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In fact, at first, Niu Youdao thought it was troublesome to have such long hair, so he casually wore it in a ponytail. It was Shang Shuqing who made him feel that it was a pleasure to wear his hair in a bun, and gradually he got into the habit of wearing it in a bun.
"It's more comfortable for Princess to comb her hair." Niu Youdao, who closed his eyes, praised.
Shang Shuqing pursed her lips and said softly: "They are all the same."
Niu Youdao said "hmm" in a negative tone, "It's really different. It's just that your status as the princess is a bit inappropriate for you to do what this guy does."
Shang Shuqing whispered, "It's okay."
Niu Youdao smiled slightly, did not dwell on the matter, and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"
Shang Shuqing, who was combing it carefully for him, continued: "It's still early, it's not too late to go back and use it again."
Niu Youdao: "Do you smell the fragrance?"
Shang Shuqing sniffed and looked around. She had smelled a strange fragrance when she walked to the yard before. Now when she heard him ask about it, she was somewhat curious and said, "Is it related to breakfast?"
Niu Youdao smiled. When Yuan Gang checked the yard yesterday, he found that the original owner of the garden left a pile of so-called 'muzi' that people here used for medicine in a room. They are actually camellia seeds, which can be squeezed. Oil, with this camellia oil, you can make many foods. Yuan Gang will naturally not miss it. He has already taught the group of monks how to make it. The fragrance should be that of pressing oil.
Niu Youdao said with a smile: "Yuan Gang said yesterday that he would teach the monks how to make fried dough sticks for breakfast this morning. Let's stay and taste them together."
"You Tiao?" Shang Shuqing was surprised, she had never heard of it.
Niu Youdao: "Now that we finally have a stable environment, Yuan Gang will start teaching the monks some cooking skills... When Lao Xiong heard this, he immediately took over the control. The monster of Lao Xiong is relatively stingy, as you know Yes, from now on, the food here may not be available to everyone outside. The princess has been combing my hair for me, and there is nothing I can do in return. If you don’t mind, you can come to my place to dine with me in the future."
Shang Shuqing also smiled and agreed, "Okay!"
Black Peony brought the water for washing, and her hair was combed. [oM]
When Black Peony saw it carefully, she couldn't help but admire Shang Shuqing's skill in helping Dao Master comb his hair so that it was not messy and neat.
After washing up, the two women left to watch "You Tiao" together.
In the morning light, Niu Youdao was wandering in the courtyard thinking about something, and Yuan Gang came to the side.
Niu Youdao smelled the oily smell on his body. He didn't ask about the fried dough sticks, but asked: "Do you have any objections to Black Peony?"
Yuan Gang shook his head: "No!"
There was some duplicity. In fact, he couldn't stand some of Black Mudan's behavior and thought it was a bit shameless. However, he also understands Master Dao. Master Dao will never deny a person because of his shortcomings. He will look at a person's shortcomings as well as his advantages. He will accept the right person even if he has shortcomings. He knows that Tao I don't care about Hei Mudan's minor problems. I know it's useless to talk about it, so I just don't talk about it.
Niu Youdao stopped mentioning this matter and said, "Bring that Lu Shengzhong over to see me later."
Yuan Gang nodded and said he understood.
"She is the princess!"
Black Mudan was angry and funny when she was stopped at the door of the kitchen. She and Shang Shuqing wanted to see what was going on with the fried dough sticks, but Yuan Fang blocked the door and prevented them from entering. Black Mudan had to point at Shang Shuqing as a shield.
Yuanfang raised his hand to Shang Shuqing and said, "Princess, this is an exclusive privacy. Master Tao promised to give me Nanshan Temple's unique secret recipe, which will be the source of wealth for Nanshan Temple to survive in the future. Master Tao also promised to give me the secret recipe of Nanshan Temple in the future." I, Nanshan Temple, have the final say, so please forgive me, Princess." He made it clear that he refused to give in, fearing that someone would steal the secret recipe.
Shang Shuqing was not such a shameless person, so she was embarrassed and had no choice but to give up the idea of seeing him.
Black Peony, who turned around and left, scorned Yuan Fang, "Old Xiong, the kitchen doesn't belong to your family. You might as well hang your Nanshan Temple sign at the door of the kitchen."
After watching the two people leave, Yuanfang went into the kitchen and took out a golden fried dough stick. He bit it in his mouth. It was crispy and crispy. The more he chewed, the more delicious it became. He looked back at the door of the kitchen with a look of enjoying the delicious food. Chewing something in his mouth, he murmured thoughtfully, "Nanshan Temple... makes sense..."
He stuffed the fried dough sticks into his mouth three times and chewed them. He clapped his hands and asked people to fetch Ruming, the first person in the west courtyard, and Ruhui, the first person in the east garden.
"Hosting!" The two leaders put their hands together in greeting.
Yuan Fang pointed to the kitchen, "When you operate here in the future, remember to have people guard it and don't let anyone steal the secret recipe."
"Yes!" The two agreed.
Yuan Fang pointed to the lintel of the kitchen door again, "Immediately get a plaque from Nanshan Temple and hang it on the door."
"..." The two leaders thought they had heard wrongly.
Ruming asked suspiciously: "Host, is it appropriate to hang our Nanshan Temple's sign in the kitchen?"
Yuanfang quickly looked around, "Do you know why I shamelessly asked Master Dao for the right to control the kitchen? A road to make money, do you understand? If we can't survive here in the future, we will With the secret recipe in hand, you don’t have to worry about not being able to survive wherever you go, do you understand?”
The two nodded and understood, but Ruhui looked back at the kitchen, still a little unable to understand, why: "But hanging our temple's sign at the door of the kitchen, isn't it a bit disrespectful to the Buddha?"
