"Madam, it's not too late to come back later." Feng Qing originally thought of letting Fang Zheng take Tuanzi to dinner first, while she climbed the Nebula Tower by herself. Fang Zheng reached out, poked Tuanzi's little face, and said: "My husband, look at this

The boy has lost some weight."

How can a mother-in-law hear this?

"Then let's ask my mother to go to dinner first." Feng Qing glanced at the Nebula Tower again, thinking that if he came back later, he would definitely climb to the top.

The vegetarian restaurant of Luming Temple is also famous far and wide.

With the help of the autograph master, Fang Jiang finally made up her mind, just as Fang Zheng and Feng Qing came to look for her.

If he went back after noon, I'm afraid the city gate would have been closed by then. Fang Zheng couldn't bear to let Fang Jiang and Feng Qing sit in the carriage for too long in one day. He asked Shi Chun to find the manager of Luming Temple and made an appointment.

Small courtyard, stay here tonight.

Lunch is eaten in the yard.

When the Fang family arrived, Suzhai was already ready.

Since there was an endless stream of pilgrims coming to the temple, the kitchen of Luming Temple was always prepared with meals, and the Fang family donated a lot of sesame oil, so the monks were naturally willing to do more for them.

The dishes are not rich, with three dishes, one soup, and two plates of pickles made by the monk chef himself. Although the monk chef of Luming Temple cannot cook dozens of dishes with one melon and dozens of flavors with one dish, he is famous for his great work.

They still make excellent vegetarian dishes. Among these three dishes is Luohanzhai, which is the best of the chef monks of Luming Temple. This Luohanzhai is made of eighteen kinds of materials. It is plump in appearance and fresh in taste.

The taste is comparable to that of chicken, duck and fish.

The soup is the most common assorted tofu soup.

Since there are often children in this temple, the monk chef specially made several kinds of delicious snacks for children to eat.

Fang Jiang wanted to let Yang Bingdong and Shi Chun eat at the table together, and there was no need to be particular about it outside. Yang Bingdong and Shi Chun naturally refused, so Fang Zheng set aside food for them to eat alone on the stone table in the yard.

Fang Jiang sat at the table and sighed, "These two children are really good. Sanlang, you should be nicer to others."

Fang Jiang has lived so long that she can still recognize people for a minute or two. She can see that Yang Bingdong and Shi Chun not only obey but also respect each other. She doesn't want her son to live up to this respect.

Fang Zheng agreed.

Mrs. Fang Jiang then called her son and daughter-in-law to sit down and eat. She first served a bowl of tofu soup for the dumplings, "Come on, dear grandson, how do you like this tofu soup? If you like it, I'll make it for you later."

"It tastes good." The dumpling sat between Fang Jiang and Feng Qing. He took a sip, squinted his eyes with satisfaction and said in a milky voice.

Mrs. Fang Jiang was amused by Tuanzi's cute little appearance.

This tofu soup is a home-cooked dish, but the recipes vary from place to place. The tofu soup at Luming Temple is different from the one made by Mrs. Fang Jiang. Mrs. Fang Jiang served herself a bowl, and she took a sip, and the tip of her tongue could tell the difference.

She now knows how to make it. If she tries it a few more times, she should be able to make it taste the same as this.

Here, Fang Zheng also served Feng Qing a bowl, "Madam, please pacify your belly first."

The taste of dumplings followed Feng Qing's. If he likes dumplings, Feng Qing should also like them.

Feng took a sip. The tofu soup was filled with fungus and green beans. It was delicious and smooth. It was indeed another specialty dish of Luming Temple. After drinking a small bowl, he felt better in his stomach.

"Don't drink too much. Madam, please eat some more." Fang Zheng tapped his wife's wrist and asked her to drink more slowly.

There are many ingredients in Luo Han Zhai, but the taste is not complicated. Although it is not fragrant, it still has a unique taste.

The whole family ate a lot.

As soon as I put down the dishes, someone knocked on the door.

Yang Bingdong and Shi Chun ate quickly. They thought it was a monk coming to clean up the dishes, but they didn't think much about it. Shi Chun got up and opened the door.

There was indeed an unfamiliar monk at the door, but there were two young women behind the monk. The woman standing in front had her face covered with gauze. Through the gauze, you could see that this woman was pretty. The one behind her was probably a

Maid.

"I hope you'll forgive me for disturbing you." The monk clasped his hands together and apologized to Shi Chun first.

Shi Chun didn't say anything. He raised his eyebrows and asked directly: "What's the matter?"

Despite asking this question, the person was still blocking the door, with no intention of letting him in.

"That's it." The monk looked back at the veiled woman behind him with some embarrassment, and then turned around and said: "To be honest with the donor, there are many more pilgrims coming to the temple today than in the past, and many of them come from afar. This female donor

They came from Liangzhou City. They came

Later in the day, the courtyard of the temple was filled with pilgrims, leaving only a few wing rooms on the east side. The female donor only brought two maids. The east wing room was a bit remote and might not be safe to live in. The female benefactor thought

Let’s discuss with you guys and see if I can change my place of residence with you.”

As the monk said this, he blushed a little.

They came first and donated so much money for sesame oil. Now they have to let people give up their residence. It really goes against the teachings of the Buddha.

But the east wing is really remote, close to the wall of the moving courtyard, and outside the wall is a steep slope with mountains and rocks, making it impossible to stand on it.

Even though Shi Chun had a gentle temper, he was angered by the monk's words. Just when he opened his mouth, Yang Bingdong's voice came from behind, "What a joke. They are women. My old lady and my wife are not the same? My young master."

She is just a child. If you can't bear her living in the remote east wing, how can you bear our old lady and the young master living in that dangerous place?"

In Yang Bingdong's eyes, there is no principle that women should give way to weak women. The world is big and the family of his family is the biggest.

After finishing speaking, Yang Bingdong turned around and told Shi Chun, "Close the door."

Shi Chun was speechless, but he also agreed with Yang Bingdong's words that the monk was innocent. Shi Chun's tone was gentle, "Why don't you go and ask elsewhere? I see we are not the only ones who have the courtyard of Luming Temple."

The monk became more and more ashamed.

Shi Chun raised his hand and prepared to close the door.

The lady who had been silent until now said, "I can give you money."

Shi Chun kept moving to close the door, "Do you think we are short of money?"

"One hundred taels," the woman said again.

One hundred taels is really not a small amount, enough to feed a family for a lifetime.

Shi Chun's eyebrows remained unchanged and he continued to close the door.

The woman seemed to have taken a liking to the courtyard where the Fang family lived, "Two hundred taels."

Shi Chun paused for a moment.

Under the veil, the corner of the woman's mouth curved into a sarcastic arc, but she listened to Shi Chun's sincere advice: "If you have these two hundred taels of silver, why not donate it to the Buddha? Maybe the abbot of Luming Temple will be moved and donate himself

The courtyard we are in charge of is definitely the safest."

The woman's face became a little ugly, and she sneered, "I'm afraid this matter is not yours to make. You might as well ask your master."

"Miss, I don't know. I have the final say in this matter." Shi Chun's words were still gentle.
Chapter completed!