Chapter 303 This is the best food
Shen Wan was shocked.
She changed her clothes hastily and then left the space with the villain.
"Who?" Xie Mubai asked calmly with a sullen face.
At this time, a childish voice came from outside the door: "The monk is here to bring vegetarian food to the donor."
Hearing it was Lechen's voice, Xie Mubai went forward to open the door.
The snow is really heavy.
Little Liaochen was covered in snowflakes and stood at the door like a snowman.
His red, frozen little hands held a bowl of carrot soup without a speck of oil in it, and two black buns so hard they could be used as weapons.
Several young monks were standing under the eaves not far away, craning their necks to look over here.
Seeing the hard steamed bun in Chen's hand, they did not hide the desire in their eyes at all and swallowed their saliva desperately.
You can tell at a glance that they have been hungry for a long time.
Shen Wan looked at it, then lowered her head to look at Chen: “You haven’t eaten yet?”
"I will go to the dining hall in a while." Lechen said in a baby voice with his little face turned purple from the cold.
Although it was very cold, his small body still stood straight.
At first glance, he doesn't look like a little monk at all, but more like a little warrior charging into battle.
Go to the vegetarian hall?
Shen Wan frowned slightly.
If I'm not mistaken, there's probably nothing to eat in the dining hall right now.
She came out of the space in such a hurry that her collar was not straightened, revealing her snow-white neck.
When Lechen looked up, he accidentally saw the white snow.
Xie Mubai's face darkened, and his fierce gaze shot towards him like the sharpest knife.
When Lechen saw it, his face turned pale with fright.
He threw the vegetarian food on the ground and ran away as if there were jackals, tigers and leopards behind him trying to eat him.
"You are such a jerk. Why are you scaring him for no reason?" Shen Wan looked at him and complained, "He's still just a child."
Xie Mubai said unhappily: "What's wrong with the child? Can the child watch whatever he wants?"
"Fortunately, I didn't become a monk, otherwise I would have been a playboy monk when I grew up."
Shen Wan couldn’t help but be speechless.
This Liaochen is thin and small, and looks to be no more than ten years old.
What bad intentions could a ten-year-old child have?
Forget it, there's no point in reasoning with this jealous guy.
She didn't say anything, but walked towards the dining hall with the vegetarian meal.
The dining hall was not big. There was a dirty stove on the west side. Four or five little monks were sitting in front of the stove, keeping warm while eating steamed bread mixed with bran.
This steamed bread was so hard to swallow that the little monk choked and kept stretching his neck.
"Female donor, why are you here?" When he saw her, Lechen looked a little flustered and uneasy.
Master is right, women are tigers.
But after taking one look at her, he was almost torn into pieces by the weird uncle's glare.
Shen Wan smiled and put the vegetarian food on the stove: “I don’t like to eat this, you guys eat it.”
Even hard black-faced steamed buns can make these kids so greedy. God knows what they usually eat.
When Lechen saw it, he immediately became anxious: "Madam, this is really the best food we have here!"
"These are just a few black-faced steamed buns, which we are saving for the New Year."
If it weren't for this "tiger" treating the abbot, he would not have been willing to take out these black masks.
At this time, Ling Xiaoxiao also came over wearing a big red gorilla felt cloak.
"No way?" She widened her eyes, a look of surprise on her face. "This is a temple after all. Don't the pilgrims even donate a little money?"
When he saw another "tiger" coming, Lechen's face became even uglier.
He subconsciously took a few steps back and said truthfully, "Since I arrived at Amitabha Temple, I haven't seen a single pilgrim."
After hearing this, Ling Xiaoxiao was so shocked that she couldn't recover for a long time.
Actually, this is not surprising.
Amitabha Temple is extremely remote, and the nearest Canyang Town is extremely poor, so naturally the incense here is not very popular.
"Then what do you usually do for meals?" Shen Wan asked with concern.
Lechen didn't dare to look into her eyes. He lowered his bald little head but didn't say anything.
One of the youngest monks heard this and said loudly, "Master, please lead us to farm here."
"But the harvest was poor this year, and I'm afraid the food we've stored won't even be enough to last through the winter."
"Sister, you should eat the steamed buns. This is indeed the best food we can offer."
Shen Wan and Ling Xiaoxiao looked at each other, feeling sour in their hearts.
"Call me the female donor!" Liaochen scolded with a stern face, "Also, did you not wash your hands before eating?"
The little monk curled his lips.
He doesn't want to wash his hands.
It was so cold today that he didn't want to put his little hands into the freezing water.
"Sister has some osmanthus cakes here, do you want to try some?" Seeing how pitiful they were, Shen Wan unnoticedly took out a bag of snacks from the space.
As soon as the little monks saw the fragrant osmanthus cake, their mouths watered.
"I want!"
"I want one too!"
The little monks raised their hands excitedly.
Looking at those dirty little hands, Shen Wan smiled and said, "But you have to wash your hands first, otherwise you'll get little bugs in your stomach!"
Upon hearing this, several young monks rushed to the wooden basin.
"Hey... why are you washing your hands with cold water?" Ling Xiaoxiao saw it and quickly stepped forward to stop them. "It's so cold, you should use hot water."
"Senior Brother Liaochen doesn't allow us to use it!" the young monks said in unison.
When Ling Xiaoxiao heard this, she couldn't help but get annoyed.
She placed her hands on her hips and cursed Lu Chen viciously, "You little monk, you take advantage of your age to bully the weak."
"Who do you think you are to prevent them from washing their hands with hot water?"
Lechen's eyes turned red.
He bit his lip in grievance, but did not argue.
"Tell me, sister, why?" Shen Wan squatted in front of him and asked patiently.
Liaochen sniffed and said with a sob, "Because we don't have much firewood left."
"This mountain is bare. You have to go several miles away to get firewood."
"Master fell and got hurt. We can't cut much, so we have to use it sparingly."
I have to say that Liaochen is a man of great potential.
When the old abbot fell ill, he used his young shoulders to support the entire Amitabha Temple.
"It's better to wash with hot water. It would be a waste if your hands get frostbitten." Shen Wan thought for a moment and said, "Sister will stay here for a few days, so leave the firewood chopping to us."
Lechen blinked his big watery eyes, obviously not believing what she said.
Shen Wan looked at it and began to pour the hot water from the pot into the basin.
Several young monks looked at it and happily washed their hands.
They washed their hands and stood in a row obediently, and Shen Wan distributed cakes to them one by one.
She bought this pastry when she was in Hezhou City. She thought it tasted good and stocked up some.
"Why don't you eat it?" Shen Wan asked curiously when she saw Chen putting the osmanthus cake on the plate.
Liaochen said in a baby voice, "I want to leave it to Master."
Seeing him so sensible, Shen Wan felt warm in her heart.
"Eat it." She said with a smile, "I still have a lot here, I'll give it all to you."
Liaochen said hesitantly, "But we don't have any money."
"I didn't ask for money!" Shen Wan said with a smile, "Besides, we don't know how long the snow will last. We will probably have to stay here for a few more days."
"These cakes are not enough to cover our accommodation costs."
Lechen thought for a moment and asked cautiously, "Then...that uncle won't be angry?"
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