Chapter 1112

Yan Tao's eyebrows frowned slightly, but she had forgotten about it.

"Tell me, what can be done about this?"

Wuchen pondered for a moment, then met the young man's expectant gaze, "I thought about it for a while, maybe search..."

Yan Tao pricked up his ears.

"It's unlikely that you'll find any meat."

Wuchen answered seriously.

Yan Tao......

"But I have a way to solve this problem."

Yan Tao: "Huh?"

“Order takeout!”

Wu Chen: "There are cables in Taizi Mountain for tourists to go up and down the mountain. If you pay extra, you can have people deliver the food directly."

Xiaoqi: What kind of cool operation is this...

"Then just order takeout."

Therefore, the delivery boy almost collapsed when he received the order.

How come there are so many people in this world, and you’ve already reached the top of the mountain, why are you ordering takeout? Damn it!

The delivery boy hesitated between the generous tip and the top of the mountain.

Sure enough, I chose to deliver food.

Just kidding, I'll cover his labor fee for a week.

The takeaway boy also has a little thought: I really want to see who will come to the top of the mountain to order takeaway!

He followed the address and found it, and to his surprise, he discovered that it was the famous Taoist temple in the imperial capital.

Although everyone uses mobile phones to pay online these days, Taoist orders takeout.

Tm I’m still a little disillusioned!

The delivery boy shook his head and made a dedicated call to inform the other party that he was at the door.

Not long after, the door was pushed open with a "squeak".

The little brother raised his head and showed his signature smile, "Hello, this is what you ordered -"

I saw a young and handsome monk walking out of the door, with a graceful demeanor and an extraordinary temperament.

Wearing a simple plain-colored monk's robe, he lowered his head and smiled gently at the younger brother, "Thank you very much, donor, for this trip."

The delivery boy felt a little dizzy.

wait wait wait.

He took a step back and looked up at the Qingyang Guan plaque hanging on the top of the red lacquered wooden door to make sure he was on the right track.

Why, can monks be ordained and practice in Taoist temples these days?

Wuchen took the thing from the delivery boy's hand, nodded slightly and smiled.

The delivery boy reflexively said, "Can you please give me a five-star review?"

"Can."

Wuchen closed the door.

The delivery boy stood at the door, feeling that his three views had been subverted.

He turned around silently and left.

Wuchen carried something to the small kitchen with one hand, took a sneak peek behind him to see if there was anyone, lowered his voice and said, "Please keep your voice down, don't get discovered."

This is a Taoist temple after all.

Yan Tao crossed his arms and leaned lazily against the door. He glanced at the guilty monk and chuckled, "Aren't you a monk too?"

"I practice Mahayana Buddhism, which is different from Hinayana Buddhism. I have many fasting rules."

"Cultivation is in the heart, why bother to stick to external things."

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "How did I hear that your senior brother doesn't eat meat?"

Wuchen coughed lowly and immediately changed the subject, "I paid for the food."

Yan Tao: "So?"

Wuchen smiled and said: "I will also have a share of the meal."

"Then go and wash the dishes."

Yan Tao rolled up his sleeves and opened fire.

"Brother Wuchen, brother Wuchen!"

Qingling floated in like a gust of wind, and the Taoist priest's bun on the top of his head was messy. It stood precariously in the center, but it was crooked.

The little face is flushed and very cute.