In Mu'an City, Ya'anju Restaurant, on the second floor...
It was the first time that Ye Qingxuan took the initiative to treat guests. He booked the entire second floor, invited all the young masters he knew, and held a grand banquet.
It's a pity that Xiaoying Wang Zhanyu took the Lu sisters out with Qiu Yiping, and went out early in the morning, and he hasn't come back until now, and he doesn't know what he did.
Without the banquet of the Little Eagle King, there would be a lack of unscrupulous wildness.
At the banquet, Ye Qingxuan introduced his second younger brother Jiang Shuihan, Monk Ruhua and Wan Guotai to everyone one by one. Among them, Jiang Shuihan and A Yuan are old acquaintances, and Duan Sanshi has also heard about it for a long time. Jiang Shuihan is also a handsome young man. , so it is the fastest to integrate into the atmosphere of the crowd.
Wan Guotai has never seen such a big scene, and he has never met so many legendary disciples, such as the disciples of the "medical fairy", the disciple of the "thieves saint", and one who is actually the emperor's son... Oh my god, These are all people who kowtow when they meet each other. I never imagined that I would be able to eat at the same table as myself today. What an honor it is...
Wan Guotai is trembling here, not daring to say anything, it seems that only the great monk can chat a few words, but when he looks back... forget it, this master is struggling to eat and pick up vegetables, and he will be there soon. hurry up...
Monk Ruhua was about to get angry.
I can't use chopsticks since I was a child. The dishes on this table are all green in front of me. I finally saw a piece of flesh-colored one. I took out two chopsticks. Bah, tofu, change another one, bah, dry tofu... all of this What the hell!
Ruhua's eyes spewed fire, and she spotted something dark on a plate, but she couldn't wear it after gouging it out twice. The monk looked anxious, and held two chopsticks in his hand, and poked them like daggers, boom—
A chopstick passed through the dish, penetrated the plate, and directly exposed the table...
The people at the whole table were frightened dumbfounded by the great monk.
What's the matter with this monk, he can't use chopsticks, but use poking? And why are you so dissatisfied with the tofu before and after, ate it and spit it out, making it all over the table, all over the floor, and finally so angry at the shiitake mushrooms in a piece of shiitake mushrooms, piercing the table with a chopstick and the shiitake mushroom head... Is it too domineering
The monk didn't let go until now, this time he changed to a chopstick in each hand, and pointed at the mushroom... hey, hey... gestured, and within a short while it had already been cut into pieces.
A Yuan was terrified when he saw it, and hurriedly said: "This master... I'm sure, that mushroom is dead... It's hard to live if it's broken into pieces! Are you tired all the time, keep your hands?"
Um
Ru Hua raised her head and glared angrily, the fierce light in her eyes was no different from that of a ferocious beast, and everyone was terrified at that time.
This Ru Hua grew up with Xiong Wei, the wildness and murderous look in his eyes are not something humans can possess.
Everyone was startled, and secretly thought, what a fierce monk.
I don't even know where Ye Qingxuan found this murderous monk, and they all asked Ye Qingxuan with their eyes, Ye Qingxuan is so happy, although he doesn't know what's going on with this great monk, but he is a specially arranged vegetarian cook. This is the vegetarian dish made by my grandfather. In order to avoid his taboo, the brothers ordered a lot less wine and meat.
When Ye Qingxuan saw the inquiring looks from everyone, he spread his arms, expressing that he didn't care.
If you want to ask yourselves, go and talk, don't ask me.
Several people were very curious, but they were extremely helpless towards Ye Qingxuan.
Huangfu Taiming coughed, and asked softly to Ruhua: "Master, hello, I see that the master's figure is steady, his eyes are radiant, and his complexion is delicate and golden-yellow. Body protection magic, and this kind of exercise is most famous in the Great Chan Temple... Could it be that the master is an eminent monk of the Great Chan Temple?"
The great monk Ruhua had long been furious with the chopsticks and a table of dishes, and when someone came to ask, he didn't answer angrily: "You, are you sick? Why do you say that Sa's family is the monk of the Great Chan Temple, monk? Sajia is not…”
oh? Not a monk from the Great Zen Temple...
"Is that a monk from Dalu Temple?"
"No, it's not..."
"Could it be a monk from Dajue Temple?"
"No, no, not at all... I, I said, can you eat? Sa, Sa's family is almost starving to death. How much food is wasted by talking so much?"
Hahaha…
Ye Qingxuan was the only one at the table who was shaking his head with laughter.
Everyone looked at Ye Qingxuan with angry eyes, the little Taoist finally couldn't bear the silent condemnation of the crowd, and raised his hand to surrender.
After watching for a long time, the great monk was very dissatisfied with the food at his table, and after thinking about what Ruhua told him about the past, he finally understood what was wrong.
Ye Qingxuan didn't care about the precepts or not, there was a big fat chicken in front of him, he pulled a chicken leg with both hands, handed it to the monk, and said: "Master, please."
Even if I eat meat, why would I care about other people's rules and regulations.
