Song Wanyue smiled.

There was a futon next to her, she took one and sat down in front of Master Jingfan, "Master's question is ridiculous, obviously you asked me to come over, how can I ask if I have something to say to you." ”

Master Jingfan just looked at her.

Song Wanyue's face remained unchanged and let him look at it.

She has already died once, she has lived for an extra year, and it is enough to feel the blood and family, no matter what the idea of this old god stick, she will not let him succeed.

"Amitabha."

Jingfan suddenly recited a Buddha name, "The donor should not exist in this world. ”

Fearless! Song Wanyue sneered, and spoke politely, "What the master said is interesting, I shouldn't exist in this world, so where should I go?"

"The donor is a ghost in another world."

Song Wanyue's expression remained unchanged, "So what?" ”

It wasn't that she had seized the body, but that she had come in after the original owner of the body had died.

"Where should the benefactor come from and where he is going."

"Okay......"

Song Wanyue smiled Yan Yan, as if she was not facing her life and death, but a trivial matter, "Then trouble the master to send me back." ”

Master Jingfan was stunned.

Song Wanyue saw it clearly, and asked with a smile, "Why, the master doesn't have this ability?" ”

"Amitabha."

Master Jingfan recited the Buddha's name again, and there seemed to be a smile on his face.

Song Wanyue twisted her eyebrows.

"The old man really doesn't have the ability to do this."

Song Wanyue was stunned.

Doesn't this kind of old god stick generally have two brushes, how can it be?

The smile on Master Jingfan's face seemed to be a little thicker, "But the old man has the ability to keep the benefactor here forever." ”

Song Wanyue slowly sat up straight.

In this era, there should be a lot of this kind of magic stick, and since the one in front of her can see that she is from another world, she can naturally see that she is from another world.

"However, the donor needs to promise the old man one thing."

Song Wanyue looked at him fixedly, "You say." ”

"No matter what happens in the future, you can't let life go unto ruin."

……

Half an hour later, Song Wanyue came out of the meditation room, holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, and looked at everyone with a smile, "Master Jingfan said that he had a fate with me and gave it to me." ”

Dingguo Gong's hanging heart fell back, and gave Xiao Zheng a look, Xiao Zheng understood, and said, "The Buddha of Qianshan Temple is also very spiritual, since we are here, let's go and worship." ”

And they followed him to the great hall.

Ding Guogong accompanied his wife back into the meditation room.

"Master."

Duchess Dingguo didn't say anything, her eyes turned red first, Xiao'er is Xian'er's only bloodline, in order to protect him, she didn't even dare to let people listen to any news over the years, but she didn't expect him to die early, she knew that this was the case, she should have secretly gone to see the child a few more times over the years.

"I want to do a ritual for my poor grandson."

"Amitabha."

Master Jingfan recited the Buddha's name, "Madame, don't be too sad, whenever there are peaks and loops, this matter is no exception." ”

The Duchess of Dingguo was still a little confused when she came out of the meditation room, Master Jingfan said that the peak was turning around, Xiao'er was dead, why did the peak turn around? Could it be that he will still be able to live?

Resurrection ???!!!

Thinking of this, she grabbed Dingguo Gong's arm violently, her lips trembling violently, "Old, master, big and master mean that Xiao'er can borrow the corpse to come back!" ”

The corners of Ding Guogong's mouth twitched a few times, he never knew that his old wife was so rich in associations, and patted her hand, "Don't think too much, since the master said that the peak loop turns, you will definitely be able to turn the peak loop." ”

……

The group had lunch in the temple before going down the mountain, and it was already half an afternoon when they returned to Beijing, Dingguo Gong and Xiao Zheng and his wife, as well as Xu and Song Lin went back respectively, and Song Wanyue, Song Si and Xiao Yao went to Nancheng.

After arriving, Song Wanyue asked Xiao Yao to point the way, and she walked slowly towards the pastry shop on the next street.

The people who used to line up in front of their shop came here, and there were two long queues, and the smile on the face of the pastry seller was about to overflow.

Song Wanyue walked past the people in line, and was stopped after a few steps, "Little girl, you can't cut the line!" ”

Song Wanyue looked over and said that it was a stout man who was wearing a muslin robe.

Smiling slightly, Song Wanyue said, "I won't buy it first, let's take a closer look." ”

No one cared about it, Song Wanyue walked straight to the table selling pastries.

Although she has a very good reputation in Beijing, there is nothing she doesn't know when she mentions it, but there are almost no people who have actually seen her, and the guy thinks she is curious, so he ran closer to see it and didn't care.

The guest in front bought Xue Meiniang, her shop sells two taels of silver, but here it only sells one tael, half cheaper, and the smell is no different from her own.

She doesn't have to look at other pastries, just smelling the smell knows that it is no different from her own.

After two quarters of an hour, Song Wanyue returned to her pastry shop and called everyone over, "I'll teach you to make a new pastry today." ”

Everyone's eyes lit up.

In the past, the shop was busy, and they were busy with the front foot and the back foot, thinking that it would be good to rest for a day, but then the business was robbed, and they were idle all day long, and they were afraid that the main family would not have so many people, so they sold them.

"The ...... of the owner"

Huang Cake said, "Two people are resting today, do you think you want to call them back?" ”

"No, I've figured out several kinds of pastries these days, and I'll give them to you separately, and two or three people will be in charge of one when the time comes."

Huang Cake nodded.

Song Wanyue asked him to divide the subordinates into several groups, leaving a group of three, and letting the rest go back to work, and let the yellow cake prepare the materials, and said, "The dim sum we made today is called egg yolk cake." ”

When it got dark, the people also learned, Song Wanyue asked them to make a pot and brought it out for the people in the store to taste, and everyone nodded and said it was delicious.

"Tomorrow I will teach another person to make another kind of pastry, and you should take a shift to rest, and after a while, there will be no time to rest when you are busy."

All should be.

Song Wanyue took a plate of egg yolk crisp to the back room and put it in front of Xiao Yao.

"It smells so good."

Without waiting for Song Wanyue to say anything, Xiao Yao couldn't help but pick up a piece and take a bite, the taste was crispy and very delicious.

"This is the first type, and I will teach them to make one every day, Sister Yao, rest assured, in a few days, those customers will come back."

Xiao Yao swallowed the pastry in her mouth, very worried, "The inner ghost hasn't been found out yet, you teach them like this, in case it is leaked out again......"

"Sister Yao, don't worry, I have my own way to find people out."

"What's the solution?"

Song Wanyue whispered a few words, and after Xiao Yao listened, her eyes were full of admiration, "Yue'er, I really want to peel off your head to see how it grows, how can there be so many ways." ”

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