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Chapter 115 Fake Monk?
The sun is shining brightly, the sun is in the sky, and the clouds are swaying like the wind.

Master and apprentice galloped all the way.
Before coming to the town.

The town was a lively scene, with a continuous stream of pedestrians coming and going, and various shouts mixed with the mouths of vendors on both sides of the street.Candied gourds, glutinous rice cakes, and delicious steamed buns are floating in the alleys, which makes people's appetite greatly increased.

"Poor monk. Good job, this is the temptation of Chiguoguo." Tang Seng couldn't help swallowing his saliva while holding the tin stick.

During the journey this time, I didn't encounter any suitable ingredients, so I seemed a little hungry.

Sun Wukong was leading the horse. Passers-by were surprised when they saw Sun Wukong, and then hurried away.Monkey King is also not surprised, this kind of thing has happened many times.

Tang Seng unwrapped the bundle on the white horse, and on top of the empty bundle was a purple gold bowl, commonly known as the golden rice bowl.There are also some official documents that are of little use.

The only thing that can be described is poor and poor.

"The poor monk will see if he can make a fortune. If this continues, his stomach will suffer from famine." Tang Seng took out a golden bowl of rice from his bag and said to Monkey King.

Sun Wukong led the horse, waved his hand, and signaled... let's go.

Tang Seng walked into the inn in front of him.

The inn was overcrowded, the wooden tables and chairs were almost empty, it was like a bustling crowd.

The shop waiter greeted: "This guest officer is welcome. There will be a seat soon."

Tang Seng said: "This benefactor, the poor monk, is here to make a fortune. I don't know whether it is convenient or not, Amitabha."

The waiter looked a little embarrassed and said, "Little Master."

"I paid the money for this fate. It is credited to my account... it is also considered a good fate." A woman dressed in rich clothes with a puffy belly and a graceful and luxurious demeanor said.

Seeing that someone is willing to buy this good fate, the waiter in the shop didn't stop him: "This guest officer, please come inside."

Tang Seng quickly said to the woman: "Thank you, thank you. I hope you have a good relationship for a hundred years and have a precious son soon."

The woman said: "It's okay, just make a good relationship. If you need it, you can come to Chengjiazhuang to find Mr. Cheng. My family is a Buddhist."

Tang Seng thanked again and again: "It's so good, the poor monk still has an apprentice, I don't know if it's possible"

"It's okay, let's put it in my account together." The woman briefly explained to the waiter in the shop, then turned and left the inn.

Tang Seng walked out of the inn and said to Monkey King: "It's fate, let's come in and have dinner together."

Sun Wukong raised his head slightly and walked over leading the white horse.

Seeing that it was a monkey, the waiter in the shop was first startled, then kicked back, and said tremblingly, "Is this a demon?"

"Don't be surprised, this is the poor monk's apprentice, named Sun Wukong." Tang Seng explained.

The waiter's gaze shifted from Sun Wukong to the white horse, and his eyes lit up slightly. The horse is in good condition, even if it is not a thousand-mile horse, it is still good, and it will definitely sell for a good price: "Benefactor, you can't lead the horse to eat, right? "

Tang Seng looked at the horse and thought about it: "Then?"

"This benefactor, I can ask someone to look after the horses for you. The two guest officers please." The waiter made a gesture of greeting and said.

Tang Seng had no choice but to hand over the horse to the second-hand shopkeeper, without thinking much about it.

Sun Wukong looked at the waiter with a little deep meaning.

The two walked into the inn, waited for a while, and sat down when there was an empty seat.

"What do the two guest officers want to order?" the waiter asked.

The waiter pointed to the table and saw the names of many dishes engraved on the table: "You two guests can read what is written on it. As for the money, it will be recorded on Cheng Yuanwai, so you don't have to worry about it."

Tang Seng looked at it for a long time and said: "Then give the poor monk some stir-fried pork with cucumber, hot and sour potato shreds, and a few roast chickens. Then two whole boiled fish. And then some braised beef."

The shop waiter was taken aback for a moment: "Aren't you a monk?"

Immediately, he saw Sun Wukong at the side, and immediately acted like I understood, I understood: "Little master's apprentice hasn't officially become a monk yet, right? Okay. I'll go and give instructions to the kitchen."

Sun Wukong glanced at Tang Seng and said in a low voice: "Fake monk"

Tang Seng smiled and said nothing, quietly waiting for the food to be served.

There are also more people eating around, laughing loudly, coupled with the bustling passers-by outside, it looks very lively.All kinds of voices filled my ears.

Some talked about the brothel, some talked about fine wine, and some talked about family affairs.

Talk while eating.

Tang Seng said to the barrage: "The poor monk wants to live broadcast his meal. Fellow Taoists, you can eat with the poor monk."

[Woooooo, it's not time for dinner, anchor, don't tease me. 】

[The old man is desolate, he doesn't have a wife, so he has to cook by himself. 】

[Ahem, pay attention to what you say upstairs, do you have to do it if you have a wife?Me too, my husband cooks for me. 】

[I envy you for having such a good husband. 】

【Your husband is so pitiful. 】

[I really envy you guys who can show off your wives, my husband and my wife are inflated. 】

【Really?My husband is also inflatable.]

[You guys are so dirty. You drive when you disagree with me. I am so helpless as a single person. 】

Tang Seng looked at the bullet screen and almost laughed, but he didn't speak.

Sun Wukong looked at Tang Seng and shook his head, a look of caring for the mentally retarded appeared in his eyes again.

Tang Seng noticed Sun Wukong's eyes: "."

"The dishes are here~" The waiter held up the tray with two hands, holding it with one hand and holding it with the other.

Plates of hot food were placed on the table, and the hungry monk Tang swallowed them again and again. He rolled up his sleeves, tore off the whole chicken's legs, and started to eat hungrily.

The waiter in the shop looked confused.

The diners around were also dumbfounded.

Isn't this a monk?
Why eat meat!

Could it be that he is a fake monk! ?

Tang Seng noticed the eyes of the people around him, still biting the chicken in his mouth, and said solemnly: "All benefactors, don't be surprised. The Buddha said that the heart is an inkstone, neither empty nor dissatisfied. The eyes are a piece of sky, neither extravagant nor greedy. It’s a one-plate meal, neither greasy nor bland.”

"Besides, wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Lord Buddha pays attention to it." Tang Seng said.

When talking about Lord Buddha, Sun Wukong's eyes flashed a cold look, but it disappeared quickly, and he didn't speak, eating chicken legs.

The people around seemed to understand, looked at it full of doubts, and continued to eat their own meals.

Monkey King's appetite was astonishing, and soon there was a stack of tall plates on the table.

Tang Seng was dumbfounded: "It costs more to raise a monkey than to raise a car."

Ding!
Favor -1
"." Tang Seng's face darkened and he didn't speak.

This favorability seems to be low, right?

The poor monk is very helpless.

After eating, Monkey King said indifferently: "This food is not enough for the old Sun to clog his teeth, but it is not as good as yours."

When Monkey King said this, he didn't look at Tang Seng but looked outside.

Tang Seng's mood in the rainy weather was instantly joyful: "The poor monk will definitely make more delicacies for the great sage to taste!"

(End of this chapter)