Chapter 293： :Monks can also eat meat

At this moment, looking at such a large and vibrant vegetable garden in front of him, Bao Jixiang was eager to try it.

This Chinese cabbage is juicy and delicious. Stir-fry it with a little lard and add a little salt to make it fresh enough.

This fat winter melon is good for making soup.

This green cucumber is very delicate and lovely, so I use it to cut cucumbers with a knife!

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As Bao Jixiang walked, he arranged the vegetables in sight. From time to time he would pick one and taste it, nodding as he tasted it.

Shen Yizhi followed behind with a smile and did not disturb him. When he asked, he introduced him.

“How come I haven’t seen this red fruit before?”

"It's called tomato? Did it come from overseas? It's a foreign country, so this name is quite appropriate."

In fact, no, Shen Yizhi spent his points to buy the seeds from the grocery store.

“Can I eat it?” Mr. Bao is most concerned about this.

Shen Yizhi smiled secretly, feeling that he and Niannian must have a lot in common, and he could ask Niannian to accompany him another day, so that he could make the old man happy.

“You can eat it, you can try it.”

Shen Yizhi took off one, performed a cleaning technique, and handed it over.

Bao Jixiang took a bite and said, "Well, it's sour and sweet, very good."

By the time they finished visiting the vegetable garden, the vegetable baskets in their hands were already full.

Next, the two went to the breeding farm.

This was just built, not far from the vegetable garden. It used to be a pond, but now it has been filled in with soil and a breeding farm has been built.

Although it has only been built for a few days, it is already very large.

There are chickens, ducks, geese, cattle, sheep, and pigs. The people who look after the farms are some elderly people Shen Yizhi recruited from the village.

They have fixed working hours and are not exposed to the elements. Taking care of these livestock is a job they are used to. The most important thing is that they get paid every month!

Twenty taels of silver a month, and various red envelopes and other gifts during holidays.

Old people are very happy to do this job and rush to apply for the job.

But a breeding farm doesn’t need that many employees, right? Naturally, there are some who failed to make the cut.

The old man who lost the election was very disappointed.

Shen Yizhi comforted them that there would be many job opportunities in the future, and they would be given priority when the time comes!

Her current status in the hearts of the villagers is, to say the least, perhaps even more authoritative than the emperor. One word calmed everyone down.

Those who have been admitted have worked very hard in the breeding farms, and they have to find work if there is no work.

So although this is a breeding farm, it is kept clean and tidy, making people feel comfortable at a glance.

Bao Jixiang thought he was in the wrong place at first.

But it’s broad daylight now, and the livestock in the farms have been let out to roam freely.

The taste of a chicken raised in a cage is absolutely different from that of a free-roaming chicken.

So Shen Yizhi pursues a free-range policy, allowing employees to take their livestock out for fun during the day.

The meat of livestock raised in this way will taste good.

Bao Jixiang deeply agreed with her concept after learning about it.

"This is the same as raising children. Why do those children from wealthy families get sick so often? Why do they cry when they fall down? It's because they don't get enough exercise. Those children who are free-range in the countryside are different. They are very sturdy. ”

Shen Yizhi can only agree with half of this. Children should be trained to exercise, but they cannot be left alone completely. Nothing they should learn should be left behind.

Speaking of which, she hasn't checked Qing Bao's homework for a while, so she has to do a random check at night.

●Qingbao and Niannian, who were sweating profusely while playing with their friends, didn't know that they were already in "disaster."

The three dishes in the competition include egg fried rice, so eggs are indispensable.

Shen Yizhi originally wanted to ask someone to bring him a basket of eggs, but Bao Jixiang refused and insisted on touching the eggs himself.

The eggs in the chicken coop have already been touched by the staff.

If the old man wants to touch it, he can only try his luck in a place where chickens often hang out.

Shen Yizhi naturally has no objection. Picking eggs is also a kind of fun.

In order not to compromise this happiness, she did not use her spiritual consciousness to cheat. Instead, she dug through the grass and looked for it.

Her luck was very good, and soon she found an egg in the grass.

“Don’t move, let me do it!” Bao Jixiang saw it with sharp eyes, rushed over at a speed that was completely inappropriate for his age, picked up the egg, and put it into the basket as a treasure.

Then he gave her a proud look.

Shen Yizhi: “…”

As long as you are happy.

She doesn't care about an old child.

Finally the eggs were picked up and the chickens were caught. The two of them returned to the kitchen of Mingyue Restaurant with a full load and started cooking.

Shen Yizhi did not use a constant-burning cauldron, but used a firewood-burning earthen stove like Bao Jixiang.

The ingredients are the same, the tools are the same, and the seasonings are the same. The taste of the final dish is only related to one factor.

That’s cooking.

Simmering chicken soup is a delicate job and cannot be rushed.

However, these two dishes, fried shredded pork with green pepper and fried rice with eggs, are very quick to make.

Shen Yizhi invited He Buzhi and the village chief Qi Shugong to be referees. After hearing this, Master Changfeng came to join in the fun and recommended himself to become one of the referees.

Du Zhenzhen, who was one step behind, could only become a waiter, but she was very dissatisfied and said to Changfeng: "Aren't you a monk? How can you eat meat?"

Changfeng was calm: "The donor didn't know something. Meat-based dishes are called fumigation. They refer to the five pungent foods: garlic, green onions, green onions, orchid green onions, and xingqu. These five types of vegetables have a smoky smell and will consume your body after eating them. It dissipates people's energy, damages sincerity, and makes it difficult to communicate with gods, so I don't eat it.

"And the meat in your mouth is meat, which means fishy in Buddhism. What I practice is Hinayana Buddhism. Hinayana only seeks to save oneself rather than save others. It is allowed to eat three kinds of 'pure meat', and I will not kill them with my eyes." The second is those who do not hear of killing for me; the third are those who have no suspicion of killing for me.

“The meat used in the dishes of the two benefactors was not killed by me, not under my eyes, and not for me, so why can’t I eat it?”

Du Zhenzhen was speechless by his question.

The other people present felt that they had learned a lot. It turned out to be the case. They thought that monks could not eat meat.

In this way, the three referees have made their decision.

Du Zhenzhen brought out two plates of fried shredded pork with green pepper.

Just by looking at the appearance, you can’t tell who made which plate. This also ensures fairness.

It’s not that Bao Jixiang doubted that the three referees would be unfair, but if he knew who did it in advance, it would inevitably affect his judgment.

When two dishes are of equal quality, people will inevitably prefer the one cooked by an acquaintance.

Two plates of food were placed in front of them, and the three of them each took a bite.

“How is it?” Du Zhenzhen was more concerned about the outcome than the two parties involved.