Splendid peasant girl busy farming

To be poor
The next morning.

Luo Xingchen got up and pushed open the door, the first thing he saw was a bald head.

"Master Seven Bitterness?" Luo Xingchen blurted out.

"Amitabha, little benefactor, you are awake."

Master Qiku turned his head and opened his mouth to reveal his big white teeth.

I have to say that his teeth are well maintained. He is in his early forties, and his teeth are still white without any traces.

It's just that his current posture is quite scary.

His neck is bent almost 180 degrees, how can ordinary people do this action!
Unless the cervical spine is broken.

"Master Qiku, your neck!" Luo Xingchen reminded.

Master Qiku smiled awkwardly, turned his head around again, and after returning to the original position, he swayed left and right a few times, then turned around, clasped his hands together, and recited a Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

"Master, are you born with this kind of kung fu?" Luo Xingchen felt curious and bent his neck 180 degrees. If he did it in the middle of the night, he wouldn't be regarded as a ghost, and he would scare people to death without discussing it.

"It's not inborn. This kind of kung fu is called yoga. It was taught by a poor monk in Tianzhu in his early years." Master Qiku said with a smile.

"Tianzhu? Master, have you been to Tianzhu? What is that place like?"

Luo Xingchen was curious, he had seen the term Tianzhu in ancient books, but it was recorded in the ancient books that Tianzhu was very far away from Daqi, and it would take several years to get there, and there were many difficulties and obstacles.

"In Tianzhu, there are many countries. They are much weaker than Daqi, but Tianzhu's soil is strong, and there will be good harvests if you plant it casually." Master Qiku said eloquently.

"Master Qiku, why did you come back from Tianzhu again?" Luo Xingchen said.

"It's hard to leave the homeland. Daqi is the homeland of the poor monk. Tianzhu is a foreign land. How can there be a homeland?" Master Qiku sighed slightly, and a trace of vicissitudes flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, he is a monk with a story.

No wonder he has a mysterious martial art, and he has such rich experience.

Wouldn't it be interesting to write about his previous travels to Tianzhu?

Luo Xingchen stretched his waist and ended the topic about Tianzhu. He has more important things to do now, so he has no time to chat with Qiku.

"Master Qiku, let's go have breakfast together, we will set off for business later." Luo Xingchen said.

"Please, little benefactor!" Master Qiku's eyes lit up, and what he was waiting for was Luo Xingchen's words.

What a job it was to be able to snag another free breakfast.

Could it be that the little benefactor is the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva who saves the suffering?Well, that must be the case.

After following Luo Xingchen to the dining hall, Master Qiku immediately rolled up his sleeves and trotted all the way to uncover the drawer, which contained a circle of steamed stuffed buns.

"Master, those are all yours, eat whatever you want until you are full."

Luo Xingchen sat on the other side and took his own share.

A bowl of porridge, a deep-fried dough stick, a piece of oil cake, four steamed buns, a boiled egg...

Eating these is basically enough.

Just after taking a sip of porridge and eating boiled eggs, Luo Xingchen looked up and surprised himself.

There was a cage placed on the table in front of Master Qiku, and he brought the whole cage over. There were two floors above and below, and there were at least twenty steamed buns and buns. There was also a large pot beside it, which contained porridge.

In comparison, there are at least ten bowls of porridge!
In addition, there are six oil cakes and four corn cobs.

These are all he wants to eat?

"Master Qiku, have you finished eating these?" Luo Xingchen couldn't help asking.

"Small meaning, small meaning."

Master Qiku had a smile on his face, and started working with both hands at the same time, with a steamed bun in his left hand and a steamed bun in his right hand.

After a while, under Luo Xingchen's dumbfounded, he had already gone for less than half.

Luo Xingchen suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and began to wonder if he had found the wrong person.

A master who can eat so much, is he afraid that he will be poor?
No wonder the little monk Qixi was so greedy. It turned out that the upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked.

Now that the contract has been signed, he can only make do with it.

Luo Xingchen lowered his head, he didn't want to watch it any more, and felt distressed once he saw it.

"By the way, this meal is provided by Ji's family, and I didn't pay for it myself."

Luo Xingchen suddenly remembered, anyway, he didn't pay for it himself, it was provided by Ji's family for free, why bother?It's better to eat more yourself.

Thinking of this, Luo Xingchen slapped the table and shouted, "Come here, give me another one."

The nearby servants trotted over.

"Grandpa, what else do you want?"

"Here are four meat buns, two corns, and a bowl of porridge." Luo Xingchen said.

"Okay, I'll be there soon!"

The young servant in Tsing Yi left immediately, and not long after, he brought all the food Luo Xingchen needed on a wooden tray.

It's comfortable to look at steaming hot.

This meal, Luo Xingchen's belly was almost rounded, it was already double the usual breakfast, it was really set by Master Qiku.

"Little benefactor, where are we going?"

Back in the room, seeing Luo Xingchen packing up his things, Master Qiku asked a question.

"Go to Mount Qingcheng!" Luo Xingchen said.

"Mount Qingcheng, poor monks are familiar with it there. From Sixiang City, you can get there in two days by carriage." Master Qiku smacked his mouth, as if reminiscing about the taste of breakfast.

"Are you familiar with Mount Qingcheng?" Luo Xingchen asked in surprise.

"Back then, the poor monk performed Buddhist rituals for several rich merchants and landlords on the Qingcheng Mountain, and the food and wine there still had a local flavor." Master Qiku showed a look of reminiscence on his face.

"Well, this time, master, you are in charge of ordering the food. It must be the most authentic local flavor, and it must not be bad at all." Luo Xingchen agreed, and since he went, he should have a good meal.

Moreover, he had already expected where Master Qiku would focus his attention, so he didn't feel too surprised.

"The poor monk has traveled all over the world, not to mention other aspects, he is very proficient in eating this dish. If the little benefactor wants to eat the authentic dishes of Qingcheng Mountain, it is absolutely right to find the poor monk."

Master Qiku said.

"Let's go now, Master Qiku, the carriage outside is ready, don't you need to bring luggage?" Luo Xingchen said.

"The poor monk's luggage is on him." Master Qiku said.

Luo Xingchen looked up and saw that there was indeed a package on Master Qiku's shoulder, but the package was not big, it seemed that it could only hold a few changes of clothes, there was nothing special about it.

Walking outside the courtyard gate, two carriages stopped outside.

Zi Yan sat in another carriage and waved to Luo Xingchen.

"You get on my carriage, Master Qiku goes to the carriage behind."

"it is good."

Luo Xingchen glanced at the carriage behind, and Ye Yi had already sat on it ahead of time.

(End of this chapter)