The squirrel looked at Fang Zheng pitifully and said with a cry: "Master, can you understand the suffering of not being able to eat when there is delicious food in front of you?"
Fang Zheng: "..."
Several other little guys also followed Fang Zheng's method and started to pull off the sticky layer below, each one eating it with relish. The only pity is that there is too little of it, for small bodies like squirrels, red boys, and salted fish.
For a wolf, it's not bad. But for a lone wolf with a big mouth, if you throw it into your mouth, it's as if you didn't throw it. You can only look at it pitifully...
Fang Zheng ignored him and suddenly picked up a whole bean bag, put it in his mouth and ate it.
Red Boy said: "Master, it's not warm enough yet."
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "There are ways to eat it when it's thoroughly heated, and there are ways to eat it when it's not. Give it a try, it's very interesting."
Hong Hai'er and others were curious, but Fang Zheng had never tricked them in terms of eating, so everyone reached out and grabbed a bean bag, and then did not eat it, but watched how Fang Zheng ate it.
Fangzheng first ate the hard shell on the outside, and then the soft and glutinous bean paste inside. Finally, everyone saw that the bean paste had not been cut open and was frozen into a ball. Although there was no ice residue on it, it was still hard.
It felt like eating jelly beans. Fang threw it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.
The guys didn't ask any questions and just followed their example.
When Red Boy ate the outer shell of the bean buns, it was indeed crispy and comfortable. When he ate the soft meat inside, he felt sticky, meaty, and very fragrant... The only thing that was a little uncomfortable was that the bean buns had just been taken off the oven.
, it was very hot when he put it in his mouth. However, when he ate the bean paste inside, he only felt a cold feeling on his lips. It felt like taking a sip of an iced drink on a dog day in summer. It felt extremely exciting!
Honghaier put the bean paste ball into his mouth in one gulp. The cold and hot mixture was mixed in his mouth. At the same time, due to melting, the bean paste ball began to shed layers of sweet bean paste. The fragrance, sweetness, hot and cold collided in his mouth, intertwined.
The taste really fascinates Honghaier!
Especially when the bean paste has just melted, there is still cold air inside, but it turns into a ball when pressed by the tongue, and the fragrance suddenly overflows!
The monkey on the side couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said: "Master, this is delicious!"
Xianyu followed up and said: "Although it has no aura, the taste is just like that when eaten alone. But this way of eating it, when mixed together, is indeed a bit special and delicious!"
The squirrel drooled when he saw it, but his belly was so full that he really couldn't eat anymore.
The squirrel's eyes turned around and finally landed on the lone wolf, and then instantly found a sense of balance...
I saw the lone wolf shaking his head and shouting: "Master, my teeth are sticky and I can't get them out... Why is this thing so sticky? Ouch..."
Fang Zheng looked at that stupid dog and really wanted to slap him to death! Others ate slowly, but this guy was as eager as if he was rushing to the battlefield. He swallowed the whole bean bun in one bite and shook his head because it was hot.
, and then bit hard, the whole bean bandage was wrapped on the teeth, stuck in the middle, and could not be removed...
In response, Fang Zheng sighed and asked the monkey to help.
Continue eating here. After the bean buns are completely heated, they become a hot hard-shelled ball. If you bite the outer shell, you will find tender meat wrapped in melted bean paste. The aroma is more intense. Although it lacks the comfort of hot and cold,
But it has an extra layer of grain aroma, which can be considered to have its own advantages and disadvantages.
After eating the bean buns, Fang Zheng found that although the little ones were still unfinished, the squirrels had already cried so hard that their eyes were red.
Looking at this pitiful little thing, Fang Zheng couldn't bear to covet him anymore, so he said hello and led a group of little things up the mountain.
However, before Fang Zheng's buttocks were warmed up, he was disturbed by the noise outside the door. When he looked out, he saw a large group of reporters coming with guns and cannons, and Jing Yan was among them.
Jing Yan's eyes were so sharp that she immediately saw the bald head peeking out from behind the door. She immediately waved and called, "Hello, Abbot Fangzheng, can we interview you?"
Fang Zhengxin said: You have already shouted like this, can I still shrink back?
So he coughed dryly, took a deep breath, behaved like a master, walked out slowly, clasped his hands together, and said to a group of reporters: "Amitabha, donors, are you okay?"
"Master, we came all the way, so of course something happened. In fact, we wanted to come a long time ago, but it snowed heavily and the mountain was closed, so we couldn't come up. Now that we are here, do you think we have time?
A press conference or an interview or something? Uh, let me introduce myself. My name is Tang Shi. It’s not a lying corpse, but a Tang poem from Tang poetry and Song poetry." A short female reporter called out. This reporter was very distinctive. He was tied up with a
A machine, with a camera tied to the front facing forward, a microphone facing himself, and a mobile phone stuck on it. The whole combination is full of technology, just like the robot in the American blockbuster. Dressed up like this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but
Don't notice her.
Fang Zheng slightly lowered his head and looked at this pretty girl, and said to himself: This is really embarrassing, carrying such a big machine with such a small body.
Looking at the longing eyes of a group of reporters, Fang Zheng thought for a while. Although there was little hope of returning to secular life in this life, there was nothing wrong with promoting Yizhi Temple. This could be regarded as satisfying the wish of Yizhi Zen Master.
So Fang Zheng nodded and said: "Okay, but the temple is a quiet place. Donors, why don't you follow the poor monk outside."
Jing Yan immediately said: "No problem, let's go and go outside for interviews."
As soon as the reporters heard this, they shouted and ran out to seize the space.
Fang Zheng fell behind, and Jing Yan deliberately slowed down and came over: "How are you going to explain Chen Danian's matter? And what happened last time with Wang Dayou, Xia Jili, and I wanted to face each other. And this change in Zhishan.
...Oh, in short, there are a lot of questions in this mountain of yours. If reporters don’t come and don’t ask, forget it. If this comes, there will definitely be all kinds of questions. You’d better think about how to answer…”
When Fang Zheng heard this, his scalp felt a little numb. He couldn't lie. If someone asked, it would be really difficult to answer... But Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and took it into consideration!
When they got outside, the reporters helped Fang Zheng choose a background. It was the head of Naihe Bridge, with Tianlong Pond on both sides, two bell and drum towers behind, and two more than two meters tall trees at the entrance of Yizhi Temple.
Ginkgo trees, as well as One Finger Temple and the Bodhi tree with a huge crown.
All this is reflected on the water, making the Yizhi Temple extremely mysterious and beautiful! Founder's position is like a golden node. Standing in white clothes, against the background, it has a bit of Buddhist charm. A group of reporters watched.
My eyes lit up and I couldn't help but take two more photos to use as my desktop background.