After choosing the main ingredients, Yun Ye started cooking. He put the chopped ribs into a pot and boiled them to remove the blood. He then ordered the cook to chop the meat stuffing, pick the fresh wild vegetables and soaked the lotus seeds.
Remove the lotus core, pat it lightly with a knife, put it into a casserole with the glutinous rice and simmer over low heat. The chicken is very convenient, it has already been cooked, just tear it open with your hands, Yun Ye has done everything
It's a lot, enough for three people.
Shishi was peeling a big green onion with chopped ginger beside it. She was a good child who loved to work. In contrast, Xiaoya only liked to eat. For her, cooking was just a hobby.
Kind of suffering.
For some reason, these women all like to eat oily and watery food. They originally thought that the meatballs would be lightly fried in oil to color them, and then steamed in a steamer. Last time I ordered the kitchen to do this, but none of them complained.
It's delicious, but it tastes dry without any oil or water. This time I'll just fry it thoroughly.
Watching the browned meatballs bubbling and floating up and down in the oil pan, Shishi's saliva dripped down. She picked up the fried meatballs with a spatula, put a few in a small bowl for Shishi, and watched.
She held the bowl and blew air on the meatballs carefully, hoping to cool down soon. Yun Ye felt very comfortable. This is what a child should look like. Those bald donkeys have taught children to be like idiots.
Shishi seemed very satisfied after eating the meatballs. He carefully stirred the lotus seed soup with a small spoon. Yun Ye also put some white fungus into it. Shishi, who had never seen these things before, was very surprised.
The two masters and apprentices hid in the kitchen and each gnawed a big bone. Only then did they wait until the lotus seed soup was boiled with three meat dishes, one vegetarian dish and a bowl of soup. It was Yun Ye who comforted two pregnant women and an aggrieved woman for dinner. Although
It's a little late. Don't you think you won't be late if you have a good meal?
He asked the cook to call Cheng Chumo over to Niu Jianhu, and each person was given a tray. Niu Jianhu was a little embarrassed, thinking that this lowered Yun Ye's status. Cheng Chumo grabbed the tray with one hand, and already grabbed the ribs and put them into his mouth.
deliver.
"Identity is only for outsiders to see. It's ridiculous for my brother to say this. Hurry, take the things away and go to coax your wife. Xin Yue is still waiting to eat."
After knocking down Cheng Chumo's hand that reached for the plate again and driving the two of them away, Yun Ye asked the cook to deliver a basin of fried bones to Shan Ying. He didn't have to pay much attention to what he ate, as long as the taste was good and the portion was sufficient.
That’s fine. This guy has a huge appetite. After eating three fat chickens in one meal, he has to eat another pot helmet before he is full. It seems that high martial arts skills also have a high appetite. Experts rely on their appetite to survive. Without rice, experts will also
If you can't stand still, you'll eat a lot of rice for dinner. Naturally, you won't be full. Now is the time when you need to replenish your bones.
Xin Yue was sipping the green-skinned fruit that the housekeeper had brought from Luoyang, and finally waited until Yun Ye came in with a rice tray, then sat down in front of the counter with chopsticks and prepared to eat.
Shishi laid out all the meals for Xin Yue, and Xin Yue's love grew when she heard the call of the master's wife. She pulled Shi Shi to sit next to her and picked out a bone for her to chew on. You must know that big bones have always been Xin Yue's patent.
She could eat the marrow from the big bone for an hour and then give her favorite thing to Shishi, which shows how much she loves this little girl.
Shishi, who had eaten a lot just now, started chewing on the bones again with drooling saliva. Xinyue didn't have the slightest bit of ladylike demeanor. She moved her hands together and stuffed greasy food into her mouth, looking like she couldn't help but sigh.
It would be impossible to eat this way without preparing hawthorn water for them both.
Lao Jiang also likes to chew bones. He and Shan Ying sit under the stars, enjoying a sip of wine and a bite of meat. The night in the mountains is a bit cool, and the servants light piles of bonfires and sit around the fire to chat.
People in the Yun family are not short of wine. As long as the servants like to drink, they will have a small bowl of wine every day to relieve their fatigue. The Cheng Niu family also has similar rules. Each one takes out a small wine gourd and takes a sip of wine.
Let's talk a few more gossips, feel better, and live a leisurely life.
The Shaolin Temple behind is already dark without any lights. The monks all adhere to the habit of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, just like the people of the Tang Dynasty, but there must be two monks sleeping tonight.
Unconscious, Yun Ye looked at the closed temple door and smiled to himself.
There is no need to look for it. There is a sleepless monk sitting on a pine branch. Even monks are not immune to the feeling of licking a calf. Shan Ying pointed at the branch when Yun Ye came over, so Yun Ye knew that Jueyuan must be there.
It's right on top. I don't know how long he has been sitting on it. It's probably not too short. The scene of Shi Shi and Yun Ye eating and cooking together must have given him a lot of emotion. These happiness should have been his.
He also doesn’t know which one is more important in his mind: the ancient Buddha with a green lantern or the happiness of family relationships.
"Master Jueyuan, do you have any thoughts of getting drunk together?" Yun Ye took a wine gourd, took a sip, and asked in a loud voice.
Three feet high, Jue Yuan jumped straight down, but the sound of landing was very soft. He grabbed Yun Ye's wine gourd with his hands and poured wine with his head tilted up. Shan Ying looked at it from a distance, and then
He whispered to Lao Jiang, and burst into violent laughter.
