The plate was covered with a round lid. Once it was opened, the rich and fresh fragrance immediately filled the whole air.
In fact, raccoon cats can make vegetarian meat, and not only the taste but also the appearance can be made to look exactly like birds and animals.
But Jiang Lin was afraid that even Tang Seng would not be able to accept such vegetarian meat.
He simply asked the civet cat to keep things simple, so that he didn't have to bother making vegetarian dishes taste like meat, but instead explore the deliciousness of the ingredients themselves.
There are eight dishes of small dishes on each seat, all of which are exquisite and delicious.
There may be chefs with cooking skills as great as the civet cat in the world, but there will never be fruits and vegetables as sweet as those grown in the spiritual land like Baihu Ridge.
Sun Wukong was a straightforward person. While eating, he praised Jiang Lin: "It is indeed no worse than the royal chefs of humans, and even better."
Just at this moment, another little monster came over with an exquisite vessel made of white jade, placed it on the guests' table, and poured them a glass of fine wine.
The liquid in the cup was clear and transparent, with a slight fruity aroma.
Tang Seng quickly put down his chopsticks and declined, "Amitabha, monks are not allowed to drink alcohol."
Upon hearing this, Bajie, who had been impatient to stretch out his hand, withdrew his hand awkwardly.
Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Since I know that the holy monk is a Buddhist, how dare Jiang Lin break the rules? Holy monk, rest assured, this is not wine, but juice squeezed from fruit."
Upon hearing this, Tang Seng picked up the jade cup and took a sip. He felt that the "juice" was sweet and fresh, with a long-lasting fragrance, and there was indeed no taste of alcohol.
Sun Wukong liked the taste very much and drank several cups in one gulp. Then he looked at Jiang Lin in surprise: "You are so powerful, but you are willing to hide in this small place and deal with these food all day long?"
"Wukong!" Tang Seng looked at his eldest disciple with disapproval. It was very rude to speak like this in the master's house.
Jiang Lin didn't care at all, and laughed loudly: "Human... What do you think is the most important thing for a demon to live in the world?"
Sun Wukong said: "Of course, I want to learn the supreme magic and become famous throughout the world."
Jiang Lin nodded: "Then I guess the Great Sage has got it now."
Sun Wukong was stunned.
Jiang Lin picked up a cup of fruit tea, took a sip slowly, and squinted his eyes to show his enjoyment.
"But in my opinion, eating well, drinking well and living happily is better than anything else."
Sun Wukong was silent for a moment, then raised his glass to Jiang Lin: "You have lived a thorough life."
They were chatting here, and Zhu Bajie was indeed only concerned with eating.
They had spent most of their time in such desolate mountains and wilderness while seeking the scriptures, and had to rely on begging for food from nearby families to fill their stomachs. How could that compare to the delicacies on this jade plate before their eyes
Whenever Zhu Bajie thought about the fact that he would never see this most delicious food again after this meal, he could not help feeling sad, and all his depression turned into appetite.
As he was eating, he saw the monster opposite him named Zong Yu, who was fiddling with the food in front of him with a spoon out of boredom, and looked like he had no appetite at all.
He asked curiously, "Why are you like this? Is it possible that this dish is not to your liking?"
Zong Yu raised his eyelids to look at him and said lazily, "Yeah, I have no appetite."
Zhu Bajie was shocked: "You have no appetite? What do you usually eat?"
He was also a general in Heaven in his previous life and had eaten real immortal food. He felt that the food at Baihu Ridge was no worse than that of Heaven.
It tastes even better than this. What kind of delicacy is that
Zong Yu looked at Zong Yu intently.
Zhu Bajie understood and looked at Jiang Lin in shock: "Your Majesty, you have such a unique skill?"
Jiang Lin: “…”
He said helplessly: "My cooking skills are average, but this kid has a unique taste and thinks that what I cook is better than anything else."
Zong Yu insisted: "It's delicious!"
Tang Seng watched this scene with a smile in his eyes and praised: "Donor Jiang Lin and Donor Zong have a great relationship."
Jiang Linxin said that he and I have a good relationship with the food we cook.
It was already afternoon when we finished the meal.
It was getting dark quickly at Baihu Ridge, so Jiang Lin kindly invited them to stay for a night and set off again tomorrow morning.
Tang Seng was still hesitating, but Zhu Bajie and other disciples were naturally happy to agree and kept persuading Tang Seng, and Tang Seng finally agreed.
Jiang Lin prepared the yard for them to live in and ordered people to prepare hot water for bathing, so that the master and his disciples could wash off the dust from their travels and have a good rest for the night.
The evening is time for rest. A bright bonfire is lit on Baihu Ridge and the monsters gather together happily.
Ever since Sun Wukong had a chat with Jiang Lin, he had some things on his mind, so he went out and wandered around Baihu Ridge.
He saw the little children dancing around the campfire and looking at the bigger monsters roasting food in front of the fire.
A rabbit demon was roasting a plump pheasant, and a powerful wolf demon next to him was obediently handing him the seasoning.
The crow and the eagle were quarreling. They were obviously monsters and the difference in strength was huge, but the eagle didn't even take action. Instead, he patiently argued with the monster with his mouth.
…
He suddenly stopped and looked down, and saw a little monkey standing in front of him.
The little monkey's transformation was not yet complete. There was a circle of fine golden hair left on its cheeks, and its big black eyes looked at him curiously.
"Uncle, you don't seem to be the monster from our Baihu Ridge." he asked.
The Great Sage smiled, then suddenly squatted down, picked up the little monkey, and pretended to be fierce: "Yes, I am a bad monster, and I come here to steal the food of little monsters!"
He watched the little monkey's reaction with interest.
Unexpectedly, the little monkey blinked and said seriously: "Then you will be miserable."
"oh?"
The little monkey pointed to a place not far away and said seriously: "Look, my parents, uncles, aunts and cousins are all here. If you catch me, they will beat you up!"
The Great Sage was in a good mood and continued to tease him: "But they can't beat me."
"Then..." The little monkey thought for a moment, his eyes lit up, "Then there's the king! Our king is the most powerful! You definitely can't beat him!"
When he talked about the king, the bright bonfire was imprinted in his eyes, burning with brilliant light.
The Great Sage's heart suddenly softened.
With a thought, golden hair began to grow on his cheeks.
"Oh!" the little monkey exclaimed, "Are you a monkey too?"
He suddenly realized: "My mother said that there are distinguished guests coming to White Tiger Ridge today. One of them is from our monkey tribe. He is very, very powerful and is called the Great Sage Equaling Heaven!"
He looked at the Monkey King with sparkling eyes.
The Monkey King laughed, held him in his arms, and somersaulted into the sky.
Half an hour later, the Great Sage brought back the little monkey with red cheeks due to excitement. The careless parents did not even notice that their child had been lost for such a long time.
He glanced at the lively bonfire from afar, and all the hesitation in his heart was thrown away.
Looking down, I saw a big, plump peach in my palm.
It was given to him by the little monkey just now.
"Uncle, this is the biggest and most beautiful peach on my tree." The little monkey was still a little reluctant, "It must be very sweet."
"I'll give it to you to eat."