The tourists brought by Song Ergou were also a little curious. They heard Song Ergou talk about it being so mysterious, but after seeing it with their own eyes, it seemed that it was not so mysterious. There were nine big black pots, the pot was steaming with enthusiasm, but there was no taste...
Is it because there is no seasoning, or is this thing simply not delicious and not as magical as Song Ergou said?
Everyone was puzzled, but it was hard to say anything in front of Song Ergou. After all, drinking Laba porridge is free, and they weren’t maliciously trying to trick anyone... They were just curious and came to join in the fun, so they might as well
Just wait and watch the excitement. If it tastes good, drink more. If it doesn’t taste good, drink less. Just don’t come here again.
Seeing everyone's confused look, Song Ergou scratched his head and said, "I guess it's full of water, and the ingredients haven't been put in yet."
Everyone nodded slightly, indicating that this should be the case.
However, Song Ergou still found Honghai'er secretly and asked in a low voice: "Jingxin, are there any ingredients in this pot?"
Hong Hai'er looked at Song Ergou who looked curious, smiled slightly, then clasped his hands in greeting, turned and left.
Seeing this scene, Song Ergou looked confused and couldn't figure out what was going on... Is this a nod or a shake of the head? Song Ergou wanted to catch up and ask, but the tourists over there were calling him, he
I had to go over and help with the tent.
After Hong Boy entered the temple, he looked at Fang Zheng with a bitter look on his face and said, "Master, when will this end? When can I talk to outsiders?"
Fang Zheng looked up at the Bodhi tree and said calmly: "I can talk to you after the Laba Festival."
Honghai'er said with a bitter look on his face: "Why is this?"
Fang Zheng sighed and said, "Buddha said: Don't say it."
Hong Hai'er rolled his eyes and said: "Master, it's boring for you to be like this. You don't know. Seeing those guys looking curious about the baby, I really want to give them a good talk. Especially those who doubt our family.
The smell of Laba porridge, I really want to put it in the pot for them and smell it! Then kick it down the mountain so that they can only smell it but not eat it! Jingfa, Jingkuan, Jingzhen and salted fish
, don’t you think it’s uncomfortable not being able to talk to outsiders?”
Honghaier wanted to recruit a few accomplices to fight against this domineering monk, but he obviously recruited the wrong person.
I saw Jingfa, Jingzhen, Jingkuan, and Xianyu looking at him with wide eyes, and then Squirrel said cutely: "Fourth junior brother, isn't it just that you can't talk to outsiders? What's the point of this? We
You can tell yourself..."
Lone Wolf rolled his eyes and said calmly: "It sounds like we can usually talk to outsiders..."
Xianyu stretched his waist and said: "My child, be satisfied. At least you can still run around alive in front of outsiders, but I can only pretend to be dead on the ground. What did I say? Hey... think about the suffering of your predecessors.
, you won’t suffer anymore.”
When Hong Boy heard this, he was speechless. He really wanted to slap himself. He actually forgot about this. These people are not allies at all!
Fang Zheng listened to the red boy talking a lot beside him. He just smiled indifferently, but his heart was extremely bitter. He asked the system in his heart: "System, you are so boring. You just don't care about me."
Yes, you are in charge of the whole temple this time!"
The system lazily said: "Do you think I want to care about you? I'm just reminding you out of kindness! Do you think you are still the same person you were a year ago? Do you think Yizhi Temple is still the same Yizhi Temple? Do you think Laba porridge is still the same person as before?
The Laba porridge from a year ago?"
"The poor monk should still be a poor monk. Yizhi Temple is not the same as it was a year ago, but what does this have to do with Laba porridge? Isn't Laba porridge made in the same way? Open it, pour it into the water, and bring it to a boil.
, add the ingredients and simmer over low heat?" Fangzheng could clearly remember that the method of making Laba porridge a year ago was just a piece of white paper with these contents written on it. It couldn't be simpler!
The system said: "You are no longer you. Were you so handsome a year ago?"
Fang Zheng was stunned, subconsciously touched his bald head, grinned and said: "A poor monk is born..."
"Think carefully before speaking. If you are struck by lightning later, don't blame me for not reminding you." The system suddenly interrupted.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, okay, it's different. So what does this have to do with Laba porridge? Can we get to the topic directly?"
The system said: "I'm not talking nonsense, I'm just telling you that everything about you is different. The relationship comes from the heart, and your heart is constantly breaking through yourself. A year ago, you talked obscenely and were full of curses.
What about you a year from now? You were in poverty a year ago, but what about you a year from now? Now you have great merit, and the things you draw in the lottery are not comparable to those a year ago. So the Laba porridge you get
Naturally it is different.
The Laba porridge you got this time is called: Silent Eight Treasures.
The efficacy of the Silent Eight Treasures is twice that of last year's ordinary Laba porridge! Don't be dissatisfied, the big black pot you have here is too rubbish and cannot block the aura of the Silent Eight Treasures, so it is already good to be able to cook it with this effect. Normally speaking,
The Eight Silent Treasures can increase the effect tenfold.
Unfortunately, you can't use the usual way of cooking porridge because you don't have a pot, so you have to find another way!
This time, I say I am cooking porridge, but I am actually cooking you! If you don’t speak, you can lock the last spiritual energy of the Silent Eight Treasures, making it more effective..."
Fang Zheng looked confused: "Brother System, cook the poor monk? Is this Laba porridge the poor monk's bath water?"
The system said with a hatred of steel: "Don't you know how much spiritual energy there is in this broken world? Do you really think that these silent eight treasures can be cooked anywhere? If your temple doesn't have enough
Incense, the power of all sentient beings' wishes, and merits. Do you think I will give you the Eight Silent Treasures? The Eight Silent Treasures can lock in the last ten percent of spiritual energy with the help of the temple and the power of all living beings' wishes!
To put it bluntly, what is boiled in this water is the willpower of sentient beings in your body. The willpower is integrated into the Laba porridge to enhance the efficacy of Laba porridge. It can thus cure all living beings’ hidden diseases and increase their vitality! But when you open your mouth, it is equivalent to opening the door.
If you take off the lid of the pot, everything will escape. Do you understand now?"
Only then did Fang Zheng suddenly realize: "You said that earlier, didn't I already understand? Why are you talking so much?"
The system was immediately furious at these words: "I thought you had graduated from elementary school, but I didn't expect you would have to explain it in the same way as a kindergarten class... If you are fine in the future, don't ask me!"
Then no matter how much Fang Zheng shouted, the system remained silent.
Fangzheng spread his hands and looked at the sky with an innocent face, thinking to himself: "Is this my fault?"
Then Fangzheng laughed. This was the first time that he had made the system half angry. It felt really good!
Ps: I didn’t have lunch, so I wrote some during the meal time, so I’ll post it first. There’s a funeral in the afternoon, so I probably won’t have time to write. I’ll write more when I get back to the city in the evening...