"Boy, do you think this old lama can handle it?" Xiao Dao leaned towards Chen Dasheng and asked Chen Dasheng in a low voice.
Chen Dasheng stared at the old lama, shook his head and said, "I think it's a bit confusing!"
"Why, are you a professional?" What Chen Dasheng meant by this was that there was probably no more mutton to eat? Xiao Dao was a little unhappy.
Chen Dasheng rolled his eyes at Xiaodao and said angrily, "I've seen people asking for porridge and rice, but I've never seen people go up and ask for mutton soup pot. Have you seen it?"
Xiao Dao hesitated when he heard the words. It seemed that he really didn't have this idea. "Then it depends on the old lama's ability. If there is no more food, I will starve to death. Master Dao, I have never been so embarrassed in my life."
"Yeah, I didn't expect that one day I would go out on the street to beg for food. If this spreads out, it would be a shame." Chen Dasheng also shook his head and sighed.
The experience along the way will be unforgettable in my life!
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The best mutton soup pot restaurant in the world.
Hanging on the shelves outside the store were several goats that had just been slaughtered and washed. Their heads had been chopped off, and blood was still dripping from their bare necks.
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
The owner of the store was a fat man wearing a chef's hat. He was shouting at the door of the store to greet the customers. Suddenly he heard an old voice coming from behind him. He turned around and saw an old lama wearing a lama's robe standing in front of him.
behind.
"Hey, Master, do you want some mutton soup? Please come in!" The boss put on a smile and called out in a numb voice, trying to lead Duoji into the store.
As the saying goes, everyone who comes is a guest. In this era, it is normal for monks to go to restaurants. The boss does not think there is anything wrong. And in his impression, these lamas are all wealthy people.
"The boss is getting rich!"
Duoji did not enter the store, but put his hands together and bowed to the boss.
"Haha, get rich, get rich. Let's get rich!" Generally speaking, people who know how to do things should already know what Duoji wants to do when they see Duoji like this. However, the boss didn't seem to know. Instead, he just laughed at him.
Duoji was polite.
Seeing that his boss didn't understand what he meant, Dorje didn't feel much embarrassment, so he quickly said directly, "Boss. The old monk Dorje, an ascetic monk from the Potala Palace in western Tibet, was passing through the Precious Land. He was hungry and thirsty and wanted the boss to give charity.
Some food!”
"Uh!" After hearing Duoji's words, the boss's smile suddenly disappeared. It seemed that he finally understood what was going on. He frowned and said, "What do you mean? You're not here to eat?"
"
Duoji bowed and said, "The old monk is here to ask for alms. The old monk's two disciples are already hungry. If it is convenient for the donor, give him mutton soup to drink. It will be a great merit!"
"Go away, go away. If you don't want to eat, don't block it here and affect my business!" After hearing Duoji's words, the boss, who was very enthusiastic just now, immediately changed his face to a cold face and spoke directly and rudely.
After Duoji said a word, he continued to shout at passers-by.
"Boss, there's no mutton soup. You can just give me the leftovers. The old monk doesn't have to eat them, but my two disciples can't help but be hungry!" Duoji felt a little embarrassed at this moment, but still refused.
Give up, after all Chen Dasheng and Xiaodao are still waiting aside.
"I can meet ten people like you who pretend to be the Grand Lama of the Potala Palace to defraud people of food and drink in a day. Leave quickly and don't do business in front of me. Are you asking for alms? If you don't leave, I will call the police."
Is that so?" The boss turned to look at Chen Dasheng and the two of them. When he saw Chen Dasheng and Xiao Dao, they immediately covered their faces, and in his heart he became even more convinced that the old lama was a fake lama.
The boss's loud shouting attracted many passers-by to watch. Chen Dasheng and Xiaodao listened to the dialogue and felt more embarrassed than ever before, especially when the boss looked at them with eyes full of contempt.
They all had the urge to find a well and crawl into it. The only thing they could do was to turn their faces to the side and pretend to be passers-by.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?" A fat woman with an apron tied around her waist walked out of the house, pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, and walked towards the boss's Dorje. Looking at her menacing appearance, she should be the proprietress of the soup pot restaurant.
