Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 244 Make trouble
The name of this restaurant is Xiangyunzhai, which is well-known in the entire Shengzi Kingdom, and there is an endless stream of diners coming here every day.

Xiangyunzhai does not sell meat, but it is famous for its fragrance.

The master chefs who are in charge of cooking spoons are most proud of being able to use various vegetarian foods to make a variety of monster meat flavors.

Not only foreigners come here attracted by the name, but also locals like to eat here.

As for those who practice Buddhism and believe in Buddhism from all over the world, they want to taste this famous vegetarian food.

The interior and exterior decorations of Xiangyunzhai are magnificent, especially in the middle of the lobby, there is a lotus platform slightly above the ground.

On the lotus platform, silk and bamboo are melodious. Eight plump dancers, barefoot, with delicate little bells hanging on their white ankles, are holding pipas behind their backs, with ribbons fluttering, dancing a wonderful dance in the sky.

The lobby is very quiet.

After the cup was thrown, only the scolding of the sloppy old man was heard, and even the sound of silk and bamboo on the stage became the background.

"The big shop bullies customers, it's not a thing!"

"The big shop bullies customers, it's not a thing!"

The old man pointed at the beautiful little girl serving the wine and kept yelling and cursing.

The pretty little girl was full of anger, but she suppressed it.

"what happened?"

The diners present were inquiring about each other, and it was a place where they had a good meal and enjoyed the dance, so there was such a big commotion, it was really a bit unpleasant.

An Qingli, who was sitting on the long bench, took a sip of the fruit wine indifferently. The fruity aroma was mellow and the taste was not bad.

On the contrary, the beautiful woman standing next to An Qingli saw her companion being bullied, her face was full of resentment, and even the fine powder on her face was shaken off a little.

The fine powder is eye-catching.

Ji Xiaopeng was busy protecting his wine glass, moved to An Qingli's side, sat side by side with An Qingli, and watched the lively scene.

There is a saying in the Ji family's family, do what you can, don't meddle in other things, take care of them thoroughly, and leave no hidden dangers.

"Hey, what else can happen."

A diner who often comes here to eat made a noise.

It turned out to be the slovenly old man, not a native of the country. When he was young, he was a rich man with a lot of money, but he was very greedy for food. He exchanged silver and gold for the land deed of his ancestral home for spiritual stones.

All his wealth was spent on food, and it is said that later, even his wife, concubine and children were pawned.

Not long ago, I managed to get together ten low-grade spirit stones and borrowed some foreign debts, so I came to Xiangyunzhai to enjoy the food.

It was delicious, but after eating it, I realized that there was no beef in the famous golden pheasant with beef, but a spirit mushroom was used instead.

Not only is there no beef, but there is no brocade chicken, and it is replaced by another thing.

The sloppy old man felt that he had been cheated, and threw bowls and butterflies, and scolded him once at that time.

The scolding was so harsh that even the boss of Xiangyunzhai was alarmed.

The boss explained that Xiangyunzhai specializes in vegetarian food, and makes meat-flavored vegetarian food. Customers who enter the store should know this rule, and the ingredients in the dishes are genuine Lingmi and Lingcao, which are really not cheap. .

The sloppy old man refused to accept it, saying that there was no beef or golden pheasant, so this dish should not be named this way.

Xiangyun Zhai talked badly, but the sloppy old man just didn't listen, just felt wronged, refused to accept, just felt cheated.

It doesn't make sense.

The slovenly old man was still lying on the ground, crying in a mess.

In the end, the government was alarmed.

The sloppy old man still stuck his neck and said that he was deceived, and he wanted to show his will by dying, dying in this store, dying at the door of this store, so that this store will never be safe.

The owner of the restaurant endured the disgust of swallowing flies, and returned the ten low-grade spirit stones, telling the old man to get out of here.

"Hey! Tut tut tut"

Hearing this, there were constant exclamations in the lobby.

Xiao Lingxi also sighed: "I've heard of people who are looking for beauty to live and die, and their wealth is gone, but this is the first time I've heard that for the sake of appetite, they sell their children regardless of their care."

An Qingli took a sip of fruit wine and said, "It's all about desire. When desire is out of control, lust, appetite, greed, etc. can mess up people's hearts. It's normal to have desire, but it must be within the controllable range. "

Xiao Jintan said: "So the Buddhist rules that Buddhist disciples are not allowed to eat meat are not all because they are not allowed to kill, but because they want to make disciples less hungry. What Buddhism advocates is pure heart and few desires."

An Qingli knew it, and couldn't help but think of the meat-loving Elder Huixi, who was so independent, like a butterfly covered in bows, regardless of right or wrong, but difficult to tolerate with the people around him, but he was sure.

Although it is said that An Qingli, who was born in Taoism, does not reject Elder Huixi, on the contrary, he still appreciates it.

As for Meng Die, showing off and being ashamed regardless of the occasion, it is really not admirable.

Although An Qingli is tolerant of people, she also has clear preferences for people.

For people she doesn't like, she doesn't want to use false words, which is not like Buddhism.

Buddhism advocates the equality of all living beings, and repays grievances with virtue. When others spit on you, you still wait for the saliva to do it yourself.

An Qingli of Taoism couldn't do it, beyond her tolerance range, directly retaliated to the past, and it was a sword.

"The big shop bullies customers, it's not a thing! It's not a thing! Die today, let me die here!"

In the lobby, the silk and bamboo didn't stop, but became more and more excited, as if trying to suppress the old man's ugly scolding.

The monk has good ears and eyes, so An Qingli can naturally hear the discussions everywhere.

He listened to the discussion and continued.

The old man threatened to die, and finally left with ten low-grade spirit stones. After leaving the shop, he turned around and went to the Dingyun Building next door to have a meal.

Dingyunlou has both meat and vegetarian dishes. Although the taste is not as good as Xiangyunzhai, the old man did not find any faults with the meat and left quite satisfied.

I thought that was the end of the matter.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know if the old man committed a glutton again and came to Xiangyunzhai to make trouble again.

While drinking the free tea on the table, he was complaining about the lack of meat of the Niuxiang golden pheasant.

The owner of the restaurant ordered the staff to drive away.

It was a few beautiful maids who worked together to throw the old man out.

A few days later, the old man disguised himself and came to the shop again to bring up the old story.

Counting, this is the fifth trouble.

"Tsk tsk tsk, people are shameless, this is relying on."

Someone shook his head and commented.

"That's not it." Someone said again, "The old man is old, and his left hand is still twitching when he's fine, and the government doesn't kill people. At most, he will be put in prison for a few days, and he has to take care of his food. He will come out again in a few days gone."

"Hey, you don't know yet." Another human said, "This old man is very smart. He owes money because of his greed, and he was chased by people for debts. All the things in the house are gone. If the shopkeeper spends money to buy cleansing, he will be in vain." He made a lot of money; if the shop owner reported to the government in anger, it might be in his favor, and he would wait to go to prison to avoid the limelight and fill his stomach by the way."

Little Lingxi sighed: "How come there are such shameless things at the foot of Foshan Mountain. How can such a rascal be produced by the influence of Buddhism?"

This Foshan Buddha Kingdom is much different from what it originally thought.

(End of this chapter)