Yuan Fang glared and said: "The kitchen does not belong to our family, why should we not let others in? Hang up our sign, that is our territory. I am the person next to Master Dao, and people look at Master Dao's face. I am here This place is so easy to block outsiders. I can't stay here all the time. Why do you block people? It's different when we hang up our sign. Anyone who wants to take down our sign in the future will have to think twice. This way, this kitchen will be under our control from now on. We don’t have much use here. What else can we do besides doing odd jobs? We have to control ourselves, right? This poor monk is working so hard, why can’t you understand?”
"Amitabha!" The two leaders stood in awe, clasped their hands together, and bowed to him.
Ru Ming then left quickly and went to work on the sign.
Not long after, a wooden board with the words 'Nanshan Temple' written on it was hung on the lintel of the kitchen door...
The fried dough sticks were delicious, and Shang Shuqing, who was dining with them, also greatly appreciated them.
Duan Hu, who also nodded repeatedly, took a fried dough stick and bit it, turned around and asked: "Old Xiong, there is a plaque saying 'Nanshan Temple' on the door of the kitchen. What does it mean that no one is allowed in?"
"Ahem..." Yuan Gang covered his mouth and coughed after hearing this, almost spitting out the white porridge in his mouth.
Niu Youdao suddenly raised his head, looked at Yuan Fang in shock, and said in astonishment: "You hung the Nanshan Temple's sign at the kitchen door?" It was a bit unbelievable. Nanshan Temple's status in the minds of this group of monks was quite high. Ordinary, how can it be so blasphemous
Yuanfang rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "We at Nanshan Temple can do some of the dirty work. You can just tell Taoist Master what you want to eat in the future. You don't have to worry about others. You can eat food made by yourself without worry, right?"
Niu Youdao was speechless. He and Yuan Gang looked at him dumbfounded. Others didn't know. How could they not understand this little thought? He was really shameless in order to take advantage. He had never seen such a weird thing before. He was convinced.
Shang Shuqing and Black Mudan looked at each other. Black Mudan's previous words were just a sarcastic joke, but they didn't expect Yuanfang to actually do this.
Niu Youdao glanced at the white porridge in the bowl and immediately embarrassed Yuan Fang, who was chanting the wrong sutra, "I want to eat meat. Let's make some meat dishes tonight!"
"..." This time it was Yuanfang's turn to be dumbfounded.
In the end, it was Yuan Gang who took good care to appease the sad Yuan Fang, so there was another pair of couplets at the door of the kitchen: After the wine and meat passed through the intestines, the Buddha stayed in his heart!
After the meal, Shang Shuqing left, and Lu Shengzhong brought him to Niu Youdao.
There is a golden wing hanging in the pavilion that coos from time to time.
Niu Youdao, who was sitting in the pavilion, looked at Lu Shengzhong, who had washed up and returned to his normal appearance, and sighed: "I have wronged Brother Lu during this period." He stretched out his hand to indicate that he could sit down.
Lu Shengzhong didn't sit down. Thinking of the detention conditions that were worse than pigs and dogs during this period, his tone was filled with sadness and anger, "Niu Youdao, what do you really want? If you really want to harm me, why not just give it a try!"
"Sit down and talk if you have anything to say." Niu Youdao extended his hand to invite him again.
Lu Shengzhong smiled helplessly, and slowly sat down opposite Niu Youdao. He watched Niu Youdao pour tea and water for him with his own hands, and asked: "If you keep me without killing me, is it possible that I am still of use to you?" Can’t do it?”
"Sure enough, he is a smart man." Niu Youdao put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "Actually, I admire Brother Lu very much! Speaking of which, Brother Lu is just unlucky. He chose to use the poem I gave to Song Yanqing, otherwise he would appear in the end. It’s really not certain what the outcome will be.”
Lu Shengzhong laughed at himself and said, "Just tell me what you want."
Niu Youdao asked: "Brother Lu, does he know what is happening in Wuliang Mountain now?"
Lu Shengzhong: "I was detained in a dark place most of the time. Those monks who worked as slaves didn't say anything to me. How could I know the situation of my sect? But if I offend Wang Heng and the others, I guess it won't be much better."
Niu Youdao raised his cup, motioned for tea, and asked, "Brother Lu, does he know what's going on with the Song family in Yanjing now?"
Lu Shengzhong was calm. He took a cup of tea and took a sip slowly. He closed his eyes. It had been a long time since he had tasted the fragrance of tea. He seemed to be slowly savoring it. He closed his eyes and said, "Where do I know where to go? Why ask when you already know!" "
"Song Jiuming has stepped down. Someone sent me the heads of his whole family. The heads of Song Jiuming, Liu Lu, Song Quan and others are buried outside the city. If Brother Lu is interested, I can have them dug out and shown to you. Look." Niu Youdao raised his glass and pointed in the direction outside the city.
Lu Shengzhong was surprised and asked, "Did you kill the Song family?"
Niu Youdao raised his glass to his lips and answered the question: "How do Liuxian Sect, Fuyun Sect, and Lingxiu Mountain compare to your Wuliang Mountain? Now all three sects have come to vote for me, and the leaders of the three sects are in the house outside. I call them It’s gone as soon as it comes!”
Lu Shengzhong's eyes widened. Those three sects were naturally much more powerful than Wuliang Mountain.
Niu Youdao continued slowly: "Brother Lu may not know that now Prince Yongping has captured the entire Qingshan County. Zhou Shouxian, the governor of Nanzhou, has no choice but to do anything. The imperial court of the State of Yan has to swallow his anger. Next, Guangyi County will also be in Prince Yongping's pocket, and soon After that, the entire Nanzhou will be at your fingertips. I wonder what Brother Lu thinks, and what are Wuliang Mountain’s plans?"