Nongmen splendid, the master craftsman is three and a half years old

Chapter 120 Pule
Speaking of age, Pu Le put down He Shi's hand and gestured with his thumb and index finger, "Little benefactor, the poor monk is already eight years old."

"Hey, you're younger than me, I'm already nine years old," Manman patted Pu Le on the shoulder with an air of disbelief, "Brother Pu Le!"

The two brothers bumped their elbows into each other, "Brother Pu Le, have you been in Qigong Temple since you were a child? Is the ring scar on your head? Does it hurt?"

"Forehead…"

"Yes," Pu Le touched his bald head, "but I have forgotten whether it hurt or not."

"Then can you eat meat?"

Seeing Pule shaking his head, Manman said, "How many pilgrims do you receive every day? Have you met any interesting guests?"

Cai Jia suppressed a smile at the side, "Manman is a talkative person, but after a while, I soon found out how much incense money Qigong Temple has earned."

Man Man looked at the smiling Pu Le, no wonder it was called Pu Le, he really liked to laugh, and he had a good personality, Qigong Temple was really good at employing people, turned around and went into the room to unpack, and ran to Pu Le with his calves, "Pu Le Brother Le, this is rice cake, please try it, thank you for bringing us in."

Pu Le is used to receiving gifts, and eats them a lot, but the other peach-shaped thing is not edible at first glance.

"This is the organ peach, you can play with it when you are bored," Manman squatted down and quickly opened the peach, indicating that there was a cute little monkey inside, and then quickly assembled it.

Looking up at Pu Le's surprised eyes, "Isn't it fun? This peach can be untied to form a rockery. This one is called peek-a-boo. Here it is for you."

"Thank you, little benefactor," Pu Le was really happy, with a happy face, his eyes almost narrowed together, "Little benefactor, please go to the front yard to find Pu Le if you have something to do, little benefactor said goodbye."

"You just brought a few mechanism toys." Cai Jia poured a cup of tea for them, wiped off the stool in distaste, sat down and looked at Man Man, "Don't give them all before you reach the Golden City~"

Manman turned her head to look at Sister Jia with a playful face, "It's okay, I just happened to do more while sitting in the carriage," looking at Suxin who was busy cleaning, "Hasn't anyone lived in this yard for a long time?"

Cai Jia looked at the cobwebs on the beams, "That's why we are destined. I think the yard is very quiet." She wiped her finger on the stool next to her, looking at the obvious dust and fell silent.

"Let's go, Manman, let's fetch water."

They quickly cleaned the house, followed the news just now, took the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen to make steamed buns, although there is a small kitchen in the yard, but they wanted to try the vegetarian food of Qigong Temple after they were tired.

"Daddy~"

Manman looked at the steamed buns that Yu Changsi called, and happily greeted them, "Father, I'll serve them!"

"Okay, let's eat here, I'll serve the porridge, Gaga, you just sit down."

"Yeah!" Manman wrinkled her nose and looked at the steamed bun with a bite in her hand, "It looks good, why does it smell musty! And it's not sweet at all and a bit bitter," looking down at the porridge with little water in it , frowning and wanting to spit out the salty and bitter pickles.

Manman handed the buns to Yu Changsi, "Father, I'm not hungry!"

Both Yu Changsi and Liang Quan were beating too much, because they were afraid that they would not have enough to eat. They frowned and looked at the basket of steamed buns, and their scalps became numb when they thought about it, "Ziyu, why don't you talk about Qigongsi?" The food is so bad!"

It was Jiang Ziyu who gave a few people a sense of omniscience, "Ahem, I didn't know that the food here is so difficult to swallow. Some customs and customs are written in the master's handbook." Ziyu looked at them innocently.

"Master's travel letters and books only introduce the ins and outs of Qigong Temple," Jiang Ziyu suddenly remembered that his master had said that the pheasant on the mountain behind Qigong Temple is good!
"Uncle Yao is really unreliable!" Manman wanted to cry without tears, "I don't remember such an important thing!"

Jiang Ziyu frowned and swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, "I think he is revenge!"

"This letter is for you to read, isn't that just cheating you!" Everyone reacted and suddenly felt sympathy for Ziyu.

"Hache~"

"It must be my obedient apprentice who misses me!" Jiang Ziyao pulled up his outer shirt, looked at the endless yellow sand in front of him and the sunset in the sky, and raised a barrier around him with his internal energy, took out a palm-sized bronze mirror to tidy up With her hairstyle, she looked around in a smug manner, "Tsk tsk tsk, it's still so beautiful and magnificent."

There were a few eagle calls from the sky, Jiang Ziyao removed the air mask and raised his arms, the wind and sand around him were less obstructed, and naturally drifted with the wind, Jiang Ziyao ignored the star locks on the eagle's legs.

"puff!"

"Bingshan actually wants to find a wife! Hahahahaha~
"No!" Jiang Ziyao rubbed his chin in thought, "This brat didn't trick me to go back because of those old fellows!" Ignoring the flying yellow sand beside him, he read the letter carefully again.

"Could it be true that this brat actually asked me for help," Jiang Ziyao marveled, "The brat looks obedient on the surface, but he is very assertive in his actions, and it's difficult for others to influence..."

Jiang Ziyao squinted his slender eyes and looked at Juxia in the distance, lowered his head and took out his own astrolabe, pierced his fingers with internal force, and directly dripped a drop of blood on the astrolabe, looking at the results of the above deduction, always cynical His face suddenly became serious.

"How is it possible? It's really the Red Luan star that is moving! Aren't the inheritors of Tianshan all the lone stars of Tiansha?"

After looking over and over for a long time, Jiang Ziyao suddenly curled his lips, "It's fun, it's fun! Those old guys must know that their beards will lose their beards, hahahaha!"

"Xiao Huang, let's go back." Jiang Ziyao looked at Magaduo who was close at hand, and patted the camel that was still swaying forward. "The disciples are all debts, Xiao Huang, let's go back to Tianzhu."

Yu Changsi couldn't bear his daughter's discomfort, so he took the steamed buns offered by Manman, "Don't eat if you're not hungry, if you get hungry later, just go back to the house and cook instant noodles, I'll leave this to your father."

Cai Jia also looked at Yu Changsi hopefully, "Uncle Yu, I."

Yu Changsi quickly looked away, "Oh, you are welcome, eat and eat, the monk can say, don't waste food."

"Uncle Quan," Cai Jia shifted his subject and looked down at the steamed bun that had already been bitten. Although he was embarrassed, he looked at the monitoring monks next to him with such expressions.

It seems that everyone who comes to the dining room of Qigong Temple has been hurt. No wonder the cooks have been reminding how much to eat and not to take out. Now it seems difficult to go out empty-handed.

Liang Quan turned his head to look at the sky and the ground, but he didn't look at Cai Jia. Manman looked at Suxin, who hadn't finished her mouth yet, "Sister Suxin, break open and see if this steamed bun is edible?"

Suxin opened it and smelled it, twisted it a bit and threw it in her mouth, "It's just that the proportion of gouache is wrong, and it was made by force. Well, it's been left for a long time, but it won't kill you if you eat it."

(End of this chapter)