blowing and beating." β
Yuan Bao said from the side: "Our young master is an expert in eating, and he dares to be the first within a radius of fifty miles." β
Zhao Qian smiled: "It's not that exaggerated, after all, there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky." β
As soon as Zhao Qian finished speaking, there were compliments from "experts" and "masters" next door. Sun Li and Zhao Qian listened unconsciously.
It turned out that the room also ordered roast duck, and one of the people in the seat was popularizing the way to eat roast duck, such as how long the cucumber strips are, where the cake is rolled from, which tooth to bite, and how many times to chew in the mouth...... The speaker talks eloquently, and the listener relishes.
I only heard Xiao Er serve the roast duck next door and said: "Everyone, please look at it objectively, this is the roast duck you want, if it's no problem, this will slice it for everyone." β
The gourmand said, "Wait! Then he rolled up his sleeves, moved the roast duck to him, turned the duck's butt around, closed his eyes and stretched his neck, took a deep breath and said, "No! This duck is not a native duck, it is from a foreign country. Take it down and redo it! β
Xiao Er was shocked and said, "Maybe it's a mistake, I'll go back and check it right away." "Pick up the duck and slip away.
Everyone on the table then applauded: "It deserves to be a gourmet everyone!" Just by sniffing, you can know the origin of the duck, admire. β
The gourmand said: "It's just a small skill of carving insects, which makes everyone laugh." β
After a while, Xiao Er brought another duck up, and the gourmand repeated: "It's still not right, this is a local meat duck, but not a laying duck, do it again, and then dare to be shoddy, we will never give up." β
Sun Li and Zhao Qian were dumbfounded when they heard it for a while, thinking that the world is so big, and there is really no surprise. Yuan Bao walked over quietly and came back after a while, with joy on his face.
After eating, the diners next door passed by the door of Sun Li and Zhao Qian's box one after another, and suddenly Yuan Bao walked over and knelt down at one of them and said, "Please help me, master!" β
The man was a gourmand who could taste roast duck, and he wondered, and said, "Get up and speak." β
Yuan Bao said: "I have been lonely since I was a child, and I don't know where my hometown and parents are, so please help me with the master's guidance." With that, he took off his pants and turned his ass to the foodie.
The gourmand said angrily: "How can this be true! Walked away, Yuan Bao lifted his pants and wanted to chase after him, but was drunk by Zhao Gan.
The meals ordered by Zhao Qian were served in turn, and the two of them ate and drank. Full of wine and food, I heard that Sun Li was going to the temple, so Zhao Qian asked to go with him, saying that he was worshiping the Bodhisattva and bless the title of his township test gold list. Sun Li ate all the food of other people, how embarrassed to shirk it, he had to agree.
Zhao Qian usually either sits in a sedan chair or rides a horse, walks on the mountain road for three steps and a break, two steps and a stop, and walks fast before carrying the ingots. Several people walked to the foot of the mountain, and Zhao Qian clamored to take a breath.
After sitting down for a while, I saw a farmer in the east walking slowly with a head of a ox, and a monk in a cloth walking slowly in the west.
The monk clasped his palms together and sang a Buddha horn: "Old man, please stay, take a question, is the mountain a sloping valley temple?" β
The farmer said, "That's right, the temple is on top of the mountain. β
The monk said, "Thank you, thank you, I'm going to go there tonight to place an order." Goodbye, old man. β
While the two were talking, the cow next to them suddenly stretched out his head, first sniffed the monk's head, and then stretched out his big tongue and licked it.
The farmer hurriedly scolded, but the monk stopped him and said, "It's okay, but it's okay to lick." β
The scalper seemed to be happier the more he licked it, and then he couldn't stop crying.
After a long time, the monk raised his head and said with tears in his eyes: "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, rescues suffering, and the Dharma is boundless." β
The farmer grabbed the reins and said with a little shame, "I'm sorry, this animal deserves to die." β
The monk said: "It's me who deserves to die, woo woo......"
Sun Li, Zhao Qian and the others were surprised, and wondered what kind of medicine was sold in this monk's gourd.
I saw the monk wipe away his tears and said: "Don't hide it from the donor, this cow was my father in the previous life, and he was reincarnated as a cow in this life. β
The farmer exclaimed, "Oh, no wonder it weeps while licking it." β
The monk said: "Donor, I have a reluctant request, and I hope you will send a bodhisattva heart." I sold this cow, which is my father, to me, and I took it back to my old age to fulfill my filial piety. β
The farmer said, "In that case, how can I take your money?" Besides, this cow was not raised by me since I was a child, and last month it fell from the sky and fell into the mud pond and could not move, so I dragged it out. β
The monk said, "No wonder I dreamed that my father was blown to the sky by the wind and fell into the swamp...... Poor father, woo-woo...... Thank you for the rescue, so I'll pay you for the forage you've spent during this time. β
The farmer agreed, took some of the money, and hurried home, anxious to tell his neighbors about today's adventure, knowing that this kind of thing is in other people's legends, and he may not be able to encounter it once in his life.
The monk took the ox and left quickly.
Sun Li said: "This world is so big, today is really an eye-opener, it's worth the trip." β
Who knew that Zhao Qian sneered: "Brother Sun, you have read a lot of books, and you lack life experience." β
Sun Li said: "Brother Zhao, what do you say? β
Zhao Qian said: "I used to help in the restaurant at home, and I once saw people who looked like monks come to sell cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks at night, so I asked the chef what was going on." β
"The chef told me that these monks or Taoist priests are fake, using some tricks to deceive livestock from others, and then sell them for a profit."
Sun Li said: "But just now we saw it with our own eyes, the cow was licking the monk's head and still crying." β
Zhao Qian said: "I heard that the monk will rub salt water on his head, and the cow mule will lick it when he asks about the taste, just like licking the root of the wall." As for tearing, cows' eyes are prone to a symptom of an eye disease, which can make them cry involuntarily, no matter what time of the day. β
"Ah, is that so?" Sun Li will be suspicious.
Zhao Qian said: "He only gives people a little forage money here, and sells it to butchers or restaurants there, making a lot of profits." If you don't believe it, look at that monk, I can't wait to grow two more legs at this time. β
Sun Li looked into the distance, but saw the monk slap the cow's buttocks twice, turned over and rode on the back of the ox, and walked away.