Wang Yougui walked in the front, followed by Tan Juguo's family and Yang Ping's family.
Especially Tan Juguo, although he is old, he is walking as fast as flying.
"Grandpa, why are you walking so fast? I can hardly keep up." A fat boy shouted.
Tan Juguo laughed loudly and said: "That's because you have no motivation! Look at that brat Wang Yougui and Yang Ping, they are all running very fast. If our family doesn't hurry up, we won't even be able to drink the soup in a while. arrive."
"Dad, you are... just a bowl of Laba porridge, what do you think?" A middle-aged man said with a smile.
The woman next to the man also said: "Even though your old body is strong and strong, you can't compare with young people. Tan Yong, don't look at this. Dad wants to drink Laba porridge. Please walk faster and give it a try." Can’t you just give your share back to dad?”
Tan Yong was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, okay, just wait, I'll walk quickly."
After saying that, Tan Yong ran up and caught up with Wang Yougui.
Wang Yougui smiled and said: "Tan Yong, your old man asked you to leave quickly, right?"
Tan Yong smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Wang, what are you making a fuss about? Each one of them felt like there was wind on their feet and they were running too fast."
Wang Yougui smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't ask. There is a temple ahead. When you get there, you can see for yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tan Yong smelled a strong fragrance wafting from a distance, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "What is this smell? Is it so fragrant?"
"Hey! This kid really has a skill, it's so good!" After Wang Yougui said that, he picked up the child, pulled his wife and accelerated quickly! Tan Yong was not stupid and followed him immediately.
From far away, Wang Yougui shouted: "Fang Xiao... Abbot! We are here, what are you cooking? It smells so good?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Nothing, Laba porridge."
"It smells so good, come on, come on, give me a bowl to try." Wang Yougui put down the child and took out three large bowls and placed them in front of Fang Zheng.
Tan Yong took a look and exclaimed: "Uncle Wang, did you bring your washbasin? No, this is a bathtub, right?"
"Get out of here! How big is your bathtub? Can I wash it for you?" Wang Yougui blushed and scolded with a smile.
Tan Yong laughed.
After Fang Zheng took a look, he was completely speechless. Wang Yougui was really shrewd. He knew that his crystal rice was delicious and the porridge was definitely not bad, so he came directly with three large bowls with diameters as long as forearms! He smiled bitterly and said: "Donor Wang, you... Is this a soup basin?"
Wang Yougui smiled awkwardly and said: "Well, I don't know if you have any messy rules here, so I'd better bring an older guy."
Fang Zheng was speechless. He had never asked the system before, so he immediately asked: "System, are you satisfied with the Laba porridge?"
"One bowl per person, no more. Although Laba porridge is free, it cannot be extravagant or wasteful, nor should it be given away cheaply. Just like Buddhist scriptures cannot be given lightly, everything must be done in moderation."
Fang Zheng looked at Wang Yougui again and suddenly realized that he was indeed the village chief. He was really good! Even the rules of the system are taken into account, awesome!
Fang Zheng asked: "Is such a big bowl okay?"
"Opportunities are for those who are prepared. All living beings are equal. It means equal opportunities, but it does not mean equal outcomes. Those who work hard will naturally get more, and those who are lazy will naturally have less."
Fang Zheng suddenly realized it, so he scooped a large bowl full of it for Wang Yougui without hesitation, and then said with a smile: "Donor Wang, you need to bathe the Buddha to get started, and the rest is optional. This temple is small and there are not many programs."
Wang Yougui looked at the three full bowls of Laba porridge and was about to say thank you, but when he saw what was inside, he exclaimed: "This... what is in this?"
Tan Yong also saw it. He came over to take a look and shouted: "There are carvings on the mung beans! The date core is like a Buddha?! Oh my god, Fang Zheng, you did all this?"
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and smiled slightly. He neither said yes nor no. It was difficult to answer this matter, so he just left it ambiguous.
Wang Yougui looked at the lifelike Buddha, King Kong, Arhat, lotus, lion and other strange animals in the porridge. He marveled and said: "I have eaten Laba porridge from several temples since I have grown up. This is the first time I have seen such exquisite craftsmanship! The abbot said , not to mention anything else, just this taste, just this craftsmanship, amazing!”
Wang Yougui's wife also praised: "Why didn't I see that you had such a skill before? It's a pity to become a monk with such a skill. If you had gone out to open a restaurant, you would have made a fortune long ago."
Wang Yougui glared at his wife and said, "What are you talking about?"
The other party smiled coquettishly and stopped talking.
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter."
Seeing this, Wang Yougui's wife glared at Wang Yougui and said, "Look at her, look at you, look at your virtue! Let's go and have some porridge! This porridge smells so delicious."
Wang Yougui was pulled away by his wife, but Tan Yong couldn't help it and quickly took out a bowl: "Fang Zheng, hurry up and give me a bowl."
Fang Zheng smiled and scooped up the porridge for him. Tan Yong immediately took a sip. Originally he was just trying to taste the taste, but after taking this sip, his confidant devoured it and drank up the entire large bowl of porridge!
Bang! Putting down the big bowl, Tan Yong felt warm and comfortable all over his body! There is a lingering aroma in the mouth and it tastes great!
Tan Yong quickly said: "One more bowl!"
As a result, Fang Zheng shook his head and said with a smile: "You can only have one bowl per person, donor. This is the rule."
"Is there really such a rule?" Tan Yong was confused. He originally thought Wang Yougui was joking, but he didn't expect that there was a real limit. However, Tan Yong did not give up. He came up to Fang Zheng and said, "Fang Zheng, look, you have grown up in our village since you were a child, and you have eaten our food. Well... can you give me some more?" bowl?"
"Amitabha, donor, this is a rule and must not be broken. One bowl per person, no more, only less." Fang Zheng shook his head decisively and refused.
Tan Yong suddenly became unhappy; "Fang Zheng, you are not interesting enough..."
"Tan Yong, I asked you to get a bowl of porridge for dad. Why did you drink it yourself?" Tan Yong's wife arrived.
Tan Yong then remembered that he was not here to feed himself, so he said, "I won't drink the next bowl. Can I give it to my dad?"
Fang Zheng nodded and filled it for him. Tan Yong looked at the various dried fruits in the bowl and licked his lips. He really wanted to drink it! But Tan Juguo was behind him. If he drank, the old man wouldn't be able to drink, and he would be in trouble.
Tan Yong took a deep breath and held his breath without smelling or looking. That's alright, right
Tan Yong came over with Laba porridge, and Tan Yong's wife Liu Yuan took it and blew on it to prevent it from being too hot and scalding Tan Juguo. When Tan Yong saw this, he stopped holding his breath and was about to say something. When Liu Yuan blew it, the fragrance hit his nostrils!
Tan Yong swallowed back all the words that came to his lips, turned around and left, unable to watch anymore! Watching it too many times makes me cry!
(End of chapter)