Moon didn't take it seriously. He speculated that the fat man was the public sign here and would be useful in the future, so he only had one eyeball gouged out.
"Hurry up and lead the way, don't leave any traces of ink."
The middle-aged fat man seemed to have received an amnesty, and he quickly got up and took Moon to treat his injuries.
After all, this is a temple, not a hospital. After simply treating the wounds and changing into relatively decent clothes, Moon returned to the hall again.
At this time, the bowl-raising Arhat was having his meal and did not wait for Moon at all.
Seeing that Munn was clean and tidy, he forced himself to be a little enthusiastic, even if it was to give face to Lingzi mother.
"Sit down and let's eat together."
When someone gives you a face, you must continue. Moon knew in his heart that pretending to be polite would be a bit self-inflicted. He sat next to the Kang table and picked up the bowl.
The dishes on the table are very simple, a pot of stew and white rice.
This standard of food is a bit inconsistent with the luxury of the living environment.
Looking at the pot of vegetables in confusion, could there be something to say?
Pork belly and cabbage stew, very simple.
Seeing Mu En staring at the food without eating it, Arhat Raised a Bowl understood what she was thinking, and like a chef, he began to explain the extraordinary features of this pot of vegetables.
"Why, do you think the food is not good?
You haven’t seen anything on the market, do you know what this is called?”
Moon held the bowl, but he didn't dare to eat it. He didn't even know what it was called, so how could he have the nerve to eat it?
"Uncle, please tell me, what is the name of this pot of vegetables?"
"Lama meat stewed with pickled cabbage, have you ever heard of it?"
Moon suppressed the surprise in his heart, how could the Bodhisattva be okay now?
According to the weight of this pot of vegetables, the lamas in this temple are not enough to survive the winter.
Although there was no moral restraint, Moon felt that it was better to be a little taboo in this life, so she silently put down the bowl and chopsticks and smiled apologetically.
"Uncle, when I came, I had just finished eating.
I'm still losing weight recently, so I won't eat with you."
Damn it, this look must be a misunderstanding.
If the Arhat who raised the bowl had had the same temper before, he would have overturned the dining table long ago, but now is not the past after all, and he has to pay attention to his image in front of juniors.
"What do you think this lama meat is?"
Before Munn could find an excuse to help him, Arhat picked up a piece and held it in front of Munn.
"This is a decoction made from ginseng, cordyceps and other suckling pigs. They are fed with it every day from the time they are born. They must not be omnivores. They are fed alone. They are indispensable for fitness, beauty and listening to music."
It turns out to be pork
Moon was relieved, but when she heard about fitness and beauty, she felt a little uncomfortable.
“If it grows too big, the meat will not be tender, and if it grows too small, the fat will not be intact.
It will be ripened to 100 kilograms in one month, and the error will be controlled within 100 grams."
When the alms-raising Arhat said this, he looked at the pork belly on the chopsticks as if he were looking at a work of art. He felt proud beyond words.
"Each pig takes only three to five kilograms of breast plum blossom meat, and then uses my unique secret method to marinate it for 2,714 days before putting it into the pot. This is the key point."
Moon's explanation of the alms-raising Arhat was astonishing. I originally thought he was just hearing it and deliberately showing off.
According to his proficiency in pinching, he is hiding in Ruixue Temple. Has he been raising pigs?
Next, the Arhat Raising a Bowl confirmed Moon's speculation, but it seemed that he was not just raising pigs.
The explanation of pork belly came to an end. The Arhat raised the bowl and stuffed the large piece of pork into his mouth. After one bite, the lard flowed down his mouth, and it looked delicious and delicious.
But coupled with that old face that was as wrinkled as a walnut, Moon had no appetite.
After swallowing the lama meat, the Arhat raised another piece of cabbage.
"Do you know what this is?"
"Chinese cabbage?"
"wrong!"
"Sauerkraut?"
"Wrong! It's pickled cabbage!"
Moon really wanted to slap himself in the face. He just said it was lama meat stewed with pickled cabbage. How could he have remembered it wrong?
"Sauerkraut is not Chinese cabbage, nor is it sauerkraut.
Its existence is my life-changing destiny for Baicai.
Selected organic cabbage is cut down in its prime and exposed to the sun for 2714 days at noon.
Then put it into the vat and marinate it for 2714 days according to the secret method and relying on the Yin Qi.
If you take one less day, the cabbage will not be sour, but if you take one more day, the cabbage will become sauerkraut. The control of the heat and the alternation of the sun and the moon are very human-made."
Moon's expression was completely dull. He talked about pickled vegetables in such a high-level manner. Even if he were the Venerable Arhat, he would not be able to develop so many skills even if he killed himself.
It seems that this Venerable Arhat has been quite bored during these years of hiding here.
You have nothing to do, except feeding pigs and making pickled vegetables?
Moon didn't dare to say another word, fearing that people would continue to educate him, so he picked up his rice bowl and finished it in three gulps, as if he had never eaten such delicious food in his eight lives.
Seeing how urgent Moon was, the alms-raising Arhat showed a satisfied smile, but it was just a smile that was full of regret.
"It's a pity that your mother-in-law doesn't know that I'm here. I really want to give her some to try. I've worked hard all these years just to make her taste fresh."
"Uncle, then I'll tell my mother-in-law."
"No, I have to hide my whereabouts. I can't tell her. I have to rely on her to find out on her own. This is a helpless move."
What is the logic of this?
Moon was speechless at the quarrel between their brother and sister.
Forget it, I've eaten my meal, and I've finished showing off to others, so I'd better get down to business.
"Uncle, my coming this time is really a secret arrangement, the Buddha's
Don't stare, I'll get to the point.
That is, I discovered that there is a big secret of shamanism in Taiqing Valley, but I am not strong enough to do shamanism, so I am like this."
When it comes to shamanism in Taiqinggou, the alms-raising arhat didn't even raise his eyelids, as if he wasn't surprised at all.
Moon guessed that since they were in the same city, Boluohan should be aware of this matter, so why did he hold back and not take action?
"I thought that obtaining the secret of shamanism would be considered a great achievement, and then I would be able to show my filial piety by giving the credit to my mother-in-law.
Although my mother-in-law doesn't want to see me these years, I can't lose my conscience, right?
Besides, you have so many nephews who are wandering around somewhere, and I also want to do more meritorious deeds so that I can rely on them to slowly rescue my brothers-in-law from the dire straits."
Shuan is right, we must discuss this matter with mother-in-law Shuan before we can continue talking about what follows. Mun En is very clear on this point. All the starting points are for the good of the spirit child and mother, it is necessary.
The alms-raising Arhat heard the words that Mu En said by heart as if he knew them by heart. After thinking for a long time, he picked up another piece of lama meat.
"Tell me, what is the most important thing in making this lama meat?"
Don’t you know how to speak human language if you don’t use Ji Feng?
It's a common problem among big men, and Moon despises this the most.
piggy?
Not omnivorous?
Filling with herbs?
What else is coming?
Yes, pickled using a secret method, Moon's eyes lit up.
"It's my uncle's unique secret method."
"Wrong, it's the heat, the heat of 2714 days."
Moon's brain is very bright, isn't Taiqinggou's fire enough?