Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

Sun Erniang carefully performed a blessing, and asked in a pinched voice, Master Dao, do you want to use wine and vegetables?

Ling Qing flicked the whisk in her hand, walked into the hotel full of injustice, found a table and sat down, said: Bring some wine and meat.

Okay, okay, I'll be here right away. Erniang Sun showed a smile, put a jar of wine inside, a bowl and a pair of chopsticks, and cut two plates of meat.

Eagerly sifted a bowl of wine, scalded it and put it in front of Lingqing.

Lingqing picked it up, smelled it, and took a sip. It tasted ordinary, but it was ordinary village brewed water wine, tasteless, like water.

I picked up another piece of meat and looked at it. The meat is tender and fine-grained, and it is freshly cooked yellow mutton.

After drinking three rounds of wine in a row, Lingqing said: I heard that Dashupo's meat buns are famous far and wide, let's try some.

Hearing that Lingqing wanted meat buns, Erniang Sun's heart skipped a beat, and she smiled again: Master Dao, you can just eat some wine and meat, our buns are all sold out.

Nonsense, the poor man smells the steamed buns inside. Ling Qing frowned, slapped the table and shouted: But I am worried that the poor man has no money.

Don't worry, I need a lot of you.

As he spoke, he slapped an ingot of twelve taels of silver on the table.

Sun Erniang's eyes flashed brightly, the Taoist in front of her could eat 10 or 20 catties of meat, and even 20 or 30 meat buns would not cost a tael of silver.

Now it costs twelve taels to make a move, if you can do him a little bit, I'm afraid it can be worth a month's surplus.

But as soon as he thought about it, he remembered Lingqing's eyes, and a basin of cold water poured down on his heart, cooling his hot heart.

Master Dao, it's true that there's no more, that's for another family. Sun Erniang smiled apologetically.

You bring it for me to eat first, and then you cook it. Ling Qing said dissatisfied.

The stuffing is gone, there is really nothing to do. Sun Erniang said with restraint of anger.

I'll buy it when I run out of meat, where did all this nonsense come from? Ling Qing shouted.

Sun Erniang's face slumped when she heard the words, and she thought to herself: I see that you are also a character, and I don't want to provoke you, but who knows that you are so ignorant.

You come here to seek death but you can't blame me, you should be rewarded, lest you, a moron, think that my old lady is easy to bully.

Then he smiled and said: What the guest officer said is that I was confused, so I will serve it for the guest officer.

After finishing speaking, he went to the stove and took a dozen big steamed buns, put a beautiful wine jar on the table, and said: Guest officer, try the good wine in our store.

It's like I'm paying off to the customer officer.

Without waiting for Lingqing to speak, she sifted a bowl to warm it up. The wine was full-bodied, spicy and tangy, but a little cloudy.

Don't look at my wine as muddy, but it is a good wine that has been cellared for ten years, and you can't drink it in other houses.

It smells a bit special. Ling Qing sniffed it and nodded in praise.

Immediately, he took a steamed bun, opened it, and saw that the meat in it was thick and juicy, which was delicious.

Seeing the Taoist eating four or five steamed buns in a row, Sun Erniang took another bowl of wine to drink, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Clapping his hands, he shouted, It's true, it's true!

Then the Taoist fell to the ground with his head up as if he was pushing a golden mountain to overturn a jade pillar.

Sun Erniang put her hips on her hips and said joyfully: It turned out to be a silver-like pewter gun head, but it really frightened my old lady.

He reached out and picked up the Wanhua Fuchen in Lingqing's hand, seeing its exquisite shape and simple and simple shape, he liked it very much.

It's a good item, I guess it can be worth some silver.

He searched in his bosom again, and found a bag of silver, about ten ingots, each of which was ten taels of silver, and his brows were filled with joy.

Looking at Ling Qing who was lying on the ground, he said: You still don't believe that the steamed buns are gone, but you brought them to your door yourself.

