Tang Seng is a cook

Wukong quietly went back to the house, came to the bed, saw that the master was breathing evenly and was soundly asleep, so he gently picked up his master's wrist and looked at it carefully. The hole is an inch long, if it is deeper, it will cut through the blood.

The wound should have healed, but at this time it was slightly red and swollen, probably because of the bath before.

The monkey wanted to touch it, but held back, looked up at the master, because Tang Seng had a wound on his head, and Tang Seng slept with his head tilted unconsciously for the past two days, so as not to press on the wound, so the inch-long cut on his head At a glance, the monkey saw it. It was when he was fighting the tiger that he shocked the master off the horse.

The Great Sage was upset, his eye circles were red, but he didn't cry, he followed Ao Yu's example, turned himself into a little monkey, climbed onto the bed, lifted the quilt, retracted into the master's arms, and grabbed the master Clothes, sobbing a few times, after a while, also fell into a deep sleep.

Haven't had a dream since.

The next morning, Zhuang Fan woke up from the pressure, lifted the quilt, straightened his neck and took a look, there was a fat little monkey lying on his chest, and when he poked his head, there was a little dragon coiled around his stomach!

The two little ones lay on the master's body and fell asleep very soundly, snoring loudly.

Who are these two?Bring back Monkey King and White Dragon Horse from his childhood memories! ! !

Zhuang Fan sighed and put his head back on the hard pillow. He just said that he had a nightmare last night. He dreamed that all kinds of big goblins came to eat him. Far away, the Buddha fell down and wanted Wuzhi Mountain to crush the monkey. His head was hot, he rushed up to pick up Wukong and ran away, but he couldn't run fast. He was so anxious that he was crushed under the mountain with the monkey!

This night, he was almost exhausted!

These two brats!No wonder he dreamed that he was pressing down on the bottom of the mountain, so he couldn't breathe!

Zhuang Fan first reached out and moved Ao Yu to the mattress. Seeing that Ao Yu hadn't woken up and was snoring loudly, he turned over lightly, and Wu Kong, the trumpet, also slid down, but his hands were still holding on to the collar of his master's shirt. Fan quietly smoked several times before he pulled it out.

When he regained his freedom, Zhuang Fan lowered his head and took a look, oh, the little Monkey King is so cute, he's hairy and fat, with his two little fists raised high, his belly heaving and falling, and he's sleeping soundly.

Zhuang Fan couldn't help but rubbed the little monkey in his arms, kissed the top of the head twice, and then let go with a guilty conscience. Seeing that the disciples were not awake, he covered them with quilts lightly, got out of bed and picked up his shoes and coat, quietly opened the door and went out.

Go to bed early, get up early, at this time it is twilight, the rooster has not crowed and the birds have not risen, the air is cold, and Zhuang Fan's nose is a little stuffy when he is stimulated by the air-conditioning. He put on his shoes and clothes in a daze, stood Close your eyes in the corridor and do a chest expansion exercise to deepen your breathing~

Why is there such a strong fishy smell?

Zhuang Fan rubbed his eyes, opened them for a look, drink!A yard of big tanks!

What the hell?

Zhuang Fan took a closer look: fish, shrimps and crabs, clams and sea cucumbers, scallops and sea urchins, all kinds of seafood, you name it!

Zhuang Fan's hometown is not by the seaside, and his university work is in the provincial capital. Although he has been to the seaside a few times, he really can't recognize all these sea things. Mr. Zhuang is a little confused to build such a yard so suddenly.

Just because he said yesterday that Ao Yu was too edible, this guy moved the seafood wholesale market here?

This bear boy!

These fresh seafood are still kept in the sea water, and they are alive and kicking after most of the night, but it is a pity that they can't finish a meal.

Early in the morning, Zhuang Fan thought about it, let's cook a seafood porridge. The brats didn't know how late they were, and they seemed to be staying in bed. It just so happened that the porridge would be delicious after a while.

When the old city owner Zhao came yesterday, the innkeeper took advantage of the refreshments to ask the waiter in the shop to fill up the kitchen in the small courtyard. There were clean pots and pans, and there were also high-quality rice. Tea cakes, fresh fruits and vegetables, and various seasonings are all available.

Also because of this, Tang Seng and his disciples didn't go to the kitchen to ask for food yesterday evening, and the shopkeeper Zhao didn't dare to send someone to disturb him.

Zhuang Fan looked around in the small kitchen, and couldn't help sighing, the ancients said that people should not be judged by their appearance, but they don't know that this city and place can't be judged by their appearance, and they say that people are poor, their products are barren, their economy is not prosperous, and they can't produce good things. , That's because you didn't go to the right place.

Shopkeeper Zhao really spent a lot of money on the monk, but Zhuang Fan didn't want to take advantage of him, so he accepted it very calmly, so he just sighed and went to wash and cook.

The small kitchen is a stove. Before Zhuang Fan went to university, the stove used at home was not different from this one. He also used it, but the first thing to start the fire was a match, and then a lighter. Here, a scythe is used. .

