Riding the wind of rebirth

This plan was unanimously agreed upon by the boys, so everyone had a picnic among the rocks in the stream.

In fact, a picnic is very simple. Press the leftover tofu pudding from yesterday into tofu, and then fry it until both sides are golden brown. Now add solid alcohol and an iron plate to make iron plate tofu.

Add the potato pancakes, buns and steamed bread slices from the morning to make delicious sizzling potato pancakes, pot stickers and fried steamed bread slices.

For vegetables, use the fried pickled cabbage and cold vegetables that have been prepared before going out. Poke a hole in the iron plate tofu and put the cold bamboo shoots, shredded carrots and pickled cabbage in it. Even though it is a vegetarian dish, everyone praises it.

The tea brewed with iceberg mineral water is also very sweet. Li Laosan is a tea addict. Seeing Zhou Zhi build a small platform with stones and put a tea tray on it, he quickly came to the back of the platform and sat cross-legged with his backpack as a cushion. He felt like an immortal and picked up the teacup: "Give me a piece of pork elbow! Damn it, you still know how to enjoy life!"

After the restaurant was set up, Zhou Zhi no longer had to cook. Teppanyaki was simple and fun. While everyone else was having a great time, Zhou Zhi was happy to just relax and drink tea with Li Laosan.

"Is this the so-called giant panda tea?" Li Laosan looked at the pale golden tea leaves in the glass in front of Zhou Zhi that were swirling in the hot water. "It looks quite luxurious."

"You've put a lot of effort into this few cents of tea." Zhou Zhi poured the tea into the tea dispenser and gave Li Laosan a cup: "Try this first. Your Pu'er tea is too strong. You won't be able to taste the goodness of this tea if you drink it."

"Well, it's pretty good. It's less bitter than ordinary green tea, and the sweet fragrance is stronger and longer lasting." Li Laosan gave it a positive review.

"This tea is made from the golden buds of several tea trees grafted from the mutant tea branch." Zhou Zhi said, "In order to make the tea trees grow well, each grafted tea tree still retains part of the original branch to provide photosynthesis."

"Because the yield is so small, we have to fry them together with ordinary tea buds. After frying, we manually select them from the ordinary tea leaves. The total cost is only a few cents."

"So this tea is really more precious than the giant panda. You and I are the first few people to drink it. And Old Lu who made this tea, what do you think? Is this tea good?"

"I'm not an expert on green tea, but I think this tea is pretty good," Li Laosan said with a smile, "In fact, the taste is secondary, and the scarcity is the gimmick. You are a plaything, so you should know better than me."

"It's too scarce to hype it up." Zhou Zhi clinked his cup with Li Laosan's: "Anyway, let's enjoy it first."

Sunny snow-capped peaks, glaciers from the lake, flowers and streams, famous teas and delicacies, it is a real enjoyment.

But this enjoyment did not last long. After a while, the girls pulled my elbows and asked to take pictures.

When they heard Mai Xiaomiao praising Zhou Zhi for being able to weave wreaths, they started making requests and they wanted all of them.

The last time Zhou Zhi made a wreath for Mai Xiaomiao, he used forsythia vines, which were very flexible and effortless to weave. Now he has no materials, so he can only comb some lichen and clip some azaleas, which has directly increased the difficulty by more than one level.

Fortunately, the task was successfully completed in the end. The girls all wore wreaths made of rhododendron and usnea on their heads, necks and wrists, which was really pleasing to the eye when taking pictures.

Serious portrait photography is actually quite time-consuming, not to mention there are several girls here. Shama came from a beauty pageant and has received professional training. Naturally, she now acts as a body teacher, teaching everyone how to pose, which wastes even more time.

By the time the girls had their fun, it was already evening and the sun was at its most beautiful. Not only were the girls reluctant to leave, even Zhou Zhi felt it was a shame to waste the opportunity.

By the time we finished this, the sun had already set behind the mountain, so we hurried back. Although it was a downhill road, it was much faster than the way we came, but it was dark when we were two-thirds of the way there.

Fortunately, Zhou Zhi and Liao Ran had a way to deal with this situation. They made torches out of pine branches, and as the moon had risen and there was some moonlight, they finally managed to get back to the temple before eight o'clock.

"Amitabha, you're finally back." Mingtai was a little worried when he saw that no one had returned until dark. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hurry up and go to the dining hall to eat."

"I'm so sorry." Zhou Zhi was a little embarrassed: "The temple doesn't have any communication equipment right now, so I'll give you the walkie-talkies I brought this time, so that anyone who goes out to the surrounding areas can also contact the temple."

The walkie-talkie that Zhou Zhi asked Jiang Wu to help him get was quite powerful. In an environment like Lingshan Temple, it could achieve communication within a maximum distance of 20 kilometers, which was enough for the temple.

"How can I be so embarrassed..." Mingtai only said this modestly, but his second sentence betrayed his inner thoughts: "High-tech things are not easy to operate, right?"

"It's very simple." Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "Liao Ran learned it halfway through. Let him teach you later."

"Hurry up and eat." Mingtai said with a smile, "After eating, let's warm our feet. It's a 40-mile round trip. After you've calmed down, you still have to practice some exercises. You can relax when you go down the mountain tomorrow."

There was a lot of activity today, and everyone felt that their appetite had increased. The dishes were ordinary seasonal vegetables, stir-fried water spinach, stir-fried bitter gourd with bean sprouts, and cowpeas in vinegar sauce. The best dish was fried bear paw tofu with cucumber, black fungus, etc., but everyone ate voraciously. Even Shama Ricong, who had very high requirements for his figure, couldn't help but eat three bowls of rice soup.

The scenery we saw during today’s trip made everyone very excited. After hot-foot bathing and practicing Dragon Vajra Kung Fu, no one wanted to go to bed yet. The moon was very bright, so we simply built a fire pit in the small square to enjoy the moon and chat.

There are many old cypress and ginkgo trees around Lingshan Temple, many of which were planted in the Qing Dynasty. They have grown so tall that several people can surround them. Under the moonlight, the branches of these giant trees are like coiled dragons twisting and turning in the air, and the bright moon above the center of the square is like a precious pearl.

"Look, does this sky look like the nine dragons playing with a pearl in traditional themes?"

Zhou Zhi was lying on a recliner when he accidentally saw this scene and asked everyone.

"Damn it!" Li Laosan felt that he had discovered another magical place in Lingshan Temple: "I wouldn't have noticed it if you hadn't told me, Elbow. Now that I've told you, it really looks more and more like it!"

"Then our Lingshan Temple will have another scenic spot." Monk Mingtai next to him was fiddling with the walkie-talkie while telling everyone the legend of Lingshan Temple.

The moon-viewing party was also turned into a story-telling session. The day ended in such a joyful atmosphere and was truly satisfying.

After everyone was happy to hear what he heard, Mingtai made a new request to Zhou Zhi, asking him to write.

The last time Zhou Zhi came here, he left a painting titled "The Completion of the Buddhist Pavilion in Lingshan Temple Worshiping Patriarch Yang" in the temple, which Mingtai has already turned into a stone tablet.

This time, Zhou Zhi also discovered that the "Lingshan Temple" at the mountain gate and the "Ancestor Hall" plaque dedicated to Yang Zushi were inscribed by President Zhao of the Buddhist Association. (End of this chapter)