Chapter 517

Therefore, Gu Zheng, who was specially taken care of, was sent to a stove, on a low stool often used by fire monks.

A pair of bamboo chopsticks and a large coarse porcelain bowl. First, put a bowl of hot green okra soup in it and let Gu Zheng drink it to warm his stomach. Then, a Xuanteng stuffed Hu cake was stuffed into his hand by the big monk.

"Is this?" no wonder Gu Zheng was so surprised. He took out the mutton sold outside and replaced it with dried soybeans smeared with black Douchi... A luxury version of Dahu cake called "gulouzi".

It is a rare luxury food for monks in temples like Puguang temple.

Because it is also moistened with crisp and supplemented with beans, the taste is extremely rich and the production is particularly complex.

Is there any big Dharma meeting, Taoist temple, which can't be done easily in the back kitchen.

Seeing the expression of the most handsome monk in the temple, he felt a burst of pride when he was in charge of the fire of the monks. He motioned Gu Zheng to eat quickly, but kept talking about why the "ancient building" of Suzhai was made.

"Senior brother Bian Ji, don't you know?"

"Today we all have the light of the princess."

"Princess?" Gu Zheng heard this and ate the cake in his hand.

The fire monk on the opposite side kept on under his hand. He was afraid that the debate machine would choke on biscuits. He took out a small plate from a stalled fence and pushed it in front of the debate machine.

"Eat it. I'm making this crystal onion now. It's Princess Gaoyang. I can say it well today."

"Princess Gaoyang?" hearing this sensitive title, Gu Zheng turned to the flaming monk again.

"Didn't Princess Gaoyang leave our temple with her majesty? Why? She's back now?"

"When did it happen?"

The flaming monk opposite was surprised at the big reaction of senior brother Yanji, but returned honestly: "just an hour ago, Princess Gaoyang returned to our temple with her servants."

"Directly speaking, I want to live in our Puguang temple for a period of time. I say I am disturbed by anxiety and want to ask for the blessing of the Buddha for a quiet time."

Hearing this, Gu Zheng rolled his eyes without image in his heart. What a ghost lie is this? Who believes it.

But the fire monk's next words raised the warning line in his heart a little more, because the fire monk said: "the identity of Princess Gaoyang itself is valuable. There is also a Zen House residence for female monks in our Puguang temple. Even if it's here to worship the Buddha, it's OK."

"The most important thing is that Princess Gaoyang's heart to the Buddha is very pious. Just today, she donated 100 liang of sesame oil gold to the golden body of the Buddha Hall."

"The princess also said that if the Buddha could fulfill her wishes and calm her worries, even the golden statue would be obtained."

"Elder martial brother, do you think the princess is very sincere?"

Hehe, come and sleep with him sincerely?

After all the hardships, will you sleep with him?

……

Well, Gu Zheng was so angry that he put the Chinese onion in his mouth and took a big bite.

Chinese onion is delicious

Yes, it's really delicious. In the Tang Dynasty, which is short of materials, for Gu Zheng, even the ingredients that the royal nobles enter his mouth are just like that.

If someone's family entertains guests and can serve six fruit plates, vegetables and dishes that are not heavy on the record, it can show the richness of the family, which can not be achieved by ordinary rich families alone.

Not that I can't afford it, but that I can't buy it.

In the Tang Dynasty, when there was a limited amount of Chinese cabbage, the Chinese onion, which is difficult for modern people to eat, is a delicious food often used with rice.

The Chinese onion, like a little garlic, has no smell of garlic, although it is a little spicy with garlic petals.

It's a rare refreshing and crisp taste.

The big monks in Puguang temple may have used sweet and vinegar when pickled Chinese onion because of the arrival of noble people.

When using materials to assist, I also made great efforts to hang the seasoning juice that can pull silk on the crystal onion.

Gu Zheng, who was eating cakes, had a rare taste of refreshing, sweet and sour and unparalleled appetizer.

This is a rare meal to his appetite after he came to Datang.

In this regard, even if he became a monk again, Gu Zheng has no sad state in his mood.

As soon as this person is in a good mood, he will naturally have a perfect experience in expression.

In front of the candlelight on the stove, a little monk smiled very beautiful.

Let the big bald heads on one side look stunned.