But looking at your lean appearance, you can't produce a few catties of good meat, so you can only sell it as buffalo meat.

Putting the thing in his hand on the table, he came to pull Lingqing, but he couldn't move it, he couldn't help but said in surprise: It looks thin, so it has some weight.

On the one hand, he took off the green gauze shirt and the red silk skirt, and grabbed Lingqing's arm with both bare arms before lifting it.

Hey!

With a flick of his arms, he turned around and wanted to carry Ling Qing on his shoulders.

Ouch!!

But who would have thought that with this flick, not only did she not shake, but she tripped herself to the ground, holding her waist and yelling.

There were two men inside who heard the cry, and ran out with a knife in a hurry. They looked around, but they didn't see any strong men.

Seeing her slumped to the ground again, he quickly threw the knife aside and helped her up.

At this time, a man also came outside the door. Seeing this scene, he hurriedly threw away the bag in his hand, rushed in and helped Sun Erniang to sit down.

This man is Sun Erniang's husband-in-law, Zhang Qing, the vegetable gardener.

When he saw Lingqing lying on the ground and the wine, meat and silver on the table, he immediately knew what was going on.

Looking at Sun Erniang, he said: Didn't I tell you not to provoke this wandering monk?

He is a monk, and he has never been used too much. What can he do if he is bad?

I didn't intend to talk to him at first, I just wanted to take some wine and meat away.

Who knew that he didn't know what was good or bad, and wanted to die, so how could he blame me? Sun Erniang didn't think it was disobedient, but explained patiently.

How did you end up in such a state? Zhang Qing couldn't talk about her anymore when he heard the words, and asked when she saw that she was still holding her back in pain.

I'm here to pick up this thief, but I can't catch it once, so I dodged my waist unprepared. Sun Erniang said angrily.

Forget it, you shouldn't have ruined his life. I'll make a bowl of antidote later and let him go. Zhang Qing said while rubbing her.

It's up to you. Erniang Sun nodded.

While the two were talking, a voice suddenly rang in their ears.

Since the two of you don't want the life of the poor, are you willing to give your own life to the poor?

Who is it? Sun Erniang and Zhang Qing were startled and looked around.

Behind! The two men standing beside pointed to their backs and said.

The two turned their heads to look, only to see Ling Qing who was still lying on the ground just now, sitting on the stool in leisure.

There are four or five steamed buns and a bowl of muddy wine in front of him.

It was exactly what Ling Qing should have eaten just now.

You Taoist don't know good from bad, we two are already willing to let you go, what are you going to do? Sun Erniang frowned, slammed the table and stood up and said.

But he forgot that her waist was still not healed, so she stretched it again suddenly, and leaned on the table with an ouch.

Second Mother. Zhang Qing supported her and made her sit down.

Then he clasped his hands to Lingqing and said, Master Dao, forgive me, it's me and my wife who don't know Mount Tai with eyes, and still look at Master Dao Haihan.

I don't know the name of the master, but I hope to give it to you.

Poor Dao Ling Dao Qing, just a cloud and water Taoist, no name. Ling Qing picked up the whisk on the table, and flicked it on the table, the silver bag disappeared.

It turned out to be Daoist Priest Daoqing. The villain is lucky to meet Daoist Master today. Zhang Qing bowed his head.

It's easy to say, what do you two suggest to the poor? Ling Qing nodded slightly.

The Taoist priest is joking, the little people have only one life, how can they give it to the Taoist priest? Zhang Qing smiled.

However, if the Taoist leader insists on taking it, there is nothing we can do about it. We should give it up to the Taoist priest to make amends.

There is no need for you to make amends. I just need to kill you two, and then I will make meat buns and sell them to others, and I can earn some money to spend. Ling Qing's eyes were on the two of them carefully. sizing up.

It seems to be thinking in his heart where the meat can be used as fat cattle, and where the meat can be used as minced meat.

What do you think?