Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"Dad, you didn't even have time to get hairpins, so you ran to grandma and said that I..."

Qiao Jinshu was immediately stunned. He didn't dare to speak too loudly for fear of disturbing other people's sleep. He pointed at her nose and said, "How dare you talk back."

"How dare I, Dad, I'm not allowed to do whatever you want, but I really know I was wrong today, don't be angry~"

Qiao Jinshu covered Song Lingjia with the quilt. In fact, he was no longer angry, he was just worried, and the corners of his mouth controlled the smile caused by his good daughter's coquettishness.

"Okay, go to sleep."

Not surprisingly, Song Tingran's family didn't get up the next day. They just fell asleep and missed the fasting time in the morning.

When the family arrived at the dining hall, there was no one there, and the stools were all pushed neatly under the table.

Shi Yan: "The package we brought has some food in it. Let's make up for it. We'll come over early at noon."

Chang Yuqiao: "This is the only way."

When Song Tingran's family was preparing to leave, two masters from Jinming Temple came out from behind.

"Benefactor, stay here."

"Well, Master."

I didn’t see anyone at all just now, and they didn’t come from anywhere, but they all said hello very politely.

"A few donors are coming to the restaurant at this time, but are they looking for something to eat?"

"Exactly, it's just our own problem. We're late. It's okay to ask Master Lao."

"Buddha is so compassionate that he would not bear to see the donors hungry. Although the morning fasting time has passed, there are still many abundant ingredients in the kitchen. You can use them yourself and just put them away after use."

As expected of the Jinming Temple after major renovations, it was so humane. I was really hungry, so Song Tingran agreed, then told the children not to cause trouble, and followed the two masters into the kitchen.

The kitchen of Jinming Temple is connected to the lobby of Yongzhai. It is very spacious and clean inside. Rattan weaving is often used as storage, giving it an antique feel.

After talking, I learned that these two masters were in charge of the meal section of Jinming Temple. Several others had already left. They were cleaning up at the back and happened to meet them.

All that can be seen with the naked eye are vegetables, with a wide variety of vegetables, but many of them have traces of insect bites.

"Donor, these vegetables are grown in the vegetable garden of Jinming Temple. Although there are some traces of nature, they are all fresh."

When a chef saw Song Tingran seeming to be thinking, he was worried that he might mistakenly think that the vegetables were bad, so he explained.

The vegetables in Jinming Temple have never been insect repellent. All things are life, and coexistence is the original way.

Song Tingran was just thinking about what to do, and quickly responded: "Thank you, master, thank you, master."

Song Changyue thought he had an opportunity, so he picked up two eggplants and brought them to his mother.

"Mother, you look at how delicious the eggplant is. I didn't even eat enough of the steamed buns before. Otherwise, let's make eggplant and green pepper steamed buns." Song Changyue raised her little face.

Song Tingran couldn't help but touch it, and then asked other people if there was anything they wanted to eat in particular, and finally decided unanimously to make steamed buns.

In addition to green pepper and eggplant filling, we also prepare steamed buns stuffed with kohlrabi. This dish has different names in many places. In some places, it is also called cabbage or cabbage.

Kohlrabi buns

Seven cute babies are responsible for washing vegetables.

Xiao Yuchen, Qiao Jinshu, cutting vegetables.

Sang Cheng, gentle words, gentle manners, and stuffing.

Shi Yan, Song Tingran, and Chang Yuqiao were responsible for kneading and rolling the dough.

Finally, everyone makes buns together.

Children are not very good at making buns. They have weird shapes and start making trouble while wrapping them.

At this time, one of the masters from just now came back to get something and saw this combination that he had never seen before.

"Donor, your buns are really strange. Our temple has been vegetarian all year round and has never done this before."

"Master, you are laughing. This is what I made at home. It tastes pretty good. We make a lot of it. I will ask the master to taste it and comment on it later."

The adults were all talking at this time, and it was not polite for Song Changyue to grab the conversation and pull Chang Yuqiao's arm.

Chang Yuqiao bent down, and Song Changyue said her thoughts in his ear.

"You little guy, after coming to Jinming Temple, you have become bolder and have more ideas. I will tell you."

"Thank you Dad."

Chang Yuqiao walked naturally to Song Tingran and said, "Madam, why don't we write down the making method of this steamed bun? The masters have been repairing it all year round, which is also hard work. A change of taste is something we like."

"It's a good idea, then do as you say."

The master also thanked Song Tingran and his family, and then left.

"That idea just now wasn't mine, it was my Yueyue's. She was too embarrassed to say, why don't you borrow it from me?" Chang Yuqiao said while making buns after seeing no outsiders.

"Dad, why did you say it? Don't say it, don't say it." Song Changyue felt embarrassed.

"Yueyue, our family is different from other families. From now on, you can just say it directly. It doesn't matter if you are wrong. You have to express it bravely." Shi Yan said softly.

Song Changyue laughed and licked his face, which was covered with flour. Next to him, Song Can added a few more flours, which made his face even more stained.

The two children got into a fight, and Song Lingjia ran over and shouted: "Sister Yueyue, let me help you." She said she was helping, but in fact, no one was helping. She wiped Song Changyue's face, and then gave Song Can Added a touch to his face.

Soon, the seven children were chasing each other.

Song Tingran was so dizzy from being surrounded by them that she said: "You are here, but it is causing trouble. Go to the entrance of the dining hall to play. The buns will be ready in a while. I told you not to run too far."

Song Can: "Okay, don't worry, mother."

Song Lingjia: "Yeah, yeah, yeah." He grabbed Song Qingyi and ran out without even having time to say a word.

Song Changyue: "Yeah."

Song Leyu and Shi Le'an washed their hands calmly, and after agreeing, they took Song Chuan, who was already minding his own business playing with dough, and went outside together.

As soon as the children left, the place suddenly became quiet.

Right at the entrance of the dining hall, seven cute babies were chasing each other and playing with each other. Their laughter was so clear that many passers-by couldn't help but take a look.

Several masters in monk's robes passed by. The children knew the rules, calmed down, and said hello to the masters.

Song Changyue didn't dare to look at it at first. He only raised his eyes and took a quick glance, and saw the young man who fought with him last night.

He was wearing a monk's robe today, standing behind several masters, and responded politely. When he saw Song Changyue, his eyes were calm, as if he didn't recognize him.

Until the masters all left, Song Changyue still hadn't recovered from his composure, looking at the backs of the masters in a daze.

Maybe, they just look alike, Song Changyue comforted herself.

After a while, Sang Cheng came over and asked the children to come in to eat. Two flavors of big buns were already placed on the table.

The seven children behaved themselves and did not take the initiative first. They did not take action until Song Tingran and her fathers started eating.

Here’s another one, it’s really delicious