At the same time, although Fang Zheng knows a lot about carving, there are some things that he has never experienced before. He will not be able to understand them unless the system is forced on him. Qingjing Sanren, on the other hand, talks about natural practice and the way of nature, and Fang Zheng also benefited a lot.
The two of them got what they needed, and the more they chatted, the happier they became. In the end, they forgot about time and food, and chatted all day long.
On the side, the lone wolf lay motionless, looking weak. Whenever two people looked over, he would take a deep breath, suck his belly back in, and then show his belly to the two of them. However, the two of them were in the middle of chatting and ignored his belly...
The lone wolf raised his head and looked at the birds flying in the sky, muttering silently in his heart: "From now on, I will never go down the mountain! I won't go down the mountain if I kill him!"
By the time the two of them came back to their senses, the sun was already setting in the west, and the sunlight was shining on Fang Zheng and Qing Jing Sanren. At that moment, the two people seemed to be lit up from a picture scroll, very eye-catching, as if Real Buddha and gods!
"Huh..." Qingjing Sanren put down the tea cup in his hand, looked at Fang Zheng with a face full of contentment and said: "They say that a thousand cups of wine are too few to drink with a close friend. I didn't understand it before, but I understand it today. I am not a member of the same Taoist people, I came to this place. Taoist temples often leave after saying less than three sentences. There is no interest in continuing the conversation, but after chatting with the Master like this, I feel like I am forgetting all the sleep and food, and I feel so good. This feeling is really wonderful... "
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said, "Indeed, this feels really good."
Qingjing Sanren said: "I was so busy chatting that I forgot to eat. Master, please wait a moment. I'll come back as soon as I go."
After saying that, Qingjing Sanren went to the backyard. As soon as Qingjing Sanren left, Lone Wolf immediately got up and hummed: "Master, you have finally finished chatting and finally thought of eating. Aren't you all hungry?"
Fang Zheng touched his belly, shook his head and said, "Don't tell me, I'm really not hungry."
Lone Wolf was speechless for a moment. He had prepared countless words, but was stunned by this answer.
Just as Lone Wolf was thinking about how to make Fang Zheng realize that he had ignored his apprentice's stomach problem, Qingjing Sanren came, holding a plate in his hand with some exquisite pastries on it. These pastries come in different shapes, surrounded by a fence of bamboo-shaped pastries, with various flowers and small trees in the middle. At the same time, there are some fruits dotted in the middle. At a glance, it looks like a miniature world with huge fruits... It is more like a painting than a pastry.
Qingjing Sanren put the plate on the table. Fang Zheng looked at these pastries and asked the question in Lone Wolf's mind with surprise: "Master, can this be eaten? No, what the poor monk meant is that such a delicate and beautiful thing, The poor monk is a bit unable to speak."
Another meaning is that such a small amount of food is not enough for a poor monk! What's more, the poor monk also has a dog with a big stomach!
However, Qingjingsan obviously didn't expect that much, thinking that what Fang Zheng was asking was the question in his words, and smiled slightly and said: "This is what Pindao made this morning, and I originally planned to eat it for lunch. Fortunately, you guys came, otherwise there would be so many, Pindao Tao is also worried about how to eat. You're welcome, eat more."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he almost cried. You're still welcome to this little thing? If you're not polite, I guess this is not enough for a lone wolf to lick with his tongue.
The lone wolf couldn't help it anymore and wanted to say something. Fang Zheng quickly pinched his tail to tell him to be honest.
Although he was a bit disgusted with this thing, Fang Zheng also understood. The situation of Qingjing Sanren is similar to his. The only difference is that Qingjing Sanren does not have systematic help. Without the help of the system, in such a remote place, most of the people would be poor! It’s good to have something to eat, so don’t force it.
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Amitabha, in this case, the poor monk will not be polite."
After saying that, Fang Zheng picked up a small bamboo and put it into his mouth, his eyes suddenly lit up. I thought that although there were good-looking snacks in this barren mountain, they might not be delicious. After all, he is a person who is used to eating Jingmi Hanzhu, and he has a tricky mouth. However, after taking this bite, Fang Zheng was very surprised.
The bamboo seems to be made of something like glutinous rice. It is very meaty when you eat it. If you look carefully, there is a fragrance of bamboo, and it is also a little sweet. After eating it, I felt a desire to eat more than I was satisfied with.
Fang Zheng looked at Qingjing Sanren in surprise and said, "Amitabha, this snack is really delicious."
Qingjing Sanren smiled and said: "When I was not practicing, I learned some pastry-making techniques. When I went into the mountains and had nothing to do, I tried to incorporate all the edible things around me into the pastry. You eat This one is made using some special techniques to incorporate the fragrance of bamboo into the pastry. Just try it if you like it."
While talking, Qingjingsan dug out a piece of grass and placed it in a square bowl.
Fang Zheng picked it up and put it in his mouth. A unique aroma spread immediately after entering the mouth. That feeling... Fang Zheng said almost subconsciously: "The smell of willow buds!"
Qingjing Sanren pursed his lips and smiled and said: "The Master guessed it pretty much. This is our glutinous rice cake. The tenderest part of a type of mugwort is incorporated into it, and it is crushed and mixed with glutinous rice to make it."
Fang Zheng listened and felt the almost perfect taste in his mouth. At the same time, he picked up other snacks and put them into his mouth, praising them as he ate them. Qing Jing San Ren was explaining how to make them. During this process, Qingjing Sanren didn't even eat at all. She just sat in front of Fang Zheng as gently as a big sister. She smiled softly and looked at Fang Zheng. Her eyes became warmer and warmer as the two people communicated. .
As for Fangzheng's temperament, he is more like the big boy next door. When the two of them sit like this, they are really like siblings who have transcended the barriers of Buddhism and Taoism. Incomparably warm…
Of course, in this heartwarming scene, there is also a pitifully ignored big wolf that sticks out its tongue and occasionally pulls its legs to act like a rogue. Unfortunately, it was ignored...
Of course, Fangzheng would not just eat it all by himself. After tasting each snack, he began to persuade the Qingjing San people to eat it. At the same time, he threw one or two to the lone wolf. The lone wolf was already going crazy with hunger and almost chewing the bark of the tree. . When something to eat came, he opened his mouth wide and swallowed the snack in one mouthful, then clicked his mouth and looked at Fang Zheng in a cute way, as if asking: "Did I get it? Why didn't I feel like I had eaten anything?" Already?"
Fang Zheng was helpless when he saw this. Although the pastries were very delicate, they were also very small. Such a small amount of pastries is really a big deal for Lone Wolf's big mouth... Fangzheng can't do anything about it. It's good that Qingjing Sanren is willing to receive them.
(End of chapter)