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Chapter 380: Skills that Future Generations of Disciples Must Learn

Chapter 380: Skills that Future Generations of Disciples Must Learn It was rare that smoke appeared in the kitchen of Fuqiu Temple again, and the Taoists of Fuqiu Temple were also full of longing for the kitchen again. But this time is different from before - In the past, most of the time, there were only the junior sister and Lin Jue in the kitchen. The junior sister would light the fire and Lin Jue would cook. Only when Lin Jue asked the senior brothers to do something, they would come in and do what he said. Today, for the first meal after returning, the junior sister still lighted the fire and Lin Jue cooked, but there were three more little Taoist children around them. The disciple that Second Senior Brother had just accepted was called Yan Lingxiao, which was his last name and was also the name he gave to him. Because he was not familiar with Lin Jue yet and was very young, he was timid and dared not speak, so he just stood quietly by the side. But Ji Yin and Ji Yang talk a lot. "Uncle Nine, Uncle Nine, why don't we have Uncle Three?" "Ask your Eighth Uncle!" "Eighth Uncle, Eighth Uncle, why don't we have Third Uncle?" "Ask your Ninth Uncle."

"Why are you asking me? It's none of my business!" "what……" The two little Taoist boys were puzzled. "I know! It's because our master is just like Senior Ma from Jiandao Peak, who can't count!" Ji Yang said with certainty! "Snapped……" The junior sister patted his head. Ji Yang held his head, but became even more confused. The little sister had to think about it for a while before she said, "It's because your Third Uncle is a free-spirited person who likes to travel around the world. In addition, he was chased everywhere by a female ghost, and he has no fixed address, so he can only send letters to us, but we can't send letters to him. Therefore, he didn't know that we came back to reunite, so he didn't come back." Ji Yin and Ji Yang were stunned and thought about it seriously. "I was chased by a female ghost!" "very scary!" The two little Taoist boys quickly grasped the key point. But the kitchen soon became quiet. Because they saw that Eighth Uncle had already scooped up the flour. Ji Yin and Ji Yang had experienced this deeply and had already made up their minds - since the master couldn't do it, they could only do it themselves and they must learn well from their Eighth Uncle! Little Lingxiao didn't know all this. He only knew that the man called Master pushed him out and told him to study hard. He had no choice but to look up and watch as carefully as possible. One bowl of flour, two bowls of flour, three bowls of flour... Pour into a bowl. Added a little more salt.

