Chapter 317

Before she ate it, it seemed that she had already begun to eat it. She put a few threads in her mouth and tasted it carefully. Although she had made countless delicacies and seen all kinds of spices, she could not taste the flavor of the shredded potatoes. The taste was very light, but it induced the original taste of potatoes. The soft and crispy chewiness made people unable to stop eating.

she picked up a bowl of eggplant, which seemed to be dry, and dried up like a vegetable, but did not want to bite it. The saturated juice spread in the mouth. What kind of fragrance was it? If letinous edodes extracts the essence from the chicken broth, with the delicious fish, such a dish is the eggplant, which is clearly the fresh fish, fresh chicken juice, the beauty of chicken juice, and repeated extraction. There is such a taste of seizing the sky, the shock in the heart has been unable to express in words, looking at the tofu like jade, she can't wait to clip a piece, but because the tofu is too smooth, it has not had time to chew, the tofu has already slipped into the throat.

Her hands trembled slightly in surprise. If you can make tofu so smooth, it's not the ability that ordinary people can have. Even the tofu made by her master is not half as smooth as this tofu.

This time, instead of using chopsticks to clip the snow-white tofu, she scooped a small spoon with a wooden spoon. She cherished it like a fragile magnetic doll and took a shallow sip. The seemingly light tofu had a slightly spicy flavor. The tip of her tongue was occupied by the sour flavor while tasting the spicy flavor, which greatly increased her interest.

The three simple vegetarian dishes shocked her so much that she couldn't say a word. The Zhaitang was very quiet. She could only hear the sound of chopsticks and bowls touching, but her heart beat wildly, and her throat choked. The color and taste of these dishes completely overturned her previous view of vegetarian cuisine, and changed her tentative mood into piety at the moment At this time, she did not stand in the perspective of a chef, but just regarded herself as a gourmet who could taste the food attentively.

She pulled out a bowl of rice, which was very rough, but it was totally different when cooperating with these vegetarian dishes. This is the reason why we should go back to nature. Although the delicacies are exquisite and expensive, they are not as satisfied as this bowl of vegetarian food.

When she looked at the monks who were eating around her, everyone looked as if they were eating like a bowl of delicious food. They just used it to wrap their bellies. They didn't have a good taste at all. She sighed to herself, "it's a pity to be a vegetarian..."

While sighing, a monk came to her with a bowl of rice soup, "benefactor, do you want this rice oil?"

"Well, yes, yes..." Although the color of rice soup is not white enough, she will not miss any chance to taste it. She nodded her head and said yes.

The monk also looked at her with strange eyes, but he didn't say anything. He scooped a bowl of rice soup for her and went on to share food with other monks.

It wasn't long before she finally knew why the two monks looked at her like that when they added food to her. Although the vegetarian food was beautiful, her food intake was limited. Fortunately, she also knew that the Buddhist hall shouldn't waste it at will, so she tried her best to eat. At last, there were only some scallion and ginger, and half a bowl of rice soup.

When she went to wash her dishes and chopsticks, a 40 year old monk stopped her.

She asked, "master, why are you doing this?"

"Benefactor, do you know that this dish is all given by God and should not be wasted at all?" The monk was kind and asked her with a faint smile.

"Well, yes, so I eat very clean. You see, I don't have any rice in my bowl."

The monk listened to what she said, only slightly shook his head, took up her soup bowl, drank the rice soup left in the bowl, and ate the scallion and ginger left in her bowl with no time for her to react.

All this happened so fast that she didn't have time to refuse. When she saw the calm in the monk's eyes, she really hated to find a cave to go in. She wanted to say something to the monk, but the monk made a gesture to ask her to brush her own dishes. In the face of the monk's behavior, she bowed her head in shame and just said to the monk in a quiet voice: "great The teacher told me to be taught... "

The monk didn't say anything, but told her with his own actions: all things are given by nature with pity, but we only attach importance to the precious things. If we throw away the abalone and bird's nest, it will be said to be a tyrannical thing, but if we throw away the onion, celery and coriander that can be seasoned and tasted in the dishes, we won't be blamed. But as a chef, I'm not sure For those who are not familiar with the world's food materials, the chef is a craftsman who can turn decay into magic. However, if the craftsman's eyes are divided when selecting materials, he can't really accurately grasp the character of each kind of food materials, and he can't communicate with the food materials. How can the food without heart move people's hearts?

