Tang Ning didn't know about the things on their side, and he would never have thought that Mo Ye, the night king she regarded him as a brother, actually had different thoughts about her.

At this time, after she finished shopping, it was already too late, and it was rare to come down, so she knew to the cold beside her: "Let's go to the stall over there to eat something and then go back!" It's just a good time to rest. ”

Han Zhi glanced at the roadside stall and said, "Master, the roadside stall has a lot of 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, how can he go to that kind of roadside stall where the three sects and nine streams gather!

"You don't have to worry so much about going out, and the things in the stalls are sometimes better than those in the restaurants, let's go! There were a lot of customers at the stall in front, and the food should be good, so we went there to eat. Tang Ning said with a smile and walked forward with a step.

"Yes." Han Zhi was helpless, so he had to follow her to the stall.

A few men sitting at a table saw the little monk coming over, so they asked with a smile: "Little monk, what is the fate?" ”

"It's not." Tang Ning smiled back, came to an empty table and sat down, and said, "I'm here to eat." ”

"What do you want to eat?"

A woman walked over, asked with a friendly smile, poured a cup of tea for Tang Ning, and said, "We have food and vegetables here, as well as some home-made snacks, the dishes are all grown in our own fields, and the things are not expensive." ”

Hearing this, Tang Ning thought for a while, and said, "Then bring me two bowls of rice, stir-fry two or three side dishes, and then a meat dish and some snacks." As she spoke, she smiled again and asked, "Is there any soup?" ”

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

"Yes, you can." Tang Ning nodded with a smile and beckoned to Han Zhi: "Sit down!" How to eat while standing there. ”

Seeing this, Han Zhi stepped forward and sat down at the table. Maybe it was because the aura on his body was more attractive, so that the men who originally wanted to chat with the little monk didn't talk anymore after looking at Han Zhi a few times.

It was the woman's husband who stir-fried the dishes, skillfully stir-frying, and a few dishes were fried in a while, which was simple, not as delicate as the restaurant, but a few small dishes that were very homely.

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

Looking at the simple and fragrant meals, Tang Ning smiled and narrowed his eyes, and said to Han Zhi: "Look, these dishes are not inferior to the restaurant, they smell very good, and the portion is still very large!" As she spoke, she took a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into her mouth to eat, and her small mouth puffed up and flared, like a little squirrel, which 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 do you still eat meat dishes?" An old man at the other table couldn't help but smile and ask when he saw that the little monk was eating a mouth full of oil.

After Tang Ning took a bite of rice, he said: "Old man, you don't understand, the so-called wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart!" ”

When the old man heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "A good sentence of wine and meat has passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart!" ”