The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

At first, Founder just thought it was fun, not necessarily delicious.

But after a while, Founder smelled a faint mushroom fragrance. Again, the taste is very light, and it doesn't seem too delicious.

After a while, Jin Jiatong carefully held the lotus leaf up.

The little sun on the side wiped the drool in the corner of his mouth, and said, "Brother, I smell the taste of Qizhen Soup. I want to drink it."

"This is Qizhen Soup?" Fang Zheng asked in surprise, but he didn't expect the little guy to handle it, even with such a elegant name.

Jin Jiatong said: "This is a practice passed down from our village. It is said that when the ancestors did it, they were very particular about it. They were made with precious mushrooms in the mountains at specific times and in specific places, so they are called Qizhen Soup.

But right now we are just eating and eating, so we do n’t have time to find those things, and we may not find them. In addition, there is no seasoning, only salt, so eat it.

These seven treasure soups are filled with water in lotus leaves, and the water cannot flow out. Heating through the soil will not damage the lotus leaf. The water and mushrooms boil in the lotus leaf, and all the aroma is locked in the lotus leaf, so even without other condiments, the soup tastes very good. "

During the conversation, Xiaoyang has made a simple small bowl with lotus leaves, holding it in his hands and founder.

Fang Zheng looked at the delicate lotus leaf bowl in his hand, and there was a touch of surprise in his eyes. This small bowl is very simple but definitely not simple. If you want to make it into a small bowl without damaging the lotus leaves, it will not be scattered until you start. This is definitely technical work.

Founder glanced aside, shook his little feet quietly, and then skillfully folded a lotus leaf into small bowls of little sun. He found that these two children brought him more and more incredible. ...

"Master, drink soup." Jin Jiatong said, tearing a small mouth on the side of the lotus leaf pot, the soup inside rushed out immediately, and fell into the small bowl in Fang Zheng's hand.

When full, Jin Jiatong only needs to pour the lotus leaf pot slightly to prevent the soup from flowing out. Then pour a bowl for Little Sun and himself ...

The situation over there is that Founder has no time to pay attention. His full attention is in the lotus leaf bowl in front of him, which is exactly Qizhen Soup!

There is no oil in this soup, but the aroma of mushrooms in the soup outweighs all the oil. The fragrance is tangy and makes the index finger move. Founder can't help but taste it first, only the lips and teeth remain fragrant. It doesn't seem to be what kind of mushroom taste. People couldn't help but drink it, but after taking a few sips, Founder found that the soup was gone!

Jin Jiatong smiled and said, "Master, drink more if you like."

Fang Zheng repeatedly nodded and said, "It's really delicious. This is the best soup the poor monk has ever had."

After another bowl, the soup in the lotus leaf had bottomed out, and Founder naturally was embarrassed to fight with the two children.

No matter how Jin Jiatong persuaded, he just didn't drink.

Jin Jiatong had no choice but to lick his lips, a little sun like a small tortoiseshell cat, holding the lotus leaf bowl, drinking sweetly, and a pair of big eyes became a small crescent, very cute.

After drinking the soup, Jin Jiatong said, "Master, the soup is finished and you can eat the staple food."

"Staple food?" Founder froze. Is there anything else that can be used as a staple food?

I saw that Jin Jiatong opened the lotus leaf pot, and laid the lotus leaf on the ground, and a small pile of mushrooms lay on the lotus leaf! Although these mushrooms are not beautiful, they are also black and white, cyan, and reddish! Coupled with the green of the lotus leaf, and the moment the lotus leaf pot is opened, all the aromas wrapped in it burst at the same time, and the scent comes from the nose. Founder only felt that the belly was purring, and all the maggots were activated. It's up!

Just then a small hand stretched over, and then scratched.

Jin Jiatong quickly hit the little hand, and the little sun pours out his tongue. He retracts the hot little red hand, grumbles his mouth, and says poorly, "Brother, I'm hungry ..."

Jin Jiatong said: "A guest is here."

Xiao Taidao said: "But the guests are good people. They shouldn't be so polite to good people. Everyone eats. If you are not welcome, you will eat more fragrant."

What Jin Jiatong was about to say, Fang Zheng laughed: "The little donor is right, do n’t be polite, you ’re ready to be born, and the food is not so fragrant. Little donor, do n’t be polite, eat it.”

After that, Founder was rude. He reached for a piece of netted bamboo shoots and threw it into his mouth. The entrance was smooth and the aroma went straight to the internal organs. Shuang Founder couldn't help but praise it: "It's delicious!"

Seeing that Founder no longer maintains an elegant, gentle and elegant look, he sat cross-legged, rolled up his sleeves, and looked like a big brother next door.

Jin Jiatong did not know why. Looking at Fang Zheng's smile, he laughed afterwards, and then a string that had been secretly taut also loosened. That was the restraint and politeness towards strangers and benefactors.

After putting down everything, Jin Jiatong followed to grab the mushroom and handed it to Xiao Sun's hand. He looked at Xiao Sun eating and smiled, and helped her wipe the soup from the corner of her mouth.

There are so many mushrooms, and Founder naturally doesn't eat too much. He simply ate two sips, and then cast a dream to make them think he had eaten a lot. You are welcome to let go.

Looking at the burping of the two little guys, Founder also laughed.

The meal was made by Jin Jiatong. After the meal, Founder took care of it. As a result ... he was rejected again!

"Master, read the scriptures and look at the scenery. This ... you are not good at it." Jin Jiatong said with a smile, this is not your previous honorary title, but a kind of ridicule.

Founder embarrassedly touched his bald head, pondered, he was also born in a poor family and lived in the mountains. It stands to reason that his ability to pack food should not be weaker than Jin Jiatong!

But here, in the face of a picnic, no matter what he does, it seems that he is far inferior to Jin Jiatong, and even a little less than Little Sun ...

Since he was suspected of being abandoned, Founder was not polite, and ran aside to really see the scenery.

Not long after, the two little guys completely extinguished the fire, and then buried it in the depths with the soil. Those leaves that had been eaten were also buried together, and everything seemed to return to the scene before it came.

Founder asked in amazement: "So thorough?"

Little Sun shook the sky braid on his head and said cutely: "My dad said that people who eat from mountains must love the mountain and cannot destroy it. If it is destroyed, we must strive to restore it to its original state so that it can last forever. "