"Tell me, is it okay if I tell my master I'll leave the monastic life for a day first, to try out what the braised meat rolls taste like, and then come back?"
The little monk, eating a vegetarian roll, spoke with a dreamy expression.
These simple cold vegetable salads are so delicious when rolled up together, how delicious must the braised meat in the pot be!
"Are you exploiting a bug here?"
The little monk next to him looked at him speechlessly.
That's a pretty good idea of yours! He wouldn't even dare to think like that!
"To be honest, adding meat doesn't necessarily make it taste as good as vegetarian food. Meat is delicious on its own, so even if you just add some salt and seasonings and stew it, it will taste good. But vegetables are different. Take potatoes, bean sprouts, and kelp strips, for example. Besides the taste of the ingredients themselves, it all depends on the chef's skill. To make vegetarian dishes taste good, it depends a lot on the chef's skill. Why can some people make a cold bean curd salad so fragrant, while yours is bland and tasteless?"
"Therefore, in conclusion, the braised meat rolls are definitely not as delicious as the vegetarian rolls we bought!"
These words startled the little monk.
But it makes a lot of sense.
These vegetarian rolls are much tastier than the vegetarian dishes at the temple. They're both vegetarian, but the taste is worlds apart.
The seemingly ordinary shredded potatoes are surprisingly flavorful, with a crisp texture that contrasts sharply with the soft dough. Combined with the tender texture of the bean curd skin, it truly achieves a delicious result where every ingredient complements the other perfectly.
I wish their temple's vegetarian meals could be this good.
The little monk had a pretty good idea.
Then I ate two vegetarian rolls in one go.
I didn't eat any of the vegetarian food at the temple.
After lunch service ended, the head monk in the kitchen fell into deep thought upon seeing the barely touched food.
What happened? Was there something wrong with the food today?
The head monk tasted it and said it was fine.
"You guys pack your things first, I'll go out and ask."
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Ma Ming, who had already finished two braised pork rolls outside the temple, paced back and forth with a glass of chilled mung bean soup, looking extremely conflicted.
Whether this company will actually release its products or not is a question.
After becoming a monk, you have to abstain from certain foods, so you won't be able to eat such delicious braised pork rolls anymore.
I can only eat vegetarian rolls like the other monks.
This is such a difficult choice!
It's not that I don't want to become a nun, but the thought of going back to face my parents who are pressuring me to get married, and the pressure of making money, makes me want to become a nun.
But the braised pork rolls are really delicious!
Moreover, according to the diners in line, the owner of the braised meat rolls also makes other delicious food. He has previously sold fried chicken, hamburgers, buns, and other similar items, all of which are incredibly tasty.
Everyone who has eaten there says it's delicious, and the owner has a huge fan base.
Moreover, the owner is very mysterious. He changes the location of his stall every week and sells different foods. How novel! He has never encountered a roadside stall like this before.
Hearing about it already piques my curiosity.
If you become a monk, you'll have no chance to be with them again.
Ma Ming is in a dilemma.
In the end, it was the food that won it over.
He already has attachments to worldly life; even if he becomes a monk, he will still not be free from worldly desires. Why bother?
Ma Ming sighed and resigned himself to his fate.
He went into the temple to explain the situation to the abbot.
Ma Ming's parents, who had been watching him from behind the big tree, almost couldn't resist rushing over and stopping him when they saw him walking into the temple.
“It’s no use. The child is determined to become a monk. Even if you try to stop him, it won’t work. At worst, he can find a remote mountain to become a monk himself. It’s better to just let him be. It’s close by, and we can go and visit him.”
Mr. Ma pulled Mrs. Ma back, and in an instant, he looked several years older, suddenly becoming haggard.
It's their fault as parents for not teaching their children well.
You can't blame anyone else.
Mother Ma burst into tears.
The couple collapsed to the ground, embracing each other and weeping bitterly.
From now on, their son will be a monk!
How are these two elderly people supposed to live?!
Just as they were crying their eyes out, Ma Ming walked out of the temple.
They stared wide-eyed in shock at the couple being surrounded by onlookers.
"Mom and Dad, what's wrong?"
Upon hearing Ma Ming's voice, Ma's parents looked up with tears in their eyes and saw Ma Ming standing unharmed before them.
His thick head of hair is still intact.
"My son, you haven't become a monk?"
Ma's mother was both surprised and delighted. She pushed Ma's father aside and rushed to her son.
Father Ma: ? ? ?
"No, Mr. Lin's braised pork rolls are so good that the thought of never being able to eat them again after becoming a monk makes me not want to become a monk anymore."
Seeing his parents crying so much because he was going to become a monk, Ma Ming couldn't bear it anymore.
If you don't want to become a monk, then don't.
The life he was escaping from is the daily life of most people. Others can face it, and he can try to accept this kind of life too.
Judging from his parents' behavior, he knew they must have followed him the whole time he left home today.
"Is it the braised pork roll you just bought in line? You love it, so Mom comes to line up for you every day. As long as you don't leave the house, Mom will agree to whatever you want."
"So, is it okay if I don't want to work, get married, or have children?"
Before Ma's mother could say anything, Ma's father frowned in disapproval. Noticing this, Ma's mother immediately pulled him from behind and told him to shut up.
"Mom and Dad will listen to you. You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't become a nun. Mom will agree to anything you want."
Ma Ming sighed helplessly, knowing that this was their way of making peace.
But he didn't say anything and happily returned home with his parents.
I used to find this kind of life unbearable, but now that I have new hopes and aspirations, I no longer feel the urge to escape.
The onlookers only remembered three words from the entire incident.
"What braised pork rolls? They sound delicious! Where are they from?"
"Why didn't you explain things clearly before you left? I'm very curious."
"What a delicious braised pork roll! It has successfully caught my attention. Secretary Wang, I'm giving you ten minutes to find it!"
Secretary Wang: ......
Within an hour, another news item about Changzhong Temple appeared online.
Shocking! While traveling at Changzhong Temple, I met a man who was about to become a monk, but he decided not to because of a braised pork roll. His parents were so moved that they burst into tears at the temple gate. What is so appealing about a braised pork roll?
So where can I buy braised pork rolls?
Because the incident was so bizarre, it immediately attracted a large number of netizens who love a good spectacle as soon as it was released.
Soon, Lin Zhou's stall was discovered.
He is also famous for his random weekly stall setup.
Such a capricious boss and his way of setting up a stall have become incredibly popular in places unknown to most people, which has shocked netizens.
Some of Mr. Lin's customers also saw the video and were very anxious.
"Who exposed my secret?"
"Friends from other places, don't believe it. It's all false propaganda from the media. Even we locals don't know about it."
"Let me tell you, as a local, I'm not lying to you, it really doesn't taste good, it's all just a gimmick, you know?"
"Guys, something's not right. I have a feeling Boss Lin is about to become a sensation!"
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