The squirrel looked at Fang Zheng pitifully and said with a cry: "Master, can you understand the pain of not being able to eat when there is delicious food in front of you?"
Fang Zheng: “…”
Several other little guys also followed Fang Zheng's method and began to pull off the sticky layer below, eating with gusto one by one. The only pity is that there are too few of them. For small animals such as squirrels, red boys, and salted fish, they are not bad. But for the big-mouthed wolf like Lone Wolf, if he throws it into his mouth, it's as if he didn't throw it. He can only look at it pitifully...
Fang Zheng ignored him and suddenly picked up a whole bean bag, put it in his mouth and ate it.
Honghai'er said: "Master, it's not warmed up yet."
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "There are ways to eat it when it's thoroughly heated, and there are ways to eat it when it's not. Give it a try, it's very interesting."
Hong Hai'er and others were curious, but Fang Zheng had never tricked them in terms of eating, so everyone reached out and grabbed a bean bag, and then did not eat it, but watched how Fang Zheng ate it.
Fangzheng first ate the hard shell on the outside, and then the soft and glutinous bean bun meat inside. Finally, everyone saw that the bean paste had not been cut open and was frozen into a ball. Although there was no ice residue on it, it was still hard. a feeling of. As a result, Fang just threw it into his mouth and chewed it slowly, just like eating jelly beans.
The guys didn't ask any questions and just followed their example.
When Honghaier ate the bean bun shell, it was really crispy and comfortable. When I ate the soft meat inside, I just felt it was sticky, fleshy, and very fragrant... The only thing that made me a little uncomfortable was that the bean buns were so hot when I put them in my mouth just after I took them off the oven. However, when he ate the bean paste inside, he felt a cold sensation on his lips. It felt like taking a sip of iced drink on a dog day in summer. It felt particularly exciting!
Honghaier put the bean paste ball into his mouth in one gulp. The coolness and hotness were mixed in his mouth. At the same time, due to melting, the bean paste ball began to shed layers of sweet bean paste. The aroma, sweetness, heat and cold collided in his mouth, intertwined. The taste really fascinates Honghaier!
Especially when the bean paste has just melted, there is still cold air inside, but it turns into a ball when pressed by the tongue, and the fragrance suddenly overflows!
The monkey on the side couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said: "Master, this is delicious!"
Xianyu followed suit: "Although it doesn't have much aura, the taste is just like that when eaten alone. But this way of eating it, when mixed together, is indeed a bit special and delicious!"
The squirrel drooled when he saw it, but his belly was so full that he really couldn't eat anymore.
The squirrel's eyes turned around and finally landed on the lone wolf, and then instantly found a sense of balance...
I saw the lone wolf shaking his head and shouting: "Master, my teeth are sticky and I can't get them out... Why is this thing so sticky? Ouch... "
Fang Zheng looked at that stupid dog and really wanted to slap him to death! Others ate slowly, but this guy was as eager as rushing to the battlefield. He swallowed the whole bean bag in one bite. First he shook his head because it was so hot, and then bit hard. The whole bean bag was wrapped on his teeth and stuck in the middle. Can't get down...
In response, Fang Zheng sighed and asked the monkey to help.
Continuing to eat here, after the bean buns are completely heated, they become a hot hard-shelled ball. If you bite the outer shell, you will find tender meat wrapped in melted bean paste, and the aroma is even stronger. Although it lacks the coolness of mixing hot and cold, it has an extra layer of fragrance of grains, which can be regarded as each having its own advantages and disadvantages.
After eating the bean buns, Fang Zheng found that although the little ones were still unfinished, the squirrels had already cried so hard that their eyes were red.
Looking at this pitiful little thing, Fang Zheng couldn't bear to covet him anymore, so he said hello and led a group of little things up the mountain.
However, before Fangzheng's buttocks were warmed up, he was disturbed by the noise outside the door. When he looked out, he saw a large group of reporters coming with guns and cannons, and Jing Yan was among them.
Jing Yan's sharp eyes caught sight of the bald head peeking out from behind the door, and she immediately waved and called, "Hello, Abbot Fangzheng, can we interview you?"
Fang Zhengxin said: You have already shouted like this, can I still shrink back
So he coughed dryly, took a deep breath, acted like a master, and walked out slowly, clasped his hands together, and said to a group of reporters: "Amitabha, donors, are you okay?"
"Master, we came all the way, so of course something happened. In fact, we wanted to come a long time ago, but it snowed heavily and the mountain was closed, so we couldn't get up. Now that we are here, do you think we have time? A press conference, or an interview or something? Uh, let me introduce myself. My name is Tang Shi. It's not a lying corpse, it's a Tang poem from Tang Shi and Song Ci." A short female reporter shouted. This reporter is very unique. He has a machine strapped to his body. There is a camera strapped to the machine facing forward, and a microphone facing him. The mobile phone is also stuck on it. The whole combination is full of technology, just like the one in the American blockbuster. Robot-like. Dressed up like this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but notice her.
Fang Zheng lowered his head slightly and looked at the pretty girl, thinking: This is really embarrassing for me, carrying such a big machine with such a small body.
Looking at the longing eyes of a group of reporters, Fang Zheng thought for a while, although there was little hope of returning to secular life in this life. But there is nothing wrong with promoting Yizhi Temple. This can be regarded as satisfying the wish of Yizhi Zen Master.
So Fang Zheng nodded and said: "Yes, but the temple is a quiet place. Donors, why don't you follow the poor monk outside."
Jing Yan immediately said: "No problem, let's go and go outside for interviews."
When the reporters heard this, they yelled and ran out to seize the territory.
Fang Zheng fell behind, and Jing Yan deliberately slowed down and came over: "How are you going to explain Chen Danian's matter? And what happened last time that Wang Dayou, Xia Jili, and I wanted to face. And the change in this Zhishan. … Oops, in short, there are a lot of problems in this mountain of yours. If reporters don’t come and don’t ask, forget it. If this comes, there will definitely be all kinds of questions. You’d better think about how to answer it... "
When Fang Zheng heard this, his scalp felt a little numb. He couldn't lie. If someone asked, it would be difficult to answer... But Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and figured it out!
When they got outside, the reporters helped Fang Zheng choose a background. It was the head of Naihe Bridge, with Tianlong Pond on both sides, two bell and drum towers behind, and two more than two meters tall trees at the entrance of Yizhi Temple. Ginkgo trees, as well as the Yizhi Temple and the Bodhi tree with a huge crown.
All this is reflected on the water, making the Yizhi Temple extremely mysterious and beautiful! The position of Fangzheng is like a golden node. Standing in white clothes, against the background, he has quite a Buddhist charm. The eyes of a group of reporters who saw it were all bright, and they couldn't help but take two more photos to use as desktop backgrounds.
(End of chapter)