Guan Jing didn't understand: "Then why are you so insistent on making me a cook? Can't I choose other forms of spiritual practice?"
The abbot said, "There is no self, no person, no sentient being, no life span. As long as you have compassion in your heart, you can reach the other shore no matter what kind of practice you take. What troubles you today is a meal, but tomorrow it may be a piece of tile."
“Amitabha Buddha, I was once a cook. This is what my master told me.”
“To observe stillness, one must observe in stillness. For the next two days, I have asked your senior brother to temporarily take charge of the vegetarian meals in the kitchen. You should meditate quietly for a few days.”
...
At 7:30 in the morning, Qin Yi had just finished tidying up everything ten minutes earlier.
She thought that after this peak period, things should be relatively quiet for a while.
Before lunchtime arrives, there shouldn't be any more guests coming to this remote mountain area.
I set up a small stool in the car, and I also brought a U-shaped pillow today to put under my neck. It's quite comfortable to sleep against the cabinet...
"Hehe! It's dawn! Someone stole your dining table!"
I don't care. It's just a dining table; she's lost so many things already.
"Hey! Boss, there are two hundred customers in line to order!"
She'd have to run like a whirlwind with two hundred guests!
Qin Yi suddenly woke up from her dream!
Looking up, she saw a face that was both strange and familiar; it seemed to be one of her customers.
Qin Yi stood up. Why was there a crowd gathered in front of the car again? Luckily, there were only a dozen or so people.
Wu Gaojie rushed over with a smile: "Boss Qin! Do you still remember me!"
Qin Yi nodded: "Wuseong, right? You didn't come to the temple to protest, did you?"
Wu Gaojie quickly waved his hand: "Forgive me, forgive me, I wouldn't dare to offend Buddha! Our fitness group got up early this morning for team building, and we booked two cars to come to Qingyuan Temple to worship Buddha. The main purpose is to eat the boss's vegetarian food!"
"Really? I'm out of barbecue! Don't you guys smash up my stall later because you think the vegetarian food is bad!"
Xia Miaomiao covered her mouth and laughed: "Boss Qin, stop pretending. They were all recommended by me. After breakfast, we still have to go back to work."
"You guys are really pushing yourselves too hard. Hurry up, to save time, draw your lots first, then go to the temple to pray and offer incense. By the time you come out, it should be almost time to eat."
Wu Gaojie: "Boss Qin is very thoughtful! We'll do it your way."
The diners at the gym are still seated in groups of four.
Qin Yi served the dishes in a variety of ways, such as four dishes and one soup per table, or four bowls of vegetarian noodles plus a dessert, or four bowls of vegetarian rice noodles plus a sweet soup.
Each person's bowl contains a different vegetarian dish.
"I never knew there were so many options for vegetarianism. It's truly an eye-opener," Wu Gaojie exclaimed.
"Tomorrow I'll get up early again to eat this 'celestial food' at Ziyun Mountain. I feel light all over, and even my stomach feels very comfortable. Coupled with this 'celestial scenery,' it's a once-in-a-lifetime experience!"
"I'm signing up!"
Count me in!
"I'll come again tomorrow morning!"
...
On the other side, two elderly people with gray hair were climbing Ziyun Mountain with great effort.
"Old woman! Wait for me!"
Grandma Yang walked uphill with steady and powerful steps.
Behind her was an old man struggling to walk with a cane.
"Oh, old woman, you're not going to get old and want to convert to Buddhism and abandon me, are you? Although everyone says that the end of the universe is Buddhism, you must never go down that path. I'm your old lady, and we have to be together in this life and the next!"
Old Mrs. Yang, with her white eyebrows and bright eyes, suddenly turned her head.
"Old man, you don't need to panic like this. Listen to me, I love you... Remember that?"
Old Man Meng's cheeks flushed red, and he threw down his cane, rushing excitedly towards the mountaintop as if he had drunk ten cups of fake wine.
"My wife loves me! My wife misses me! My wife spoils me! My wife is waiting for me!"
Old Man Meng finally managed to grab Old Woman Yang's clothes with great effort, and asked breathlessly, "Old woman, why didn't we drive up the mountain? Look, many pilgrims here drive here, which saves a lot of effort."
Grandma Yang quickly covered Grandpa Meng's mouth: "Mind your own business, we should just focus on doing our own thing. Climbing the mountain is the beginning of our piety. The fatigue we endure before praying is all from our heartfelt sincerity, and Buddha will feel it."
Old Man Meng blinked his clear, big eyes and nodded vigorously.
Grandma Yang frowned and said seriously, "When we enter the temple later, remember not to step on the threshold. That's Buddha's shoulder. Then follow behind me. Do whatever I do. Do you understand, man?"
Twenty minutes later, Elder Yang and Elder Meng walked out of the temple together.
Old Meng warmly took Old Yang's arm: "Old woman, what wish did you make just now? Was it about me?"
Old Yang looked around, as if he didn't want to answer the question.
Old Meng walked away with a pout, looking unhappy.
"Are you hungry? I found a really good vegetarian restaurant near the temple on the internet. Let's go there for breakfast."
Old Meng: "Oh."
"This is the vegetarian restaurant, Suiyuan Vegetarian Restaurant."
Grandma Yang rushed towards the stall cart in one stride.
They met eyes with Qin Yi in the carriage.
"Young friend Qin! It's you!"
"Old Yang?"
No one expected to meet again in these deep mountains.
Grandma Yang: "Young friend Qin, the tea pastries you made before were so delicious. I bought some and shared them with my friends, and everyone praised them highly and wanted to buy more. But I didn't have your contact information at the time, and I didn't know where to buy them. Now that I've finally met you, can I sell some more?"
Qin Yi looked up and saw Old Meng slowly following behind her, and said, "Esteemed elders, to be honest, I have been away from Qingcha Ancient Town for quite some time, and I haven't made tea pastries recently, so I can't make them for you for the time being."
Grandma Yang: That's such a pity, all my friends are out of luck! What have you been up to lately?
Old Man Meng finally walked slowly to the car and said with a bit of a temper, "Didn't you just read out the four characters '随缘食斋'? Young friend Qin is selling vegetarian food now?"
Grandma Yang glared at him, then continued smiling at Qin Yi, saying, "Young friend, please don't be offended. I'm old and my eyesight isn't good. Eating vegetarian food is good! It's a blessing to be vegetarian; every bite of vegetarian food contains the gifts of nature. I saw this restaurant online, but I didn't expect it was you who owned it!"
Although Old Man Meng was a little upset, he was more afraid of upsetting his wife, so he quickly calmed himself down and comforted himself.
While the two were talking, he stood in front of the colorful bamboo basket for a long time and finally figured out how the blind box game worked.
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