Gu Zheng, who ate the last bite of the cake, was in a good mood. He patted the cake residue in his hand in front of the firewood and got up from the Hu stool.

After saying goodbye to the younger martial brothers, when they just stepped out of the door of the kitchen, they saw a dark shadow from the corner of their eyes, sneaking up from the grove beside the kitchen, and quickly touched it in the direction of the downhill road.

Seeing this, Gu Zheng did not move, but his left eyelid jumped twice.

Gu Zheng, still smiling, stepped back, touched the back of his head, and asked the younger martial brothers in the stove: "younger martial brother Wuneng, the last time we used the logs from the back mountain in the kitchen, we made a batch of rolling pins ourselves. I don't know. Are there any unused rich sticks now?"

The younger martial brother asked, with a blank face, pointed to an insignificant corner of the kitchen and said, "elder martial brother, there are all the sticks. It's also the itching of the masters. Originally, it was enough to make six rolling pins of different sizes in our temple."

"But who would have thought that the logs pulled by the workers were very thick. As soon as the carpenter did it, he made a few more."

"Look at the quantity. Even when it is used for the repair of Puguang temple, there are those that can't be used."

Gu Zhengshun looked at it with that finger. Good guy, what he knew was a rolling pin. What he didn't know was the firewood burned that day.

Moreover, the face sticks that can be stacked in them are all medium and large models. The largest wooden stick has the size of a presiding scepter.

Where is this used for rolling cakes? It can be used as a ring stick.

Seeing this kind of equipment, Gu Zheng's face was filled with joy. He pointed to one of the coarsest sticks and said to the younger martial brothers: "in recent days, I have seen several superficial moves of temple protection martial arts in Buddhist classics."

"I have nothing to do this evening. I'll take a face stick and go back to practice. If it's feasible, I'll teach some tricks to my younger martial brothers."

"It's said that the younger martial brothers have no thoughts, but are interested in the school of martial monks."

"At least our Puguang temple is also a royal temple. There must always be a King Kong who protects the temple."

"When I sort out and test these moves and they are feasible, I will report to the host and teach these professors to you?"

"How's it going?"

Hearing what senior brother Bian Ji said, the flaming monks were a burst of joy.

There are no people working in the back kitchen. Most of them are people with poor understanding of Buddhist classics.

However, their long-term kitchen career makes them more robust than ordinary monks. They are red and full-length.

If you have the strength and really get the guidance of your senior brother, maybe your position in Puguang temple is not as low as it is now.

Hearing this, people in a room sang together, but they completely recorded the good of the debate in the bottom of their heart.

When he got the weapon he wanted and the love of a group of bottom monks, Gu Zheng was satisfied. Shi ran left the kitchen with a rolling pin and stepped into the path back to his meditation room.

When Gu Zheng went to a place where there were flowers, moonlight and insects, he showed a shadow from the only way in front of him.

Under the white moonlight, it was very wonderful.

The red gauze is covered with an outer cover, with abundant milk showing red plum, a deep canal showing the middle, willows, waist strips, peaches and hips.

On this night when Princess Gaoyang deliberately wanted to become a traitor, she rarely took off her coat and robe, which symbolized the princess's luxury. Instead, she put on the clothes of the most wilderness Hu family woman, wrapped her body shape more attractive and enchanting, and appeared in front of Gu Zheng in such a naked and unrestrained manner.

Yes, it wasn't Gu Zheng who was so attentive and peeped at his official servant girl sent by Princess Gaoyang to inform the public just now.

When she learned that the debate monk was coming this way alone, the princess Gaoyang lifted her cloak and went into battle with a bold beard.

Tang's unrestrained, if modern men used to be, those slightly pure would have to spray nosebleed to death between the * * of all sentient beings.

Not to mention the bold and basically undisguised Hu serving women's clothes like leaky Ru clothes.

Such enchanting figure, in such beautiful scenery, is quite shocking for a young monk, both visually and psychologically.

For example, the real defense machine in the sea of divine knowledge now.

He has only one practice now, that is, he has begun to recite Buddhist scriptures such as heart clearing mantra in Gu Zheng's mind as a means to dispel distractions in his heart.

But who now controls this body?

It's not just a 20-year-old debater, but Gu Zheng like an old ghost.

He just smiled and suddenly roared out a frightening voice on the silent mountain road: "up!"