Zhuang Fan squatted there, groaning and beating for a long time, almost hitting the belly of his green finger, so he lit the fire, boiled a large pot of water, washed the rice, added salt and sesame oil to soak it, and when the water boiled, he picked it first. seafood.

With a basin in his hand, Zhuang Fan found a tank and poked his head at random, looking at the sea cucumbers at a glance, but it would take a day or two to eat them after they were cleaned up. Zhuang Fan thought about it and decided to choose After it came out and put it in the basin, it will be sent out as soon as it comes out. Anyway, I originally planned to live here for a few days.

Zhuang Fan's eyes lit up when he brought out a few big squids while fishing for sea cucumbers, he knew these things too!Eat it often!love to eat!tasty!

The ones in a hurry also put them in the basin, and then picked some prawns and clams that Zhuang Fan knew and loved, and caught a few crabs, filling a large basin, Zhuang Fan felt it was enough, so he went back Under the kitchen.

Ao Yu's bastard, Zhuang Fan thought that he couldn't make enough for him to eat. Anyway, there were several big tanks of seafood. If he was not full, he would ask Ao Yu to eat it raw!

Zhuang Fan also made seafood porridge for himself several times. Among these ingredients, only live squid was left unpacked by Zhuang Fan, but he still knew where to eat squid. After fighting for a long time, the squid flower was finally cut up.

The crab was shelled and gills removed, and cut into small pieces. The crab was so big that Zhuang Fan didn't recognize it. Anyway, it was very fresh.

The sea cucumbers need to be soaked, but after Zhuang Fan processed them, they were thrown away. There are so many delicious ones, and they are all the same.

The clams were clean, without any silt, so Zhuang Fan washed them and used them directly.

All kinds of ingredients were cleaned up, and the rice was soaked. The cauldron had already been replaced with a pot of water and boiled again. Zhuang Fan threw the rice into the pot.

The shrimps and crabs changed color, the clams opened their mouths, and the house was gradually filled with aroma. After a while, the porridge was ready, Zhuang Fan turned on the fire, and went for a walk in the yard again, planning to get a fish to eat.

When he saw the fatty hairtail in the tank, he picked it up to have a look, drank it, and was alive and kicking, which simply violated his worldview of more than 20 years in his previous life!This unscientific!

Do you want to talk about the pressure of the deep sea?

But when I think about it, he is here to cook breakfast for a monkey and a dragon, so don't talk about science and unscientific, just pretend that you don't know Newton at all!Just eat fried hairtail!

Without further ado, I fished out a few fish, chopped off the fish head, cut open the belly, cleaned it, cut it off and dried it.

I went to the small kitchen and saw a can of vegetable oil. I lit the stove, heated up the oil, and prepared the ingredients. After a while, a large plate of fried hairtail was ready.

Pick up some grapes, melons and fruits, and have a breakfast with meat and vegetables, high protein and low fat, it can't be healthier.

Zhuang Fan saw that the sky was already bright, the rooster had already crowed, the birds had already eaten, and there were people's voices around, so he went to ask his apprentices to get up and eat.

He came to the bed and saw that chubby little monkey was still on the bed, lying on his side, holding his junior in his arms, wrapped in the quilt, sleeping soundly.

Zhuang Fan patted the little fat fart of the big apprentice: "Wukong, get up and eat~"

He poked Ao Yu again, but unfortunately that lazy bastard didn't know how naughty he was last night, and he couldn't wake up after poking him, so Zhuang Fan asked him to go to sleep, since there was nothing to do in the morning anyway.

The little monkey was woken up, rubbed his eyes, lost his junior in a daze, and came to reach out for a hug, coquettishly coquettish and coquettish.

Zhuang Fan was so adorable that he didn't care that the fat monkey was at least 800 years old. He stretched out his hands, pinched Wukong, and hugged the little monkey in his arms with all his strength.

Wukong didn't wake up at all, he was jittering, his head was nestled on his master's neck, one arm was around his master's neck, and the other was rubbing his eyes.

Like coaxing a child, Zhuang Fan hugged the little monkey and walked out, taking Wukong's chubby paw while walking: "Dirty, don't rub it."

He looked like his apprentice was only three years old.

Fortunately, when the cold wind blew outside the house, the monkey immediately recovered, blushed, and opened his mouth in a soft voice: "Master, let me go on my own~"

Zhuang Fan put him down, and as soon as the monkey landed on the ground, it disappeared with a whistling sound.

Zhuang Fan shouted from behind: "Wash your face and wash your hands before eating!" The wicked master smiled and went to the kitchen by himself.

Zhuang Fan lifted the pot, tasted the salt and added salt, and when he felt it was suitable, he chopped the onion and ginger, and sprinkled it after the porridge was served.

He himself doesn't like to eat ginger. The ginger has been cut into big slices. When the time comes to borrow the taste, the ginger slices are still in the bowl at the end of the meal.

But for Wukong's bowl, he prepared ginger cut into dices so that the children would not be picky eaters.

Who told him to handle the spoon by himself? There's no reason for it!

