I have become popular in modern times with food

Chapter 108
On August [-]th, it is suitable for sacrifices.In Nanming Temple, where the incense is extremely high in the southern suburbs of the capital, Yu Jian supported her grandma and followed the flow of people inside.

The eminent monk who was waiting quietly saluted with folded hands, and led a group of good men and women into the dust-free temple to burn incense and pray for blessings.

"Grandma, there's no need to come." Yu Jian panted slightly, turned a corner, and came to a corner with a little less people.

Grandma Yu patted the back of her hand, but stared at the big cauldron burning with Buddhist incense in front of her, and said reverently, "Come and pray to Buddha, and pray for the safety of you and Yu Yuan." The grandson and granddaughter were injured almost at the same time. It is also hinting.

Since the old man passed away, Grandma Yu began to believe in Buddhism. Sometimes for the old man, this may be a different kind of sustenance.

"When you get to the main hall, you will kowtow too, sincerity will bring success."

Yu Jian sighed and could only agree.

When it was their turn, there were not many people in the hall.Yu Jian quietly stared at the Dharma image of the great Buddha for a while, held up the incense and kowtowed three times before getting up, and inserted the fine incense with red star flames into the black incense burner in front of him.

Looking back, Grandma Yu had disappeared.She was a little anxious, and called in a low voice: "Grandma?" She followed the route of worshiping Buddha to look for it.

At the back is the courtyard of the temple where lottery is asked. There is a big tree with dense branches and leaves, and strips of red silk are tied on it, and the wishes of believers are tied on it.And Grandma Yu, sitting under the tree, in front of a wrinkled old monk, was talking about something.

"Grandma!" Yu Jian hurried to her side, pressing her palm lightly on her shoulder, complaining, "Don't run around, there are too many people."

Grandma Yu glanced at her with a smile: "Understood." She continued talking to the old monk, probably asking for a peace talisman or something.

The old monk asked who she begged for, and Grandma Yu pointed to the granddaughter behind her, and added: "There is also a little grandson."

The old monk looked up and looked at the girl who had just run over.At this moment, Yu Jian happened to look up at the red silk rope swinging above her head, and vaguely recognized a few words.Just when he turned his face, he met the old monk's eyes.

Both sides were startled.

Those eyes are clear and deep, vast and grand.At a glance, it seems to have entered an unknown domain, surrounded by vast ocean water.

Yu Jian was stunned for a long time before she could regain her senses. She saluted the old monk, but she unconsciously used the etiquette she had when she was still in the Tang Dynasty.

The old monk smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to stroke the old man's long beard, and nodded lightly.

On the way down the mountain, Yu Jian was still reminiscing about the old monk's comment to her: "There is no reward for karma, only keep the heart."

She didn't understand very well, when she wanted to ask carefully, the old monk's rest card was exposed, and it was time for fasting.

Grandma Yu is very familiar with Nanming Temple: "There is a restaurant at the foot of the mountain that specializes in vegetarian food. Go and try it? I heard that the monks in the temple came out to open it."

Can monks return to vulgarity?Yu Jian looked at grandma suspiciously.Grandma Yu smiled again: "Probably because the food is too much to bear, the Buddha will not keep it..." She was thinking of joking.

There is only one vegetarian restaurant in Nanming Temple, which is regarded as an official label, and there are many people queuing up. Yu Jian took the menu in advance, there is no choice, only the set meal, and the price is considered affordable.

With two side dishes, one soup, one bowl of staple food, and one piece of fruit, ordinary people can eat enough.Yu Jian ordered two different dishes and planned to try more different dishes.

The dishes came out quickly, they should have been prepared in advance, and they were neatly placed on a tray.When Yu Jian looked at it, there was a dazzling array of red, green and green.

"This eight-treasure vegetarian dish is really delicious. For this one bite, I have to come here twice a month." Other pilgrims praised.

"Who says it's not? The taste of this vegetarian fried rice noodles is not inferior to that of a five-star hotel. It means that the master is unwilling to leave this Nanming Temple, otherwise he will definitely make a lot of money if he opens it in the city."

Eight-treasure vegetarian dishes are mainly made of various mushrooms. After frying, mushroom broth is added to stew. Finally, it is topped with gravy sauce and bitten down. The mushrooms are plump and juicy, just like eating meat.

Let’s take a look at Nasu Fried Noodles, which are vermicelli made from bracken. Cook them in boiling water and chill them in cold water. Mix them with some seasonal vegetables and pour them with hot oil. The chopped green onions and peppers have a strong taste, sour and spicy. The special appetizer.

But Yu Jian's favorite is lotus root slices.Cut the lotus root into thin slices, soak it in water to remove the starch, cut it in boiling water and then rinse it in cold water.Add the same thinly sliced ​​pear slices and boiled lotus lily, and then season with dill and lemon peel. It is sweet and crunchy, and the summer heat is instantly eliminated.

Grandma Yu has bad teeth, but she has a soft spot for the delicious eight-treasure vegetable dishes.Yu Jian silently ate a whole plate of lotus root slices, feeling that the trip was worthwhile.

Before leaving, she glanced at Nanming Mountain on the top of the mountain again.Amidst the smoke and clouds, there was a loud bell ringing, which made people feel awe.

……

Where there is a cause, there must be an effect. Those who do evil, it’s not that they will not repay, it’s just that the time has not yet come.

In the Beijing Detention Center, Xiaohezi Xicun was leaning against the cold wall decadently, his hair was tied loosely behind his head, and his face was so clean that there was no blood.She has been imprisoned here for a long time, and she would still be noisy at first. She is from the Neon country, and Huaxia has no right to detain her. She asked for deportation and was sent back to the country.

People from the embassy also came many times, but they were all turned away by the Huaxia police.She asked Sato to contact the family to rescue her, but Sato told her that the Nishimura family was overwhelmed, and the patriarch hated her as a black sheep, and even her teacher didn't answer the phone.

The once high tea queen of the neon country, now collapses in the prison like a stray dog.

She lost.Flat out.

"No. 3075, someone is visiting." Someone shouted from outside, and then someone came in and opened the door, and she followed it out in a daze.

"Miss Xicun, why did you become like this?" Through the glass, Han Yubai picked up the microphone and said pretendingly, as if he cared about her, his tone full of regret.

Xiaohezi Nishimura looked at him quietly for a while.She is really stupid if she doesn't understand now, she has been fully used by this man.It was obviously planned by the two of them together, but in the end Han Yubai was alone.

She picked up the microphone, feeling unspeakable irony: "Are you even here to laugh at me?"

Han Yubai smiled: "Of course not. I'm here to care about you. By the way, do you know why you can't get out of this square cage?"

Xiao Hezi Nishimura frowned, not understanding what he was talking about.

"Originally, you could exercise diplomatic immunity, and you could even go back to the Neon Country safe and sound. But someone didn't allow it. You hurt the person he cares about the most. How could he let you go? As for the public trial, do As a typical example, you will only be sentenced to a heavier sentence..."

Xiaohezi Xicun only felt a buzzing in her head, and she didn't listen to a word Han Yubai said, she just remembered that Tang Yuan would not let her go.

Yes, how could he let himself go?

The past of Le Cordon Bleu Academy, the past and the past are superimposed, he is afraid that he can't wait for her to die in Huaxia.

Nishimura Xiaohezi smiled miserably, this is probably retribution...

(End of this chapter)