Yan Tao's eyebrows frowned slightly, but she forgot about this stubble.

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

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

Yan Tao pricked up his ears.

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

Wuchen answered seriously.

Yan Tao ......

"But I have a solution to this problem."

Yan Tao: "Huh? ”

"Order takeout!"

Dust-free: "There are cables in Taizi Mountain for visitors to go up and down the mountain, and if you add money, you can ask someone to send the food directly." ”

Xiao Qi: What kind of operation is this......

"Then order takeout."

Yes, when the takeaway brother received the order, he almost collapsed.

How can there be everyone in this world, you have run to the top of the mountain, what kind of takeaway do you order!

The takeaway guy wandered between the generous tip and the top of the mountain.

Sure enough, I chose to deliver food.

Just kidding, top him up for a week's labor expenses.

The takeaway brother also has a careful thought: Lao Tzu really wants to see who can run to the top of the mountain to order takeout!

He followed the address all the way to the past, and found that it was actually a prestigious Taoist temple in the imperial capital.

Although everyone uses mobile phones to pay online these days, the Taoist viewpoint is takeaway.

Tm is still a little disillusioned!

The takeaway guy shook his head and made a professional phone call to inform the other party that he had arrived at the door.

After a while, the door was pushed open with a "squeak".

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

I saw a young and handsome monk coming out of the door, with a graceful demeanor and a dusty temperament.

He put on a simple plain monk's robe, lowered his head and smiled gently at the little brother, "Thank you for this trip." ”

The takeaway guy felt a little dizzy.

And so on, and so on.

He took a step back and looked up at the Qingyang Temple plaque hanging on the top of the red lacquered wooden door, making sure that he had made no mistake.

Why, have monks been able to shave and practice in Taoist temples these years?

Wuchen took the things in the takeaway brother's hand, and smiled lightly.

The takeaway brother reflexively spoke: "Can you please give a five-star review?" ”

"Yes."

Dust-free closing door.

The takeaway brother stood at the door, only to feel that his three views had been subverted.

He turned silently and left.

Wuchen carried things to the small kitchen with one hand, sneaked a look at whether there was anyone behind him, and lowered his voice to speak, "You can be quiet, don't be discovered." ”

This is a Taoist temple.

Yan Tao clasped his hands around his chest, leaned lazily on the edge of the door, glanced at the monk who was a thief, and chuckled, "Aren't you also a monk?" ”

"I practice Mahayana Buddha, not like Hinayana Buddha, and there are many rules for fasting."

"Cultivation is in the heart, why bother with 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 topic, "I paid for the dishes." ”

Yan Tao: "So what? ”

Wuchen smiled and said, "I also have a share of the rice." ”

"Then you go wash the dishes."

Yan Tao rolled up his sleeves and fired.

"Brother Dustless, Brother Dustless!"

Qingling floated in like a gust of wind, and the Taoist priest's hair bun on the top of his head was messy by him, and it was staggering in the center, but it was crooked.

The little blushing is very cute.

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