The morning sun came in through the small iron window, naughty like a child jumping on Hong Fu's face, bathed in the morning light, the little figure, sacred, noble, warm.

The misty eyes opened, looking at the morning sun, Hongfu slowly showed a smile, and suddenly the room was full of light, peaceful, quiet, sacred, beautiful, the Buddha smiled, Hongfu's smile is everything in silence, at this time silence is better than sound.

"On a new day, I'm blessed. Hong Fu smiled and got out of bed.

"Click. Hong Fu heard the sound under his feet and looked down, only to see cracks on the cement floor under his feet, uh, really, Hong Fu patted his forehead. Then he carefully sat on the bed, closed his eyes and concentrated.

"The one who comes to the body is the body of Vajra, the body that is not broken, the body that is strong. All the ten kinds of alien beings in the world. The same will be aware of the mind in the body. Looking at the blue lotus eyes. Also in the face of the Buddha. I'm looking at this floating root now. Only in my face. Such is the mind. ”

Hong Fu slowly recited the Buddhist scriptures, his body exuded a golden light, but the golden circle and black clouds behind his head did not come out. Half an hour later, Hong Fu opened his eyes and flashed a trace of helplessness.

"Alas, this golden body is just a little bhikshu, the middle stage of the Buddha, the later stage is the Arhat, in vain I am happy, but I have also started, it is really a difficult exercise, I think that entering the first layer is the Arhat It turns out that the first level of Dacheng has to be done. ”

"The strength is good, let's go, and today I will learn cooking with Grandpa Li. Hong Fu shook his head and stopped thinking about it, and got out of bed to wash.

This Buddhism's practice is too fast, my Buddhism cultivation to the Buddha, external cultivation to the little Buddha bhikshu, it took four months, no wonder the old man let me recite the scriptures every day, and I am not afraid that I will really become a monk.

"If it weren't for your identity, you would have practiced so fast? This is still reincarnation suppression, if it weren't for this, you would have become a Buddha in three days, just like Nyolai. Lao Dao pouted in a luxurious big bed, cough cough, don't think crooked, what about playing games?

Hong Fu finished washing up and got out of the cell, sweating and being in prison and still so chic. But he was also the one who made him a prisoner here. Ahem, that's not the point.

After breakfast, Mr. Li stood in the kitchen, Hong Fu stood next to him, listening carefully to the old man's words, racing Einstein's IQ, not covered, the old man can understand what he says, his own IQ, plus the old man's in-depth explanation, with an example, Hong Fu listened fascinated.

"With the heart of the sword, with the spirit of the material, with the mind of the harmony, with the body as the furnace, remember, this is the ancestral teaching. The old man admonished solemnly.

"Yes, Xiaofu remembered. Hong Fu nodded solemnly, he felt that this kitchen road actually had the way of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and it also had the way of the knife, which was extremely profound.

"The master leads the door to practice personally, you practice by yourself, and you don't know how to read. The old man handed Hong Fu a book.

"Alas, it is a pity that the ancestors have passed down the inheritance, but they can't carry it forward now. The old man sighed and went out.

After the old man went out, Hong Fu pondered by himself, and read the ancient book if he didn't know what to say, this book was made of unknown materials, a big book one foot square, and it actually weighed 100 catties, if it wasn't for Hong Fu King Kong Xiaocheng, he couldn't take it.

A small figure with a big book in his hand, in the kitchen, busy, running back and forth, smoky, fussy, so happy.

"Oops, the fire is big, whew, small, small, it's over. ”

"Phew, bah, so salty. ”

"Nani, uncooked?"

"How's Xiaofu?" said the old man as he walked in slowly.

"Freshly made shredded potatoes, you can try it. Hong Fu finished a dish and said expectantly.

"I'll try. The old man took the chopsticks, "Zizi, the taste is okay, it's just a little light, it's far away, work hard." The old man chewed.

"Huh?"

"Ahh The old man looked at the potato 'shreds' on the plate and said.

"This, this. ”

"Look, see how I do it, first observe, then break down, eyes follow hands, hands move with heart. The knife in the old man's hand turned into a light and shadow, disappeared in a blink of an eye, and then shook the knife in a chic manner, made a circle and put it aside. Hong Fu was dazzled and handsome.

"Today's meal, you have wrapped, and the next time the knife work is practiced, if you don't practice well, you are not allowed to open the stove. The old man walked away leisurely.

"Well, this apprentice is good, he understands it once he says it, he is smart, studious, sensible, and comfortable. The old man hummed a little song and walked slowly.

Hong Fu continued his great business of cooking, the sound of clicking knives came out of the kitchen continuously, Hong Fu was sweating, bleeding blood, and was struggling hard, cough cough, out of tune.

Anyway, Hong Fu is practicing knife work hard, but what has he forgotten?

Time passed unconsciously, and the night slowly fell, Hong Fu was still in the kitchen contacting the knife worker, looking at the results in front of him, Hong Fu was extremely satisfied.

"It's broken, it's over. Hong Fu looked at the darkness and shouted.

"What's broken?" Old Man Li walked over at this time.

"Didn't cook at noon. ”

"Didn't I say when to practice the knife and when to open the stove? Well, yes, even, get started. The old man nodded.

"It's okay, is it? ”

"Well, let's cook, the old man is hungry. ”

"Okay, look. ”

Hongfu opened the valve, lit the fire, heated the pot, in one go, he was busy, and after a while, the tempting fragrance came out, and Hongfu also slowly tasted the fire, carefully observed, and constantly corrected.

Twenty minutes later, in the restaurant, Hong Fu looked at a few people with a red face, waiting, and the expectant look in his eyes was self-evident.

"It's getting old. ”

"The taste is ok, just a little spicy. ”

"Soup doesn't work. "Aoyama's one-by-one comment.

"Go, I feel good. The old lady said, "It's not easy for Xiaofu to do this for the first time, don't eat and pull down." ”

"Well, that's good, but to be improved, Xiaofu, the books I gave you, study more, are all in it, grandpa, I have nothing to teach, everything depends on you. The old man said.

Hong Fu nodded obediently, he learned cooking so that his parents could eat the food he cooked one day, but he didn't expect this cooking to be broad and profound, containing the way of the five elements, which was really an unexpected gain.

"Well, remember that everything comes from the heart, let's eat. ”

A table of people ate Hongfu's first meal, and the two of them commented a few words from time to time, which made the old lady's eyes roll up all the time, and the old man ate with relish.