When he came out of the Zhaitang, he lowered his head and rinsed the bowl with Luffa net. Thousands of thoughts came out of his heart, many of them, but he could not catch a clue, but his heart was suddenly open.

I don't know how I got out of the Zhaitang. When I looked up, I saw myself standing under an ancient cypress tree in the backyard of a temple. The night was cold, and the faint moonlight was scattered through the thick cypress branches. The wind was blowing and the tree moved. It was probably because other monks went to evening classes after the fast. There were no monks walking back and forth around. I heard it vaguely There was a sound of chanting Sutras in the West Wing room. It was a child's nature. Out of curiosity, she walked towards the wing room.The door was hidden. She looked through the window lattice and saw a monk kneeling on the futon chanting scriptures. The white robe was worn on the man's body. The figure looked thin but not thin. She could not see the monk's appearance clearly from the window lattice. She went to the door quietly and looked through the crack of the door. It was just a side. The face reflected by the candlelight was just a shadow On the other hand, you can see the elegant and deep outline. This person is the one she just met.

"Chueh Chi, is that you?" She asked cautiously, not sure.

The chanting figure hesitated for a moment, but did not turn her head. But it was only this hesitation that confirmed her in her heart. It was the chanting person who saved her from the delusion by the pool.

She pushed the door and went in. A soothing smell came to her. "What's the smell? It smells good. "

"The incense burning on the bodhi tree, the residual taste," he explained to her without looking at her.

She was relieved when she saw Jueyi. Hearing his reply, she asked with a smile: "I didn't see you in the Zhaitang just now, so you are here! Why don't you go to dinner? "

The sound of the wooden fish was the same. Chueh Chi didn't answer her question, just recited the Sutra in a soft voice.

She thought Chueh Chi didn't remember him. "I'm the one you saved today. I'll pick wild berries for you to eat."

He looked at a sutra book placed in front of him, with only a few words: "I remember."

"Then why did you ignore me?" She asked him with a smile.

He raised his head and gave her a light look. His eyes were still calm and far-reaching, but they were shining with the light of stars in the candlelight, which made her heart miss a beat.

Waving away the fleeting sprouting of my heart, I thought about what Chueh Chi had said to her on the road to hurry up. I thought that I had lost time on the road because of curiosity and playfulness, and my heart suddenly understood.

Although he didn't say anything to her, she had guessed that Chueh Chi didn't go to Zhaitang because he missed the time to return to the temple, so he was punished to recite sutras and meditate here.

"Did you stay here because I delayed your return?" She asked carefully.

"No!" If his voice is in the clouds, it makes people feel ethereal.

"Why is that?"

"I missed the time to come back, it's none of your business!"

Just as he was talking, a slightly fatter monk came in, folded his hands, saluted and said, "benefactor, Chueh Chi is punished here for violating the temple rules. Please don't disturb him. Please go out!"

Pretending not to know the way, he said with confused eyes: "the abbot arranged for me to live in the wing room of the West courtyard, but I don't know where it is?"

There was a trace of impatience on the fat monk's face. At the corner of his eye, when he saw Jueyi, he showed a look of happiness and disaster. When he looked at him, he immediately hid. But he didn't escape his eyes. He turned and walked to the door, with the smell of driving her away. "Please come with me, I'll take you there!" There's a very obvious eviction order in the words.

She wanted to ask Jue Chi a few more words, but the fat monk had already stood at the door and asked her to go out.

She turned her head and looked at Jue Chi. He still bowed his head and recited the Scriptures. She secretly shriveled her mouth and walked out the door. When she passed Jue Chi, she vaguely heard Jue Chi's suppressed sneezing. She couldn't help but worry, "she must have caught a cold when she saved me by the pool today..."

When the fat monk took her to the West Wing room, she went up and said, "ha ha, thank you very much. How can I call you? After a while, if the abbot asks who brought me here, I'll give him an account! "

The fat monk's eyebrows were picked, and his face was just like a knot in one's heart. He immediately burst out laughing, "ha ha, where can I trouble the benefactor to say such trifles in front of the abbot? I'm very polite."

Chueh Yuan said that he didn't need to tell the abbot, but he told him his name. Seeing that the monk was a man of fame and wealth, his attitude changed immediately when he knew that she was a pilgrim chartered by the abbot to live here. After listening to his name, he guessed that he was the same as Chueh Chi, and then he thought of his face when he saw Chueh Chi www.mylov enovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!