Chapter 295

Tangning didn't know anything about their side, and she never thought that the Night King Mo Ye, who she considered him as her brother, actually had a different idea for her.

At this time, after she finished shopping, it was already too late. It was rare for her to come down, and she knew to Han who was beside her: "Let's go to the stall over there to eat something and go back! It's just in time to rest."

Han Zhi glanced at the stall on the roadside and said, "Master, the roadside stall is crowded with people, why don't you go to the teahouse or restaurant?" Even though the master is now a little monk, he is also from a noble family. Can you go to the roadside stalls where the three religions and nine streams gather!

"You don't have to worry about it when you go out, and the food in the stall is sometimes even better than the food in the restaurant. Let's go! There are a lot of customers in the stall in front, and the food should be good. Let's go there to eat." Tangning said with a smile. Take a step and walk forward.

"Yes." Han Zhi had no choice but to follow her to the stall.

When a few men sitting at a table saw the little monk walking over, they asked with a smile, "Little monk, are you alms?"

"No." Tangning smiled back and sat down at an empty table, "I'm here to eat."

"What do you want to eat, little master?"

A woman came over and asked with a kind smile. While pouring a cup of tea for Tangning, she said, "We have rice and vegetables here, as well as some home-made snacks, all of which are grown in our own fields. , things are not expensive."

Hearing this, Tangning thought for a while before saying, "Then bring me two bowls of rice, stir fry two or three small dishes, and then have a meat dish and some snacks." After speaking, she asked with a smile, "Is there any soup? ?"

"Yes, is egg drop soup okay?" The woman asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes," Tangning nodded with a smile, and beckoned Hanzhi, "Sit down! How can you eat while standing there."

Seeing this, Han Zhi walked up to the table and sat down. Perhaps it was because of the more attractive aura on his body that the men who had wanted to chat with the little monk for a while looked at Han Zhi and did not speak again.

It was the woman's husband who cooked the dishes. He was skillful in stir-frying. After a while, a few dishes were ready.

"The dish is here." The woman brought the dish to the table, and after a while, she cut a plate of braised pork on the table, brought them two thick bowls of rice, and finally served an egg drop soup.

Looking at the simple and fragrant food, Tangning narrowed her eyes with a smile, and said to Han Zhi, "Look, these dishes are not inferior to restaurants, they smell delicious, and the portions are quite generous!" While speaking, she took a piece of marinated pork and put it in her mouth and ate it, her small mouth was bulging and eating, just like a little squirrel, it was very eye-catching.

Han Zhi looked at the big thick bowl of rice and the master who was immersed in eating, so he also picked up the chopsticks and ate the vegetables.

"Little monk, you are a monk, why are you still eating meat dishes?" An old man at the other table asked with a smile when he saw the little monk's mouth full of oil.

After Tangning took a bite of the rice, she said, "Old man, you don't understand. As the saying goes, the meat and wine pass through the intestines, and the Buddha will keep it in his heart!"

Hearing the words, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "There is a saying that the wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha will keep it in his heart!"