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Chapter 77 Donor, please stay.

Master Qing'an forced Tang Zhao to give him a fortune stick and a string of Buddhist beads, then left.

"The Lotus Sutra Assembly has concluded. Please do as you please, pilgrims."

When Tang Zhao heard this, she stuffed the Buddhist beads into her small purse, stood up, pulled Gu Ci and ran out.

The wife of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery, who was about to step forward to talk to them, watched helplessly as the two figures disappeared.

Bai Rouyin tugged at the edge of the clothes of the wife of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery, "Mother, accompany me to ask for a peace amulet."

The wife of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery took another look outside the hall before turning around and kneeling before the Buddha.

How come such a good opportunity didn’t fall to Rouyin?

Outside the temple, Tang Zhao randomly grabbed a young monk and asked, "Excuse me, which master is in charge of the secular affairs of your temple?"

The young monk spoke freely, "Master Qingning."

"Could you tell me where the master is right now? I have something important to discuss with him."

"Master Qingning has been at the Trivial Affairs Hall in the back mountain. You can go find him yourself."

Tang Zhao happily touched the bald head, stuffed him with a bag of peanut candy, and pulled Gu Ci towards the back mountain.

Dongmei followed behind with the big jar in her arms.

Gu Ci was pulled by her arm and ran for a long distance before asking, "Why are you pulling me?"

"Didn't you hear that little monk say that Master Qingning is in the back mountain? I would have died of exhaustion on the mountain road if I had just run on my own two feet." Tang Zhao pulled him to the foot of the back mountain, "Take me up."

Gu Ci didn't expect that she had this idea, so he turned his head away and didn't look at her, "This is a Buddhist temple!"

"What's wrong with the Buddhist temple? I haven't done anything to desecrate the Buddha. I just asked you to take me up," Tang Zhao said unhappily. "Before, you took me flying without my consent. Now you don't want to take me flying. Are you deliberately going against me?"

Gu Ci pursed his lips.

Tang Zhao sneered, "Fine, then don't take it. Let's go home." She turned around and said, "We don't need to continue the soybean oil business anymore. Let's all eat dirt together."

"Wait!" Although Gu Ci had never heard of the term "eating dirt", it did not prevent him from understanding its meaning. Thinking of the embarrassment in the army, he stepped back and said, "I'll take you up with me."

After Gu Ci finished speaking, he stood there for a long time without moving.

Tang Zhao sarcastically asked, "Are you planning to cast a spell?"

Gu Ci paused, took a long breath, took off his cloak and wrapped the woman tightly, then put his arm around the woman's waist and rushed to the top of the mountain at high speed.

Dongmei tried her best to chase after him, but she could only watch the distance between them widen.

Half an incense stick later, Tang Zhao's feet landed on the ground. She skillfully returned the cloak to Gu Ci and went forward to knock on the door.

"Who is it?" someone asked from inside the door.

Tang Zhao replied, "Sponsor!"

Gu Ci:.
How come she has so many new words?

The door opened and a young monk asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Master Qingning."

"Master does not see outsiders, please go back."

Tang Zhao took out the Buddhist beads from his purse and shook them in front of the little monk. "What now?"

The little monk's eyes moved. He didn't know why the Buddhist beads, which symbolized the abbot's status, were in the hands of a female donor, but he knew the rules of Jing'an Temple: seeing the Buddhist beads was like seeing the abbot.

The young monk opened the door and said respectfully, "Please come in, benefactor."

"Thank you," Tang Zhaomai said as he walked in. "I have a maid waiting in the back. Please open the door for her when she arrives."

"Good donor."

Tang Zhao went straight to the kitchen where the aroma was coming from.

A big monk who looks like Maitreya Buddha is lying on a rocking chair, holding a piece of bean curd in his hand.

"It's so delicious! Why don't you sell more of it?" the elder monk complained. "It makes me go down the mountain to buy it every day."

"If you want to eat it, Master, I can give you the recipe for the braising liquid. You can make as much as you like." Master Qingning suddenly sat up and looked at the uninvited woman. "Who are you?"

He looked around but didn't see Zhixin.

"I'm the owner of the tofu shop," Tang Zhao said, sitting opposite him and pouring a cup of hot tea. "The little monk is waiting at the door to open the door for my maid."

"So it's Donor Tang," Master Qingning said to the Buddha, "I wonder how Donor Tang got into this little courtyard of mine?"

As they were talking, Gu Ci walked in. Master Qingning frowned because he didn't hear any fighting.

Tang Zhao stretched out his left hand from his cloak, revealing the Buddhist beads wrapped around his wrist.

Master Qingning's eyes trembled, and then he understood, "So, Donor Tang is the destined person that the abbot has been waiting for."

Tang Zhao shook his head, "Master Abbot and I are not destined to be together. Master Qingning is the one who is destined to be with me."

"Where is the fate?"

"On the broth."

Master Qingning:
Tang Zhao added, "And soybean oil."

Master Qingning was puzzled, "What is this soybean oil?"

"Oil!"

Master Qingning: "Listening to a donor's words is like listening to a conversation."

"Well! I came here specifically to find you, Master, because I want to recommend soybean oil to you, or to provide soybean oil to your temple for free," Tang Zhao said. "If pilgrims ask about it in the future, please advertise it for me and say that the people in Jing'an Temple use my Song's soybean oil."

Master Qingning declined, saying, "Buddhism transcends the mundane world and should not be involved in mundane matters."

Tang Zhao pointed at the large plaque on the gate.

Master Qingning explained, "The Hall of Trivial Matters, the Hall of Trivial Matters, the body is caught up in trivial matters but the mind is free of trivial matters. If the mind is free of trivial matters, then naturally there will be no trivial matters on the body."

Tang Zhao: "So do you have trivial matters or not?"

Master Qingning is very casual, "It's OK to have it, it's OK not to have it."

Tang Zhao's head was buzzing. She hated talking to charlatans the most.

"If you have nothing else to do, please go back," Master Qingning said as he saw the guest off.

"Okay!" Tang Zhao turned around and said as he walked out with Gu Ci, "Alas, the price of vegetarian stews is low, and the profit is far less than that of braised meat. Husband, do you think it is still necessary to sell vegetarian stews?"

Gu Ci cooperated: "No."

"Then I'll listen to my husband and tell the tofu shop to stop braising vegetarian food and only braise meat from now on!"

Master Qingning:
"Chapter 78 Donor, please stay!"

Tang Zhao ignored him.

Master Qingning chased out, "Tang Chapter 78 Donor, please stay!"

"Master, do you have something to talk to me about?" Tang Zhao pretended to be confused.

"Didn't you want to recommend soybean oil to me? Why don't you come back to my meditation room and sit down to discuss it in detail?"

"But the master just said that Buddhism doesn't interfere with worldly matters. How can Tang Zhao break Buddhist rules for his own selfish reasons?" Tang Zhao refused. "Besides, it's getting late. I have to rush back to Lanzhou City and tell the tofu shop staff not to make vegetarian stews anymore."

"What if it's too late and they do it again tomorrow?"

Master Qingning smiled bitterly. The abbot's friend was really powerful. Once he got hold of someone's weakness, he wouldn't let go, even monks.

He looked at Gu Ci expectantly.

Gu Ci continued to act as a tool. "Since the master has invited me, why not sit down and talk? Perhaps we can find a way to promote soybean oil without breaking the rules of Buddhism."

Master Qingning chanted a Buddhist chant and said, "Donor Gu is right."

"Please come in, two donors!"

Zhao Zhao: I love vegetarian food!
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(End of this chapter)