There is a home in the depths of the white clouds

"The chef's junior brother of the old monk was an apprentice of an imperial cook back then. He liked to cook vegetarian dishes since he was a child. When the old monk became a monk, he followed him. He has been cooking for the old monk all the time. The ones in the temple's vegetarian room are all They are his disciples and grandchildren." Master Zhikong introduced triumphantly: "These four dishes are all his specialties, and he usually dislikes troublesome dishes, so he usually doesn't cook them. Even if he does, he only cooks two dishes. This time I can take it all out to entertain you, so it can be seen that he is also like the old man, optimistic about you, boy."

Wu Youwei kept eating, so busy that he couldn't even tell the story, but seeing the old monk so complacent, he not only gave him a blow: "Can he be a Dinghu Shangsu?

Master Jikong choked: "Dinghu Shangsu?"

"Yes!" This time it was Wu Youwei who was proud of himself: "One of the best vegetarian dishes, a big dish!"

"I've never heard of it before. Are you fooling me?" Master Ji Kong looked at Wu Youwei suspiciously.

"I don't dare to fool you, I have eaten it, but it was a vegetarian dish made by a traveling monk from Guangdong and Guangxi. It was very delicious!" Wu Youwei knew that vegetarian dishes on Dinghu Lake are a characteristic of Guangdong. One of the famous traditional dishes, it belongs to one of Cantonese vegetarian recipes. Shangsu means advanced cuisine.

"Dinghu Shangsu" is a famous dish of Guangzhou Caigenxiang Vegetarian Restaurant.

Wu Youwei said: "It is said that there is a mountain in the northeast of Zhaoqing, Guangdong, and there is a lake on the top of the mountain named "Dinghu". Later generations renamed it "Dinghu" according to the myth of the Yellow Emperor casting a tripod."

It is said that this dish of Dinghu Shangsu was created by an old monk of Qingyun Temple in Dinghushan, Zhaoqing, Guangdong, during the Yongli period of the Ming Dynasty.The characteristics of Dinghu Shangsu: It is fresh, tender, smooth and fragrant when eaten, and it is a top-grade vegetarian dish.

Yongli is the year name of Zhu Youlang, the emperor of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

Nansha Sanyu's "Nanming Unofficial History" volume records: Zhu Youlang is the grandson of Shenzong of the Ming Dynasty. He was granted the title of King Yongming in Chongzhen, and then inherited the Guifan and then the Datong. "Calendar" is designated as the year name.

On June 1662, 6 (April 1, the 16th year of the Yongli calendar), Zhu Youlang was strangled by Wu Sangui in Kunming.

From Zheng Chenggong's recovery of Taiwan in the 16th year of the Yongli calendar (1662) to December of the 37th year of the Yongli calendar (1683) when Zheng Keluo surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, the Yongli year name has been used in Taiwan.

Now it's about two hundred years away!

It's strange to hear it!

Master Ji Kong was fascinated by what he heard, and without waiting for the meal to finish, he called Hui Kong from the kitchen to come over. After a while, a fat monk came. This is Hui Kong, but he was a little dazed.

Master Jikong pointed to Wu Youwei and said, "Tell Huikong, how did your Dinghu Shangsu do it?"

Wu Youwei swallowed a mouthful of food, and began to talk about Dinghu Shangsu.

Origin, method, and ingredients and so on.

This Huikong looked blankly, as soon as he heard about the cooking, he immediately came to life, the question was so meticulous!

Wu Youwei didn't know anything about it, because he only watched other people make and eat it, and he couldn't do anything more delicate, so he couldn't help it.

This Huikong got the recipe of this dish, saluted immediately and went back.

Master Ji Kong explained: "He is going back to study the recipe.

"He's a sweetheart!" Wu Youwei asked curiously, "It's just that he likes cooking so much, why did he become a monk? It's okay to open a restaurant and be the owner and chef too?"

Master Ji Kong snickered: "In fact, he doesn't dare to kill, he doesn't even dare to kill a chicken, let alone fish..."

