Chapter 662: Lingguang Temple Lafen Noodle Section Red Sleeve
If you cultivate the Buddha's heart in one life, you may not be a good person in the previous life, but you can still be infected with the Buddha's spirit to some extent.
Luo Hui doesn't know who said this, but I think it makes sense anyway. Belief in Buddhism cannot be said to be superstitious. As long as you don't do it desperately for that idea, people who call me Buddha compassionate all day long are really compassionate.
?I’m afraid not. You do it regardless of anything but always with a utilitarian mind. This is taking advantage of the Buddha!
Buddha will be angry!
Luo Hui did not deliberately go to visit Buddhism or anything. He came to this temple called Lingguang Temple and prayed in front of the Buddha with his hands clasped together.
Lingguang Temple is still somewhat famous in Chiang Rai Province, but he is really not familiar with this foreign country, otherwise he would not come to such a popular temple.
He whispered softly in front of the Buddha. He didn't care whether the gods and Buddhas in Thailand understood what he said. Anyway, that's all he said.
But while he was praying, someone suddenly shouted from behind: "Huh? Why is it you?"
Luo Hui grabbed his head and looked at the person behind him. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Hello."
The person who called him was the artistic young woman he met on the plane. To be honest, this woman was not very beautiful, but she had a bookish smell about her. This kind of temperament also existed in Fang Lian, but she didn't.
There is no such thing as this woman, who would make people think at a glance that she is a well-educated girl with a good upbringing.
"Hello, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon. Buddha often said that it takes five hundred times to look back in the past life to pass by in this life. How many times have we looked back in this life." The literary young woman blinked her eyes with her hands behind her back.
Said calmly.
Luo Hui didn't know what he was thinking, but he actually said: "Maybe we were husband and wife in our previous life."
The literary young woman's face turned red and she said, "You really dare to make any kind of joke."
"Since you know I'm joking, don't mind what I say. I'm a bad-mouthed person." Luo Hui said with a smile.
The literary young woman stuck out her tongue, a bit playfully. Then she said: "Compatriot, we have met twice in this foreign country. How about I treat you to something to eat?"
Of course, some Chihui brothers come and don't refuse. Anyway, he doesn't have to spend his own money, and he doesn't feel any shame in spending a woman's money. Besides, isn't it because he and he are destined? Since they are destined, then please yourself
It’s not an exaggeration to have a meal.
Brother Hui has always been very open-minded and consciously followed behind the artistic young woman. Lingguang Temple has a good reputation in Chiang Rai Province. There are also many food stalls gathered outside the temple. The two of them came to a
The artistic young woman sat down at the noodle stall and spoke a few words to the boss in fluent Thai. Luo Hui was a little surprised. Although he had just arrived in Thailand, he really couldn't learn the words here. He was very convoluted. He usually communicated with others.
At that time, I could only communicate with people in English with the pronunciation of turning my feet to the point where I almost turned the basin into a pen. Now when I saw a person who could speak Thai, I naturally said curiously:
"You actually speak Thai."
The artistic young woman smiled elegantly and said, "I have been to Thailand many times. It's not surprising that I know Thai. Why do you want to learn it?"
"I feel like it's not easy to communicate. If you're willing to teach me, I can learn." Luo Hui said.
The literary young woman nodded and said: "Okay, we are compatriots and we have to help each other. I won't charge tuition. If you have time today, I can teach you. Oh... By the way, I live at No. 332 Lakun Street.
, if you want to learn anytime, you can come to me."
"Aren't you afraid of attracting wolves into your house?" Luo Hui said with a smile.
"If our countrymen bully our countrymen like this, then when will our country develop?" the artistic young woman asked.
Luo Hui was speechless for a moment, and then he laughed twice and said, "I can't speak to you."
"You're not trying to be reasonable. You definitely can't defeat me. Okay...here comes the noodles. Let me tell you, the noodles from this stall are the most delicious here. I eat here every time I come to Lingguang Temple."
Take a bowl, do you know why?" The literary young woman understood that Luo Hui was a rookie who didn't know anything, and her eyes were full of narrow-mindedness.
Luo Hui didn't know what the artistic young woman was thinking, but he still shook his head honestly and asked: "Why?"
"I knew you didn't know, so let me tell you. There is something called wax powder in this noodle. Wax powder is marinated with various rouge vegetables and lean meat and then air-dried.
Then grind it into powder and sprinkle it on the noodles. It will be very fragrant." The literary young woman seems to have the potential to be a foodie. When she explains, she can't help sticking out her tongue and licking her lips. It's so touching.
It's touching but makes Luo Hui feel a little funny.
When the noodles were placed in front of him, Luo Hui took a mouthful of noodles with chopsticks and ate the powder that was no different in color from pepper. But after eating this, his face turned red immediately, and then he kept putting it on the table.
I drank a lot of the mineral water I bought.
The literary young woman immediately covered her mouth and started laughing. Her smile was not like leaning forward and backward, but also very light, a bit like the daughters of rich and noble families in ancient times.
"Idiot, there are sun-dried chili peppers in the wax powder, and it accounts for one-third of the amount. How can you bear to eat such a big mouthful?"
After Luo Hui drank a large bottle of water, he finally relieved the burning feeling in his stomach.
"Little girl, I'm telling you, don't bully me, a little farmer, next time. Look how pitiful I am." Luo Hui said.
The literary young woman just smiled and said: "Who asked you to eat in such a hurry? You had already eaten when I was about to say something, so it's not me bullying you but you who don't let yourself go.
"Okay, I was wrong. Can you tell me how to eat this noodle?" Luo Hui asked helplessly.
"Just take a small bite of this. Learn more." The artistic young woman just took small bites and chewed slowly.
Luo Hui had no choice but to finish the bowl of noodles like a girl. However, the noodles were indeed delicious. Although it was still a bit spicy, the taste of the noodles was still very memorable.
This wax is not that spicy.
After eating the noodles, Luo Hui destroyed all the bottle of mineral water, but the artistic young woman seemed to have no reaction at all. Luo Hui couldn't help but ask: "Where are you from, and how can you eat it so well?"
"I don't mean I know how to eat spicy food. A person who really knows how to eat spicy food stuffs chili peppers into his mouth one by one. I'm pretty good at eating spicy food in my place. I almost forgot to tell you that I'm from Dali."
The artistic young woman said as she finished the last bite of noodles.
"Oh? Ethnic minorities?" Luo Hui said.
The literary young woman nodded and said: "Well... I am from a minority group. My name is Duan Hongxiu. What about you... what's your name?"
"My name is Luo Hui!" Luo Hui said, even if he stretched out his hand, it was just a subconscious action. But Duan Hongxiu was not at all restrained, and those five soft and boneless green fingers were drawn by Luo Hui.