Shan Ying had tasted the Yun family's wine, and he was happy to see the monk make a fool of himself. He only read the Yi Jin Jing for an hour before it was taken away. It was really a petty thing.
Sure enough, Jue Yuan's face turned red, and he coughed violently due to the strong wine, which made the two guys laugh even harder. After Jue Yuan suppressed the alcohol, instead of being annoyed, he gave a thumbs up.
He praised: "Good wine."
Seeing Jue Yuan's performance, Lao Jiang also praised, "Good drinker." He has never been stingy with his friends in the wine country. He swung a small brown wine gourd from his waist, and his voice came from a distance:
"Great Monk, this is the first wine brewed by Yunjiazhuangzi Winery. It is extremely sweet. I just have a splitting headache the next day after drinking it. But I am a good wine person and can taste such a fine wine. It doesn't matter if I have a headache.
, have a taste.
Jue Yuan took the wine gourd, clasped his hands and thanked Lao Jiang for his kindness. He opened the gourd and took a sip gently, letting the wine slurry roll back and forth in his mouth. His taste buds fully felt the taste of the wine, and then he swallowed it, feeling
A warm current slides from the throat to the stomach, and then spreads throughout the body. It is indeed a masterpiece in the world.
Yun Ye smiled and watched the way these warriors communicated. Lions still have a common language with lions. They are either violent, generous, life and death, or life-and-death struggle. It all happens in the blink of an eye. They can share a bowl of wine with each other.
They are brothers of life and death, and it is common for them to draw swords against each other if they disagree. They are much more pure, at least that's what Yun Ye thinks.
"Marquis Yun, it is her blessing that Shishi can worship under your sect. This poor monk has nothing, so he can only pray for you every day in this ancient temple. In the future, when Shishi grows up, please ask Marquis Yun for more
Take the trouble to find a good family for her to marry, live a good life, and have children, and let her forget that she has a dirty father and never mention it again in this life."
After drinking too much, his control ability naturally declined. Looking at Jue Yuan's tears, Yun Ye felt uncomfortable. Jue Yuan was worried that having a father like him would make good people look down on him and delay Shi Shi's marriage. What a father would do
To this point, he is a qualified father, regardless of whether he is a monk or not.
Yun Ye pointed to the earth mountain next to him and said to Jue Yuan: "Family love is endless. You have carried earth to build the mountain for five years. The mountain was built, but the family love became more and more fierce. An eminent monk cried, laughed, and was drunk.
, where is the foundation of Taoism? Buddhists do not have to give up everything to become a Buddha. Those eminent monks and great virtues who have passed away and are remembered by others can achieve Buddhahood only if they do not have the wish of compassion for heaven and compassion and establish supreme merits.
Heart, if you can become a Buddha by knocking on wooden fish and chanting sutras, then there are too many Buddhas in this world. Maybe becoming a Buddha depends on what you do, not how you say it."
"Namo Amitabha, Marquis Yun is indeed a man of great wisdom in the world. Jueyuan, you are in the drum, why don't you wake up?" A skinny old monk walked out of the darkness, and for the first time there was something in Shan Ying's eyes.
It means vigilance.
"This monk recites the Buddha's name differently than you do, Master Jueyuan." He ignored the sudden appearance of the old monk and stayed away from him despite his repeated requests. Do you think I am a plague?
"Master Daoxin came from the Tiantai Sect, which is a famous sect in Buddhism. It is really not comparable to Shaolin Temple." Jueyuan gave Yun Ye an explanation after saluting Daoxin. In his words, he also told Yun Ye that this old monk was not easy to mess with.
Yun Ye's rudeness did not seem to be an obstacle to the old monk at all. He still walked over with a smile, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. It was not an ordinary thing. Under the illumination of the flame, it shone with colorful light.
This damn old monk somehow knew that he had no resistance to these magical treasures, so he came to talk to me with a bunch of Buddhist treasures. How could he continue to pretend?
"Oh, it turns out that it was Master Daoxin in person. Yun Ye, the boy, came to see the master as a gift. I don't know where you bought this string of beads. The boy's grandmother devoted herself to the Buddha and always said that her sandalwood rosary beads were not going well.
Several times I lost track of the number of times I chanted sutras. Since there are Buddhist beads of such craftsmanship, I must buy them to honor my grandmother."
After hearing Yun Ye's shameless words, Jue Yuan's Jiu Jin immediately woke up and wondered whether he had entrusted his daughter to someone else. Shan Ying didn't even know that the bones in his hand fell off, but Lao Jiang felt it from the bottom of his heart.
He admired the family owner's methods of collecting wealth and praised him endlessly.
"This string of Buddhist beads was originally prepared by the old monk to ask Marquis Yun to take it back to Mrs. Yun. I heard that she is devoted to the Buddha. This kind of magical instrument and the virtue of the old lady's Jiaoxi complement each other perfectly. Marquis Yun must not refuse."
Daoxin was originally a eminent monk with a good understanding of human nature. He was completely different from the dull monks in the Shaolin Temple who only knew how to bang wooden fish and chant sutras. He had met countless dignitaries and knew these worldly things very well. Yun Ye came by asking for Buddhist beads.
How could I hide it from him when venting my grievances that I had avoided seeing over and over again? After all, it is human nature. When asking for help, it is impossible not to be polite. (To be continued.)
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