"What's wrong? I can't even drive away the beggars!" When the boss saw the woman coming over, he started to curse.
"A beggar?" The woman looked at Duoji's body with her eyes.
"The old monk is not a beggar. The old monk is a monk from Putuoluo Palace. He just wants to beg for alms and ask the boss to donate some food!" The boss said it harshly, but Dorji was obviously very well-educated and did not get angry because of it.
Explained patiently.
The scornful glances and teasing voices around him did not make Dorje feel embarrassed. For Buddhist disciples, it is normal to beg alchemy. It is open and aboveboard and there is nothing to be ashamed of.
"You also said that you are not a beggar. I can see you much more. Get out of here and don't hinder our business." The proprietress was obviously a tough woman, and she pointed at Duoji's nose with her arms akimbo and started to curse.
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Seeing that the proprietress was so tough, Duoji had nothing to say. He bowed to the two of them and turned around helplessly. The onlookers hurriedly made a way for him to leave, with narrow-minded expressions on their faces.
Smiling, it is obvious that they are just a group of spectators.
"Bah, begging for alms? Are you a fool to be a mother in Journey to the West?" Looking at the old lama walking towards the shade of the trees on the street, there were two people hiding under the shade of the trees. One was carrying a big stick on his shoulder, and the other was
Carrying a long strip wrapped in white cloth, it was obvious that he was not a good person, and the landlady immediately spat.
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"well!"
Walking under the shade of the tree, the old Lama Dorje helplessly shook his head and sighed at Chen Dasheng and Xiao Dao.
Chen Dasheng didn't have much hope, and when he saw Duoji come back in despair, he didn't feel much disappointed, but the strange looks on the street made him feel very embarrassed.
"I said, old lama, didn't you say that your alms skills are very good? Why can't you even ask for pot of mutton? It really disappoints me." Xiaodao was extremely disappointed, but he couldn't help but squeezed Duoji.
After all, Duoji had sworn to tell them before that as long as they entered the county town, they would not only be able to get delicious food, but also accommodation, but now they were having a bad start and it was better to sleep in the wild.
Duoji also felt a little ashamed and shook his head helplessly, "Oh, I don't know what's wrong with people nowadays. They don't have any intention of worshiping Buddha. I think when I came out, even if I didn't have a penny with me, I would still be able to do it.
Travel around the world, but now, alas..."
"You said it, it's been quite a while!" Xiao Dao waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let's walk forward, the mutton soup is too difficult, just give us a bowl of rice, we have to fill our stomachs.
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Enjoying the glares from passers-by, Xiaodao, like Chen Dasheng, felt extremely uncomfortable and eager to escape from this place, so he quickly pulled Duoji forward.
At this time, Chen Dasheng said, "I think it's better to do this!"
"Huh?" Hearing this, Duoji and Xiaodao both turned to look at Chen Dasheng, wondering what this kid had in mind.
Chen Dasheng said, "It's getting late now. Let's split up into two groups. I'll look for food, and you guys will look for a place to stay. We'll meet here later."
"You go find something to eat? Is that okay?" Both of them expressed doubts.
Chen Dasheng pursed his lips, "Believe it or not, it's up to you, I'm going to be starving anyway, so you can just be responsible for finding a place to stay."
"Boy, what will we do if the enemy comes to us after you leave?" Xiao Dao asked with some worry.
Chen Dasheng patted the package on his body and said, "The things are on me. If you are looking for them, you are looking for me. If you need anything, don't you have a gun on you? If you really encounter an enemy, just fire a shot. I heard
The voice came immediately, and I'll be back as soon as I go, so it won't take long."
The two of them thought that this would save a lot of time, so they had no objections. Xiao Dao just wanted to find something to eat.
"Almsgiver Chen..." Duoji started to speak but stopped.
"Don't worry, I promise not to steal or rob!" Chen Dasheng knew what Duoji wanted, and immediately waved his hand, carrying the stick, and walked towards a dark alley not far away. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, novels are better