The three Taoist boys watched eagerly. "Adding some salt to the flour can make the dough more elastic and tougher, and taste better. In short, it has many benefits." Lin Jue found their looks funny and explained, "Then we add a little water to the basin... Your master is really amazing. He wants to eat but doesn't want to learn, so he sends you out to do hard labor!" Ji Yin and Ji Yang didn't dare to say anything and just stared at him. Little Lingxiao scratched his head. As the explanation was being given, the dough was gradually kneaded, divided into small portions, covered with oil and placed aside. Lin Jue cut the winter bamboo shoots from the mountain and the bacon he brought back from the capital. He heard the words "start a fire" and the little junior sister who had been sitting in front of the stove waiting for a long time blew into the stove. With a whoosh, the firewood in the stove immediately ignited a raging flame. Heat the oil in the pan and the bacon slides down the edge of the pan, emitting a rich aroma with a sizzling sound. Seeing the slices of meat in the pot, the lean parts were getting redder and redder in the high temperature, and the fat was becoming translucent. Lin Jue stir-fried it a few times, flipped it with a spatula, scooped up three pieces and handed them to the three Taoist boys. The three Taoist boys were of different heights, but their movements were the same: they stood on wooden stakes or low stools, held the stove with their hands, and stared at him eagerly. "You are more diligent than your master today, and you have done a great job in managing the stove." Lin Jue said, "Thanks to you for holding the stove, otherwise it would have collapsed. According to the rules, you can eat before your master." "..." The three little Taoist boys looked at each other. The junior sister smiled—— Senior brother has developed a new reason. But looking at them, she knew what they were thinking. The chaos in the world today is even worse than it was ten years ago. Before Ji Yin and Ji Yang were accepted as apprentices by the eldest brother, they were apprentices trained by the opera troupe. Although they were only seven or eight years old, they had already started to study hard and do hard labor, and they lived a hard life every day. Ling Xiao was just sold by his family, and he was not from a wealthy family. They are just like their former selves. The rule that my senior brother mentioned before was that people in the kitchen have the right to taste the food first, especially children. I had never heard of this before and only learned about it from my senior brother. This is a completely different rule from the one down the mountain. Naturally, these three nephews had never heard of it. My first thought was that this would be disrespectful to the elders in the sect, and these three nephews would naturally think so too. The experience of being fed by her senior brother in the kitchen on the pretext of "tasting the saltiness first" has now become the most profound and beautiful memory in her heart. I think when the three little Taoist children grow up, this scene will probably be unforgettable in their hearts. The little sister couldn't help but think so when she saw the three Taoist boys reaching out their hands one by one, carefully picking up the slices of meat and putting them into their mouths. Just as she was thinking about it, another spatula with a piece of meat on it was extended in front of her. "You also made merit by lighting the fire." Not only her, but also the fox and the civet cat. They were licking each other's fur nearby. No one knew what they were doing, but they had done something good anyway and got a piece of meat to eat. When cooking in the mountains, he seemed like an ordinary Taoist who did not know how to practice Taoism or magic, just like before. Three meals a day, as well as grains and cereals, are all things that need to be prepared by oneself. Each disciple in the temple has his own strengths. For example, those who are good at ceramics have to make ceramic utensils according to the needs of their fellow disciples. Those who are good at cooking naturally have to prepare meals according to their fellow disciples' preferences, and think of ways to make them better.

It is indeed much more lively and warm with the disciples around. A pot of winter bamboo shoots and salty pork soup gradually boils until it turns white, with a glossy oily surface and exuding a rich, oily aroma. Lin Jue took out the dough again and asked the three little Taoist boys to wash their hands. Together with the little junior sister, they smoothed it out, stretched it wide, thin and big, until it looked like a blanket, threw it into the pot and let it float or sink. This is the dish that the seniors all ordered. The noodles were cooked, and the little sister brought bowls and placed them neatly on the stove. Lin Jue took charge of the cooking and began to serve one bowl to each person. The large, thin noodles were white as snow, floating in the white and glossy winter bamboo shoot and salted pork soup, sprinkled with a few chopped green onions, and then they were ready to be served. This is dinner tonight. By the time Lin Jue went out, it was already dark. There were mostly middle-aged Taoists outside the door. Some were carrying tables and chairs to the ancient pine trees, some were coming in to serve meals, some were coming to get chopsticks, and some were asking their apprentices if they had learned the magical skills of their Eighth Uncle. Others reached out to borrow the light from the evening glow and hung it under the pine branches for illumination. It looked like a lamp and the sun, casting a gradient of yellow and red, and in the white smoke rising from the blanket, it had a very worldly feel. "I declare that the method of making fu gai mian will become a skill that all future Fuqiu Peak disciples must learn, just like the art of walking with divine power!" Senior Brother Seven shouted while holding chopsticks, "Let's start with the next generation!" "You are amazing, Junior Brother." Senior Brother Six said, "If someone didn't know you, they would think you were the abbot." "Huh? Why does it sound like something Third Senior Brother would say?" "Hahaha……" "Eat, eat!" "Suck it!" "Junior brother, your skills are still as good as ever!" "Indeed! It still tastes exactly the same as it did back then!" "It's a pity that Third Senior Brother can't eat it!" "Is the third brother afraid of suffering outside?" "Who knows..." Just as I said this, I heard footsteps outside. To be precise, the fox heard it first. Just as it was about to taste the food, it suddenly turned its head to look outside, and then the clouded leopard and greyhound watching noticed it. "Tuk-tuk!" There was a knock on the door. "I go!" Ji Yang ran over first, only to hear someone outside the door asking if this was Fuqiu Temple on Fuqiu Peak. It turned out to be a letter delivery man! Everyone was very surprised and stood up to greet him.

