Chapter 470: Compared to this? !
After passing through the Maha Hall, we finally came to the last one...the Mahavira Hall.
In the square, an old monk had also been standing for a long time.
This old monk has a slender figure, a long beard reaching to his chest, and is wearing a gray monk's robe. He looks to be eighty or ninety years old, but he is still energetic and has bright eyes. He is looking towards Fu Qingzhou and the others. .
But when seeing this old monk, Yuan Zhen was clearly startled.
"What?" Fu Qingzhou had long been used to it and asked lazily: "In which field does your senior brother have a level that is difficult for ordinary people to match?"
"He..."
Yuanzhen smiled bitterly and said: "He is not a poor monk."
Fu Qingzhou was stunned.
“He is the uncle of the poor monk.” Yuan Zhen said softly.
Fu Qingzhou was shocked: "Master, master's uncle?! One generation higher than Hui Jue Huikong and the others?!"
"That's right." Yuan Zhen said slowly: "This is a senior in my temple The one with the highest status...Master Daoyuan?"
"Master Daoyuan?"
Fu Qingzhou looked solemn: "His realm..."
"He has a Fart realm?" In his mind, Smoker laughed mockingly: "This old monk has no martial or spiritual skills!"
Fu Qingzhou was startled. At the same time, Yuan Zhen also explained: "Donor Fu, you have misunderstood. Master Dao Yuan, my uncle, has never practiced."
While they were talking, the old monk also walked closer step by step. Come over.
He smiled, clasped his hands together, and gave a simple salute, but he just said to Fu Qingzhou: "Old monk, I have come a long way to say hello to Almsgiver Fu."
Fu Qingzhou returned the salute with some confusion - - On the side, Yuan Zhen bowed deeply to Dao Yuan.
“So…”
Fu Qingzhou asked: "Master Daoyuan, how are you going to stop me?"
"Stop you?" Dao Yuan was startled: "I'm not here to stop you? That kid Huijue told me, you Are you here to compete with me in cooking?"
"Huh?" Fu Qingzhou opened his mouth.
On the side, Yuan Zhen gave a wry smile: "Donor Fu, I didn't have time to tell you...Master Dao Yuan's uncle is responsible for the... meals for the thousands of monks in our Jinchan Temple and the believers who come to fast."
“Haha.”
Dao Yuan smiled slightly: "The old monk is the master of the kitchen in the temple. He has been cooking and cooking for these children for decades."
"..." Fu Qingzhou almost collapsed, and so did Hui Jue. What a strange person, he actually sent a kitchen master to stop him?
He shook his head: "Master, this junior has very important things to do now. Since you are not here to stop me, can you let me pass?"
"That won't work."
Dao Yuan suppressed his smile and his expression became condensed: "I said I was going to compete in cooking skills, but I just wanted to compete in cooking skills. How can I pass?"
After saying that, he turned to glare at Yuan Zhen: "You are also a child in the temple, right? Convince him."
Yuanzhen: "..."
Fu Qingzhou: "..."
"That..." Yuan Zhen said helplessly: "Donor Fu, how about you..."
Fu Qingzhou raised his forehead: "No, which side are you on?!"
"Rules are very important." Yuan Zhen said with a wry smile: "Master-uncle has a destiny, and I am just competing with you. It does not involve blocking...I have to listen..."
Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes. , looked at Dao Yuan: "Then Master, what if I lose?"
"You lost..."
Dao Yuan smiled slightly: "Then I lose. "
Fu Qingzhou was startled: "If you lose, you lose. You won't stop me?" "The old monk said, don't stop the donor." Dao Yuan chuckled.
Fu Qingzhou was still scratching his head, but Yuan Zhen sighed: "No, Donor Fu, if you lose, you can only choose to see Uncle Huijue or turn around and leave. "
"Huh? Why?" Fu Qingzhou was even more confused.
"Because...the rules."
Yuanzhen said quietly: "Uncle Daoyuan was the person brought by Uncle Huijue. He played the role of the champion of this level. So, If he wins, Master will have no choice but to keep his promise and will not see you again.”
Dao Yuan laughed at the side and said: "The old monk is just a cook. He doesn't understand these things. It's up to you to decide your affairs."
Fu Qingzhou: "..."
After a long silence, He waved his hand: "Okay, okay, you Jin Chan Temple really breaks a lot of rules. Competing with cooking skills, let's compare cooking skills. I've already played Go, and why are you afraid of entering the kitchen? Hurry up, where can we compete? Where is the stove? Where are the ingredients?”
“Isn’t this nonsense?”
Daoyuan glanced at him: “Of course it’s in the kitchen, otherwise I’ll move it here for you. Come?”
Fu Qingzhou: "...I thought that as you are so senior and famous, you would have a group of disciples to help you build a stove on the spot."
"This is the Mahavira Palace!"
Daoyuan She rolled her eyes at him: "Building a stove here? What the Buddha wants to eat is incense, not firewood and smoke!"
"Oh..." Fu Qingzhou shrugged and followed Dao Yuan towards the other side of the Main Hall. .
He really didn't have much temper towards the old monk. Dao Yuan was not Huijue's person. At most, he was "used" by Huijue.
He has no bad intentions and does not get involved in messy things. He is just an ordinary cook.
This room is actually not that far away.
The Panyun Pagoda that Fu Qingzhou and Yuan Zhen want to go to is behind the Main Hall, that is, in the north, and the kitchen is located near the monk's house. It is only a quarter of an hour's walk to the west from the Main Hall.
"By the way, Yuan Zhen."
Fu Qingzhou asked: "This Master Daoyuan, his cooking skills are very exquisite and powerful?"
"Hmm... how should I say it?" Yuan Zhen looked at Daoyuan's back in front of him, thinking about his words, but couldn't say it for a long time.
Dao Yuan turned back slightly: "If you want to say it, just say it, there is nothing embarrassing."
"Yes, great uncle."
After Yuan Zhen responded respectfully, He said softly: "Master-uncle is responsible for the food for countless people in the whole temple. He cooks a big pot of rice and stir-fries a big pot of vegetables. It is impossible to say how delicious the vegetarian meal is, how mouth-watering and endless aftertaste... . ”
“But Master’s uncle’s dishes can always satisfy everyone... No matter when you are tired from practicing, or when you are in a bad mood, whether you are a talkative person or someone who is used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas. Everyone will be satisfied with the dishes cooked by my uncle. No one has ever said that the food at Jinchan Temple is not to their taste.”
Hearing this, Fu Qingzhou showed a look of shock.
This... is the most terrifying thing.
People say that cooking is all about color, aroma and flavor, but the most important thing when cooking is always to fill your stomach.
Fu Qingzhou may not have understood this truth before, but after he took Zhu Mei in, he gradually realized it.
Wu Yan's woman often makes him realize... once a person doesn't have enough to eat, he will probably have nothing else in his life.
And this old monk Daoyuan, the food he cooks can feed everyone.
Listening to Yuan Zhen’s words, Dao Yuan also chuckled: “Isn’t that what cooking is like? No matter who you are, you have to eat as long as you are hungry. If the food is served in front of you, you still can’t make a living. Appetite, then this guy is a failure."
Fu Qingzhou nodded slightly: "I know someone who should agree with your words...but he is a killer and probably can't get along with you monks."< br>
“Killers are humans too, and they also need to eat.”
Dao Yuan said casually: “Now, the kitchen is here, Donor Fu, get ready to start.”
(End of this chapter)