Wu Youwei looked at Master Ji Kong with a dark face.

This reason is too extreme!

After lunch, Wu Youwei was about to go back, but Master Jikong held him back and refused to let him go: "You haven't finished talking about that day's Dragon Babu yet!"

"Master, the elder of Tianlong Babu is here. I can't finish talking about it for three days and three nights!" Wu Youwei is now familiar with this master, and he doesn't shy away from it at all. The temperament of "familiarity", the two of them are like close friends at this moment: "I have to go back, my family is still keeping a filial piety!"

The earliest "Tian Long Ba Bu" was the Hong Kong version in [-], with [-] episodes;

In 1990, Taiwan also released a "Tian Long Ba Bu", at least, but there are also [-] episodes;

Later in 45, the Hong Kong version of "Dragon Babu" had [-] episodes;

In [-], the mainland version of "Tian Long Ba Bu" appeared on stage, with [-] episodes;

Ten years later, it was refurbished in one or three years, and this time it was even better. The DVD version had 54 episodes, the Mango TV version had 38 episodes, and the Blue TV version had 42 episodes.

With so many versions, he needs to simplify and combine them to tell stories, but he will not let go of any wonderful ones, it's too difficult, so tiring, okay?

And there is no record for this, he used to teach students, and there is a teaching record!

"Then when will you come back?" Master Kong also knew that it would be impossible to keep people from going back, not to mention that after that day, he had asked someone to investigate the affairs of the Wu family, and he knew that the family was not peaceful.

"Come again when you have time, when you have time!" Wu Youwei said while trying to break free from the old monk's hold on his hand, but he just couldn't break free when he was held so loosely!

"You set a time, what if you don't come?" It was rare for Master Kong to have such a happy day, and he didn't want to let such an interesting kid go.

"How about this!" Wu Youwei had a flash of inspiration: "Master, boy, how about writing this commentary into a book when I go back? It's called "Tianlong Babu", how about it?"

"...." Master Ji Kong thought for a while: "That's okay, it's a pity that such a good commentary is not known to outsiders.

"That's right, look, you keep letting go, okay?" Wu Youwei was about to cry, okay?

Today, for the sake of convenience and cleanliness, he deliberately left Dashan and Xiaoxiao outside so that they could go out for a temple fair or something. He made an appointment to meet at the Shifang Tea House outside the temple. back.

So now he is alone!

Not even a helper!

"No!" Master Ji Kong said: "You have to give me a deadline, in case you can't finish writing it in ten or eight years, I don't know if I will live long enough for you to write it!"

This old monk is not shy

"You must live to be a hundred years old!" Wu Youwei hurriedly threw sweet words over: "With your old body, at least 150 years old is for sure!"

"I'm in good health, that's because I often practice kung fu, but your small body is not good!" He said and squeezed Wu Youwei's slender arms.

Wu Youwei grinned his teeth in pain. Actually, it didn't hurt that much, but it hurt for sure. He did it on purpose!

Master Jikong knew that he did it on purpose, so he couldn't help but relax a little bit, but he didn't send it away: "Quickly tell me, give me a day, or I will let the monk come to ask for it!"

Master Ji Kong has grown older these years, but his temper has become more and more childish, and the few young monks serving him all covered their mouths and snickered.

It's been a long time since I saw the master so happy.

They were happy to let Wu Youwei accompany Master Ji Kong.

"Then... in half a month?" Wu Youwei thought about the time: "I have to say hello to my aunt on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year. I don't have much to do at ordinary times. How about it?"

Master Ji Kong thought for a while, half a month, it seems like a few days: "Okay, I will wait for you in half a month, if you don't come, don't blame me for coming to the door!"

"Okay, okay!" Wu Youwei was helpless: "It's really an old child, a small child!" Ah! "

Master Kong groaned and chirped.

When the two broke up, they dawdled for a long time, but as soon as Wu Youwei walked out of the old monk's monastery, out of the range behind the monastery, he happened to pass by the precepts monastery, and then he was embarrassed.

Because Wu Jun was teaching Wu Ying a lesson in front of the elders of the precept hall of the Zen temple!

