The villain is invincible

Chapter 169 Tofu Spirit Pill

I saw that the little monk looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a round face, compassion in his face, and a naturally friendly smile.

No matter how you look at it, you are all monks who have a relationship with Buddha.

Hmm... Wuhua unexpectedly felt close to her for no reason.

"The name of the little monk?"

Mai Fan smiled and sang a promise to Wu Hua: "My little monk, I have met Brother Wu Hua."

"When I was in Chang'an, my senior brother once told me that it is Songshan Shaolin, the most powerful sect in Jianghu."

"It's not just martial arts that are famous all over the world, but also the compassionate Buddhist thought."

"The little monk didn't believe it at first. My senior brother is the best among the monks. How could he be inferior to the monks from Mount Song?"

"But today I saw Senior Brother Wuhua, wow, this little monk understands what a frog at the bottom of a well is."

"Senior Brother Wuhua's demeanor is not inferior to that of Xiaoseng's senior brother."

"It's really hopeful but vulgar, and I'm happy to see it."

"My little monk feels that the days of practicing in Shaolin will definitely not be boring."

The little monk's eyes are sly, but his inner quality is very clear.

Wuhua is originally a person of unparalleled intelligence, so he naturally has a good impression of the clever and clever Liaofan.

He said to Fireworker Toutuo: "Did the younger brother talk to the master and host?"

Fireworker Toutuo shook his head, with a look of fear on his face: "No, this little monk met me by chance on the road. Before I had time to go to the front yard, I heard the little monk said that I was hungry."

"Toutuo thought, give him a whole mouthful of food first."

Wu Hua looked at the bowl of Vegetarian Tofu just out of the pan, and nodded: "If it's this dish, it can be made."

"Junior brother, you are very lucky. Brother's culinary skills, there is a dish that I learned from this Toutuo."

so good?
Mai Fan's eyes lit up, and the fireworker Toutuo showed a smug look on his face. He turned around and went to a thick wooden rice bucket, added a bowl of rice to Mai Fan, and pushed the bowl of tofu in front of Mai Fan: "Eat!" Come on! Are you hungry?"

Mai Fan swallowed, picked up the crispy tofu that was first fried and then slipped, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Fireworker Toutuo at the side hurriedly reminded: "Be careful...it's hot!"

After the job was over, Mai Fan opened his mouth in a huff and twirled the piece of tofu in his mouth, but he was blushing from being scalded, and he couldn't bear to spit the mouthful of tofu into the bowl.

It was delicious.

This tofu should be fried in fragrant oil, the hollow in the middle has just expanded, and the inner core of the tofu has become more tender.

Obviously it is a typical northern marinated tofu, but it is so tender that it is as smooth as curd like southern tofu.

The outer layer is rolled three times at high temperature to form a crispy crust like a shortbread.

Because of the tightness and tenacity of soy products, when Mai Fan wanted to eat, the bean curd gave him a few times to fight back.

This back and forth squeezing squeezed all the juice in the tofu core into the mouth.

The vegetable juice made from carrots, small rapeseed and mung bean sprouts is mixed with the aroma of sesame oil and bean dregs, forming a wonderful neutralization of vegetables that are cleared of fishy smell and covered with bean fragrance.

Let a dish that is obviously simple and even hopeless achieve a delicate and precise balance in taste.

Let Mai Fan put a mouthful of tofu in his mouth, followed by three full mouthfuls of rice, and the freshness left by this dish.

"Phew! It's really enjoyable! Brother Toutuo's cooking skills are even better than the largest vegetarian restaurant in Chang'an City."

"If the senior brother is not a person who is dedicated to the Buddha, he might be scrambled for by the shopkeepers of the various restaurants in Chang'an City."

After saying this, Mai Fan also ignored the two Raiders in front of him.

Eating is the biggest meal in the world, and with his mouthful of tofu in his stomach, Mai Fan has already felt that his tavern is running again.

Inferior spirit pills: consumption of spirit power +1
Yes, in front of other attributes with a total base of 1, this mental power, which belongs to the category of intelligence, seems to be self-contained.

In the previous opening, each pill can bring Mai Fan a 0.5 mental power bonus. After taking 10 pills, his current mental power is already 10 (initial) + 5.

But now, in Shaolin Temple, eating the tofu of Huo Gong Toutuo, a pill can give him a 1.
麦凡看着进度条上的（11/30）他推测，在这个寺庙中，他的精神力最少能延展成10+5+10
So, what is more important for him to eat tofu.

"Hey! I said, Brother Wuhua, you can make it easy for me to find...the host is looking for you"

A young disciple rushed to the door, but saw a strange scene.

Two monks, one thick and one thin, were watching the little monk eating with a smile on his face.

Because of his interruption, the young monk who had buried his head in his meal poked his head out of the bowl, and smiled at the three people in front of the door: "Young monk is full."

"Senior Brother Wuhua, I heard that the host is looking for you, so I would like to ask you to introduce me to the monk."

The smile was so innocent that one couldn't bear to refuse his request.

"Then come with me!"

Senior Brother Wuhua seemed gentle, but in reality he was very difficult to get close to. Now he was willing to take the young monk to meet the host himself, which made the senior brother who notified couldn't help but look at the young monk several times.

It doesn't look like a monk in the temple. Could it be that he is the lover of some eminent monk?

When Wuhua took Mai Fan to the host's side, after a while, the little monk came out again.

The senior brother who was waiting outside asked, sure enough, this is a monk who is not long in Shaolin Temple to receive foreign scripture study and practice.

Don't look at the martial monks in Shaolin Temple who are in power, they have kung fu from top to bottom.

Buddhist temples, under the Buddha's sect, are basically still above the enlightenment of Buddhist scriptures.

Now I heard that this junior brother came out to study because the Buddhist principles of Huichang Temple could no longer meet his current progress.

The brother who led the way had a better attitude towards Mai Fan.

"Huichang Temple also has a unique technique for self-defense, right?"

Mai Fan shook his head: "I have never learned half a degree of martial arts."

The monk's face was full of shock: "Then how did you pass through these regions alone?"

Mai Fan smiled: "All the dangers turned into good fortunes along the way are all thanks to the blessing of the Buddha!"

I am a monk, I believe you.

When Mai Fan was led to the Zen room where he was staying, Wu Hua had another conversation with the host in the room.

"This little junior brother will follow you to practice. In terms of comprehension of Buddhist scriptures, you can be called the leader of the younger generation."

"Among our peers in the temple, you are the only one who can convince this little monk."

Wuhua was a little puzzled: "What does the host mean?"

The Shaolin abbot nodded: "Do you know how the abbot of Huichang Temple described this little monk in the letter that he handed over to me?"

"He said that after being enlightened by the Buddha, he was born knowing it, and after enlightenment, he was extremely intelligent, and he could understand Buddhist scriptures at a glance."

"Other monks have recited the scriptures for more than ten years, but it only took half a year for this one to master it."

(End of this chapter)