This reckless move not only shocked the whole table, what a joke, giving meat to the monk, isn't this breaking the rules and regulations of the monks
Unexpectedly, what happened next was even weirder. When the great monk saw the chicken leg handed over, he was overjoyed and snatched it. Lu, a complete chicken leg bone was presented in front of everyone, the monk chewed it vigorously, and thanked excitedly: "Also, brother treats me well, since, let me eat all my own things... This chicken, the chicken leg tastes good." , yes, it is better than the old, old monk... and it tastes much better... "
A table of people froze for a moment.
Duan Sanshi swallowed, and asked: "The master said, the monks in your temple don't abstain from meat and fish?"
"What the hell is that?"
"Is it the one of yours who can eat meat?"
"Of course..." Great Monk Ruhua widened his eyes, then thought for a while, and said, "Oh, oh, there are only me and Master, two people in the temple, I, I eat meat, but Master doesn't eat meat." Yes... Eh, really, it's strange, you, if you don't tell me, I still, I really don't remember Master eating meat... "
Everyone has black lines on their faces.
What kind of apprentice this is, the master doesn't know whether he has eaten meat or not.
Everyone was amazed by this monk who didn't keep the precepts, but Ye Qingxuan liked this kind of man with a true temperament. Only such a man could be friends with him whether he kept the precepts or not.
Ye Qingxuan was extremely excited. Seeing that the monk had already eaten up the chicken leg in his mouth, he stared at the other chicken leg desperately. He quickly tore off half of the chicken and handed it over. The monk was not polite and ate it like a storm It was so clean, Huangfu Taiming and Duan Sanshi were stunned. The two monks on this table acted so strangely that they turned the real host into an accompanying guest.
"Hey, I said great monk, so you can eat meat, so I bought half a table of vegetarian dishes for you. If I knew you like meat, just tell me, there is so much meat here, I have never seen you When you come here to pick up vegetables, you will know that you are squatting on that one-third of an acre of land."
Ruhua showed a big greasy mouth, and said with a silly smile: "Master, Master said that when you eat outside, you can only eat the food in front of you. No, you can't go to other people's place to eat, because they don't allow you to eat." Time, also, don't beat him..."
When everyone heard this, they burst out laughing.
It turned out that this monk once robbed other people's food, but they refused and even beat him up.
It's just such embarrassing things, the great monk actually said it without any scruples, and he wasn't ashamed. Everyone felt that the other party was extraordinarily frank. If you do it, you do it, you know right from wrong, so why use other people's comments
Due to Ye Qingxuan's temperament, he couldn't care about others. Seeing the great monk eating well, he thought secretly, he picked up a pig's trotter, gnawed on it, and drank a large bowl of high-quality shochu. With a sigh of relief, he stood up and shouted: "The waiter!"
"Here comes the guest officer!"
The waiter from the shop had been dumbfounded for a long time. When he was in a daze, he was shouted wildly and kicked out by the boss, and hurried forward.
"Master Dao, please give me instructions."
"Okay, thirty more chicken legs, ten braised in soy sauce, ten salt and pepper sticks, and ten boiled sticks..."
"Fry another ten sticks and take them away!" The monk had his mouth full of chicken, and he didn't forget to take the opportunity to shout.
"Did you hear that? Add ten fried sticks, wrap it up and take it away!"
"Okay, gentlemen, forty chicken legs, ten braised in soy sauce, ten salt and pepper, ten stewed, ten fried and take away~~~"
Everyone else at the table was completely stunned.
"Everything to watch, eat, drink..." Ye Qingxuan waved the trotter in his hand, patted the table and shouted loudly.
The picture of the Chinese people eating is a lively scene, otherwise it would be fine to eat alone, so what are you doing with such a big table
The enthusiasm of Ye Qingxuan and Monk Ruhua gradually infected other people, especially Ye Qingxuan personally held the bowl and toasted one by one. A few young people drank a few bowls of wine, and their arrogance came up.
Next, several people drank in big bowls and ate meat quickly.
Once the young people have had a drink, the chatterbox is opened, and the heart is also opened. One by one, their shoulders are crossed, their faces are red, their ears are flushed, they are patting their chests, and talking nonsense.
The sons and daughters of the Chinese race throughout the ages, those who drank too much wine, all have this virtue.
Ye Qingxuan poured a large bowl of shochu and handed it to the monk. The monk took it and drank it without saying a word.
Ye Qingxuan laughed loudly, patted Ruhua's shoulder, and shouted: "Okay, well done, let's have another bowl..."
Gulu Gulu, the two drank another bowl.
Ye Qingxuan hooked Ru Hua's shoulders, and sighed: "I said Hua'er, I'm happy today. I'm really happy to be able to drink with so many brothers. If you want me to say, don't go to the Great Chan Temple later. The monks here are not allowed to drink alcohol or eat meat. I feel aggrieved when I go there. Why not follow our brothers, drink a big bowl every day, and eat a big piece of meat to have a good time... "