Wu Ying got into trouble and was suppressed in the Discipline Hall. The elder of the Discipline Hall is a strict old monk, and what Wu Ying said is almost like a flower picker!

He didn't give Wu Jun any face at all, he used vicious words and sharp language, but every word and every word was on point.

Even questioned Wu Jun's tutor.

Wu Jun was furious.

If this news gets out, the Wu family won't be able to think of a concubine or queen, and even their reputation will be ruined.

Wu Jun, who was very angry, was asking the monks to bring big boards, and he wanted to do it himself to teach this shameless son a lesson!

It's just that the monks all ignored him, and the sticks in their hands are harder than the water and fire sticks in the yamen. They are real iron and wood cores. One stick goes down... Hehe, if you don't die, you have to break your bones .

How can I give it to him?

No matter how serious the fight is, the young man will be crippled if he doesn't die.

It would be difficult to rely on them again at that time.

When he was in a state of desperation, Wu Jun saw Maid Wu.

Wu Ying also saw Maid Wu, and immediately shouted: "Father, I came to look for my little uncle. I don't know where my little uncle has gone. I couldn't find him no matter what. I had to break into the yard as a last resort!"

Wu Youwei also reacted immediately: "Brother? Yinger? Why are you here?"

"Are you here to find your little uncle?" Wu Jun cooperated very well, and his son stepped off the stage after giving him a ladder.

But Wu Youwei didn't intend to let him go, so he said loudly: "When I left, even the people in my yard didn't know where I was going, how did you know?"

This is nonsense.

He tossed the bookmarks in those days, and everyone in the yard knew that he took the bookmarks to go out, not to Fahai Temple, where else could he go?

But Wu Ying didn't know!

Suddenly, it got stuck.

It can't be said that I met a maid in your yard, little uncle, and the maid I hooked up with has agreed to tip me off and spy on you.

He's a fool to tell the truth!

Wu Jun saw his son's reaction, what else could he say?

So the old man blushed and found a reason for his son: "Maybe he heard someone else say it?"

"People at home, just staring at where I go when I have nothing to do?" Wu Youwei squinted at Wu Jun: "Brother, where did you go yesterday, can you tell me? The day before yesterday? The day before yesterday? Or, what do you want tomorrow?" Where are you going? What are the arrangements for the day after tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow?"

Wu Jun who questioned was speechless.

At this time, things got serious, and naturally there were benefactors who came to watch the fun, but they were all idlers, but they were not ordinary people. When I heard about this, what else did I not understand?

Everyone laughed out loud.

Wu Jun became even more embarrassing.

Wu Youwei knew that he could not offend him for the time being, so he flicked his sleeves: "Brother, if you want to teach your eldest nephew a lesson, you should go back and teach him a lesson. Why bother with the purity of Buddhism."

"Yes, yes, take it back and talk about it." It's better than embarrassing yourself here.

Wu Jun quickly pulled Wu Ying up, followed Wu Youwei and left. Before leaving, he donated another 100 taels of silver as merit money.

He came out in a hurry and didn't bring much money with him. The 100 taels was his usual pocket money, and it wasn't cash, but a bank note.

Outside, Wu Youwei went to the Sifang Teahouse, and found Shutong and Chang Sui who had been waiting anxiously. After paying the bill, he happened to see Wu Jun riding a horse, and the horse next to him was Wu Ying.

Wu Youwei came in a carriage, Dashan drove, Xiaoxiao and Wu Youwei sat in the carriage, although the father and son outside were riding horses, but this is the capital, except for the emergency military newspaper, Jinyiwei and Dongchang's fans , who dares to run wildly?

At most trot faster, not too fast.

All the way without talking, Wu Juncai said to Wu Ying when he got home and entered the gate: "Clean up and go to the Buddhist hall to kneel for two hours.

Two hours, four hours, just finished eating dinner after kneeling.

Wu Ying didn't even have lunch in order to find Wu Youwei's location at noon, and now he went to kneel in the Buddhist hall even more hungry.