In the end, Aaron cut the queue and sat in front of the barbecue stall.
In front of his table is a long charcoal oven.
Behind the stove is a monk with a shaved head, a head full of ring scars, and bare arms.
Behind the other party, there were several young novice monks who were acting as helpers.
The aroma fills the stall.
Various roasted pork skins, roasted pork belly, and roasted crispy bones are full of charred aroma. If paired with special dipping sauces, it will be even more mouth-watering.
Many diners ate to their heart's content and behaved in various ways, regardless of their appearance.
"The Taoist priest is polite."
There was a slight sweat on the forehead of the great monk who was grilling the meat, but his hands did not shake at all. He was brushing the spices slowly. However, when he saw Aaron, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord... Pindao Xu Lingzi, I have long admired the name of the roasted pork of the Great Vajra Temple, so please give each of Pindao a portion.
"Amitabha, Taoist Master, please wait...
The great monk nodded.
After a while, a piece of roasted pork rinds was placed in front of Aaron.
Aaron took a piece, and it turned out to be quite good. Spices were precious at this time, and the fact that the roast was full of spices showed the sincerity of the store.
He ate a piece of roasted pig skin, which was full of charred aroma and quite chewy.
After that, the pork belly is alternately fat and thin, and the mouth is full of oil. The roasted pig's trotters are crispy and smooth. If combined with the special wine, it can kill the oil and relieve the greasiness. The more you eat, the more you want to eat.
And the roasted pork bone at the end, with its deep bone marrow, is even more addictive and unforgettable.
After eating and drinking enough, add a bowl of broth to transform the original soup into the original food, and it will be like a fairy's day on earth.
In fact, the young monks move very quickly, and often rush out the diners immediately after they have finished eating to receive the next one.
Only Aaron was treated differently and watched as he slowly drank the soup. The other monks ignored him.
“Not bad, this pork is delicious, it’s obviously different.”
"You, a monk, are not bad at craftsmanship, hahaha."
Aaron laughed loudly, threw out a dime of silver, and walked out of the shop.
late at night.
The great monk who was grilling the meat smiled and sent away the last customer. After washing his hands, he came to a Zen room in the Buddhist temple and knocked on the door.
"Uncle, please!"
A young novice monk with fine features opened the door. When he saw him, he immediately put his hands together and saluted respectfully, calling him uncle.
Invited him in.
The Zen room is not big, but there are many masters wearing red and yellow cassocks, including Huide.
The barbecue monk found a futon at the back and sat on his own.
After waiting for a while, several more monks arrived and gathered together.
Immediately, an old monk with white eyebrows came out together with several monks.
"Abbott!
All the monks quickly stood up and saluted.
"Amitabha!"
Abbot Baimei is also a virtuous eminent monk who was once invited to the palace to lecture the Queen Mother.
At this time, his hands were clasped together, and his voice was neither fast nor slow, seeming to have a Zen rhythm: "The official Qianqiu Banquet is coming, and I, the Brahma Sect, should also give a gift..."
The masters have no objection to this.
After all, the Brahma sect was the first to point out that no Dharma could be accomplished without obeying the ruler of the country.
But for the Great Vajra Temple, which is making a lot of money every day, this is nothing.
But one monk was a little angry: "The officials do not respect the Buddha and have to talk about mysteries and Taoism. Even if we wholeheartedly surrender, we may not accept it, let alone... Dasong Guozuo may not last long!" This is a powerful statement, but everyone here is the core, listen to it.
After that, everyone looked calm.
"No matter what, when the dragon energy is still there, the posture must be done.
Another monk raised objections: "He only has a little money, but he is a wise man. I heard that a great Taoist came to the capital today. He was able to surrender a white tiger and make him a mount. He also stayed in our Great Vajra Temple?"
"Amitabha, that's exactly what it is."
The chubby Huide put his hands together and said: "I see that his ambition is not small, and he is here for the Qianqiu Banquet. He should have some abilities. As for the rest, the poor monk is not good at the Buddhist celestial eye technique, and has never seen more.
"
The barbecue monk smiled and said: "The Taoist priest also came to my stall to eat barbecue... I actually took a look at his face.
There is quite a pattern. If this person can have an impact on Chongming Road, we should not stop him, but should make friends with him.
Giving support is…”
"What's your destiny?" Abbot Baimei asked.
"Some rebel against the king's orders, but they seem to have changed... Moreover, who can save Qianlong and enter the Taoism? Which Taoism dares to be so defiant and not afraid of divine punishment?"
The barbecue monk shook his head and said.
Thinking of the Taoist priest today, he also felt a little disdainful.
In this world, both Buddhist and Taoist supernatural powers have great limitations, and he cannot bypass the surface and see the foundation of a person with great luck.
It's okay to say that they are in the same camp, but if they are in different camps, the backlash will be fierce, and there is also a sense of heaven, which will make the person being observed hostile, and they may inexplicably form a deadly feud!
Therefore, he only took a brief look at Aaron's face and did not go into it deeply.
Even so, some of the things he saw were enough to frighten him, and he remained respectful.
"Under the rule of dragon energy, it is difficult for Dao and Brahma to show their magical powers..."
Abbot Baimei sighed and looked at another young monk: "Wu Shan, what do you say?"
"Master-uncle, fellow master-uncles!
Monk Wushan was born rich and handsome, and he was the most outstanding among the young generation in the Mahavajra Monastery.
Regardless of martial arts, strategy, or Dharma, they are all top notch.
It is for this reason that I can attend this discussion.
He stood up, bowed to all the masters first, and then said confidently: "Officials like Taoism.
As a result, Taoism flourished... We, the Brahma Taoists, will indeed be unable to achieve anything if we do not obey the king... Now the official family may find it difficult to reverse the situation, and can only look forward to the next true dragon, or other hidden dragons..."
At this point, his voice gradually became lower, but the expressions of the monks present became mysterious.
The Great Pine True Dragon has weakened, dragons and snakes have appeared in various places, and various channels of Taoism have been discovered and invested, and the Brahma Sect is certainly no exception.