He was a man dressed as a traveling merchant, wearing warm clothes but still shivering from the cold, with his lips black. He took out an envelope from his bosom, handed it to them, and was frightened by the clouded leopard in the pavilion. "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt anyone." "Yes Yes Yes……" The eldest brother took the envelope and then heard this man say: "I was originally a merchant traveling between Huizhou and Qinzhou. I accidentally encountered a monster in Ziyun County, northeast of Qinzhou. Fortunately, a Taoist priest helped me. When the Taoist priest heard that I was a Huizhou merchant, he asked me where I came from in Huizhou. Since my home is not far from Yi County, the Taoist priest asked me to help bring a letter here. This mountain is not easy to find. I took the wrong road and arrived here only now." Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. "Is the Taoist priest young or old?" "He was about thirty years old, quite heroic, and he was riding a horse with a large sword on it." "The third child..." As soon as everyone heard it, they knew it was the third senior brother they had been thinking about just now. Letters are difficult to deliver, so the messenger should not be negligent. Lin Jue saw that there was still a lot of noodles left in the pot, so he immediately asked his junior sister to get a bowl and invited the merchant to sit down and eat together. The eldest brother opened the letter and everyone looked on. At the same time, we are concerned about asking customers: "How did you meet that person? How is he? Oh, that's my third brother. I haven't seen him for several years. Can you tell us in detail?" "It was winter, the weather was bad, and it was cold and difficult to walk. I accidentally walked at night and encountered a monster. The monster claimed to be a celestial soldier under the seat of the Queen Mother of the East. It asked me to show the conversion documents of the Changsheng Sect, saying that only the followers of the Queen Mother of the East could walk at night. I had no idea about this and was embarrassed by it for a while. "It so happened that the Taoist priest was also walking at night and passed by there. "That Taoist priest is so chivalrous! And he has great skills! He summoned several heavenly soldiers and killed those monsters in one go!" The traveling merchant was shivering with cold as he held the bowl in his hand. He felt the warmth coming from it but did not eat immediately. Instead, he continued to tell the story. When he said this, he seemed to be relieved and excited about the scene, and his face turned red. "The Taoist priest looked nice, wearing a Taoist robe. I remember he looked healthy and talkative. “Oh yeah— "Beside him, there is a beautiful fairy in red!" "The woman in red?" Everyone couldn't help but look at each other. Especially Lin Jue and his junior sister, they had strange expressions on their faces, staring at each other, exchanging glances and thoughts. And Lin Jue remembered the words of "Empress Yaohua" - “It is fate and blessing, not disaster or misfortune. "Whether it is clever or ingenious, it is hard to tell at the moment."

I remember that when I heard it from Taoist Qingxuan before, they were one chasing and the other running away. I don't know how these two got together. "The believers have come from far away, so I think they are cold and hungry. Don't worry about anything else for now. This is the noodles my junior brother cooked for me. It's still hot. Fill your stomach and warm your body first." "Good good!" The traveling merchant was already extremely hungry, so he didn't say much when he heard this. He picked up the bowl and began to eat voraciously. The three little Taoist boys didn't know what they were looking at, or why they were so interested in a letter. This was the adults' business and had nothing to do with them, so they just held their bowls and ate with big mouthfuls. Not only the Taoist boy was surprised, the traveling merchant was also shocked. I just felt that the noodles in the bowl were thin and chewy, and the soup was delicious but not too stimulating. It looked simple, but it was actually very sophisticated. There were bamboo shoots and meat in it, which was quite rich. The noodles were full of soup, steaming hot, and I felt a light comfort in my stomach. I finished half a bowl without realizing it. This Taoist temple is remote, but the food is so delicious! And looking at the bench next to it, on the ground - Even the clouded leopards, greyhounds, foxes and cats in the temple eat this kind of food. (End of this chapter)