After a while, Wukong returned to his original body, dressed neatly, and came to the kitchen with steam on his face. His face was serious, and Zhuang Fan didn't tease his apprentice anymore, so as not to choke on the meal.

There is a small dining table in the small kitchen, which was originally used to put vegetables temporarily. It was cold, and Zhuang Fan didn't like to toss around, so he moved a few stools to eat directly in the hot kitchen, which was also very good.

Zhuang Fan was afraid that the monkeys would not be used to the freshness of seafood, so he didn't fill the first bowl too much for him. He mixed green onion and ginger, so as not to burn him, he said, "Eat slowly!"

The monkey scratched the back of his head, this bowl was too small, and his appetite was incomparable with the two big tiger legs his master gave him the day before, but he didn't dare to pour it into his mouth. He ate soup cakes yesterday, and he sucked it a little faster After some time, the master asked him to eat slowly and reminded him several times, so that he dared not eat after only one bowl.

Zhuang Fan looked at his apprentice holding the chopsticks and drinking the porridge awkwardly. It was the first time for the monkey to drink seafood porridge. Seeing that he was eating happily, Zhuang Fan couldn't help smiling, and removed the bones from the fried octopus and put it in the monkey bowl.

After the monkey finished eating the bowl, he refilled it twice, and ate half of the hairtail fish. Zhuang Fan touched his belly and saw that the drum was swelling, so he stopped letting him eat, brought him some fruit, and drove him out. out of the house to play.

Zhuang Fan just sat down by himself, first recited a few words of Buddha, then grabbed the chopsticks in fear, and drank a mouthful of porridge, afraid that if he ate meat, the Bodhisattva would jump out!

As a result, I swallowed a mouthful of porridge, oh my god!It's so delicious!Greedy Fan burst into tears!The seafood brought by Ao Yu is really fresh! ! !

Anyway, the one who broke the precept was a mortal!Zhuang Fan didn't know where the logic came from, so he put a piece of octopus in his mouth...

ah!Life!Great satisfaction! ! !

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, full of flavor!He really wants to call this hairtail! ! !

The Bodhisattva didn't know that Zhuang Fan had broken the precepts, but the star-lord on duty saw it all.

The star king on duty didn't dare to come out to stop Tang Seng, the little guardian god next to him had warned him, it would be no good to offend Yudi and be careful in the future!I could only wipe off the sweat from my brow, and ran to the South China Sea to report to Guanyin: "Bodhisattva, something is wrong!"

Not long after Guanyin came back, she was admiring the lotus, and said impatiently, "Take medicine pills when you are sick, spend gold when you have no money, and kill monsters when you meet them! What can be wrong!?"

Little god Ding Mao was timid and trembling at the moment: "Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, that that Tang Yudi, he, he, he, he is eating seafood!"

Guanyin was leaning forward to smell the fragrance of the lotus, and said casually: "Nonsense, Liangjie Mountain is thousands of miles away from the sea, where does he get seafood!"

Ding Mao's little god wiped his sweat: "Yes, the third prince Ao Yu went to the West Sea in the middle of the night to get it back!" Much better!

Guanyin reached out to pick off the lotus, and walked towards the house with her hands in her hands: "Oh, don't tell me, the West Sea has no other benefits, but the seafood is worth mentioning."

He used to always eat it back then, but now he is so busy every day that his appetite has faded.

The little god Dingmao was dumbfounded, and the dragon girl accompanying the Bodhisattva saw that Guanyin had gone far, and dragged the little god Dingmao out: "You are not stupid, as long as the Tang monk can go to the West to learn scriptures, you don't care what he eats, he just wants to eat." Eating peacocks, as long as he can get it, it is his ability to eat it! There will be more roads in the barren mountains and mountains. Don’t you let him hunt and eat meat, let him starve to death on the way? Don’t learn the scriptures?”

At the gate of the Purple Bamboo Forest, the Dragon Girl pushed Ding Mao Xiaoshen out: "Don't pay attention to those details! Do you know? By the way, Ao Yu brought a lot of seafood?"

Little God Ding Mao nodded foolishly, Longnu rolled her eyes and hooked her little finger: "Come here with your ears!"

The little god Ding Mao leaned over blankly, and the dragon girl whispered: "I've been away from home for a long time, and I haven't smelled seafood for a long time, you go and come back quickly, and bring me some seafood, whatever you want!"

Ding Mao, who was hit hard, ran a few times in a daze.

When Ao Yu woke up, the seafood porridge was gone, and the seafood was also missing a lot.

Crying bag cry!

The author has something to say:

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1. Avalokitesvara's serious face: All actions are aimed at quick learning and success!All actions are based on the highest standard of Buddhist scriptures service!All actions are subject to the command of the scripture learning team!

I don't listen to other reports!

2. Zhuang Fan is ashamed: Today’s more changes, more than 1000 more~ Well, there is no more changes, and the old pit needs to be filled

It’s okay to read a scripture for everyone: once you write a comment, you will get rich and collect a little bit, you will definitely get rich. What do I wish?

3. No one can act like a baby, sometimes there is just no one who can make you act like a baby

So what, if you need it, I can do it too, spoiled!