Fragrance Returned

Chapter 344 Asking the master to clarify my doubts (4k big chapter, returning to Moganshan for a dream+)

Return to Moganshan for a dream+

On April 23, Ding Chi took a long entourage to Central and South Province to buy jade.

Now that he is a relative of an official, holding a letter from Yuanwai Lang Ding Zhao will give the officials there some face.

Ding Xiang asked him to bring back half a cart of coconuts and half a cart of mangoes, and she paid for the freight.

Ding Chi said with a smile, "My niece is joking. I still have to take this little money. My second uncle can just hit him to death with a piece of tofu."

Ding Chi's statement satisfied Ding Zhuang. If he dares to accept money from his granddaughter, I'll see if he doesn't slap him with the sole of his shoe.

On the morning of the 24th, Ding Zhuang, Ding Xiang, and Ding Sifu took Feifei to Ding Pan's brother's house in Kaixian County.

Ding Sifu visited half a month ago and said that Ding Pandi's hands were much better, which made Ding Xiang very happy.

She still wanted to check the injury before going to find Master Mingyuan.

Arrive in Hexian County at early noon.

Ding Zhuang still took Feifei waiting at the tea shop at the entrance of the alley, while Ding Xiang, Ding Sifu and Ling'er went to Ding Pan's brother's house.

Ding Pandi's mood is much better, and his eyes seem to be a little more alert.

"Thank you Xiangxiang, I thought I wouldn't live long..."

Ding Xiang smiled and said, "I hope my good brother and sister will be rewarded and live a long life."

Aunt Zhao gently washed the medicine off Ding Pandi's hands with warm water.

I saw that the palms, thumbs and little fingers had grown a little fleshy skin and were not as red as before. Although the ring finger, middle finger, and index finger have no skin and are red and scary, there is no bleeding, which is much better than last time.

Judging from Ding Pandi's appearance, he was not in any pain as before.

Lilac smiled with crooked eyebrows. Purple Snake Slough is really a magical medicine. We can no longer waste it on beauty products and save more people.

She gave Ding Pandi another small box of ointment, "Congratulations, sister Pan, that ointment really works, your hand will definitely heal. Haha, I'll ask Master Mingyuan again to see if the dosage needs to be adjusted."

There was hope in Ding Pandi's eyes, "I'm cured, and I won't have to be a cripple anymore."

Ding Xiang smiled and said, "That's right, you can do whatever you want in the future. If you want to open a shop, you can ask me or shopkeeper Gong. I want to open a bookstore now, and the store is being renovated. If you want to buy Tian collects rent, I will help you ask my grandpa. The business of the third house is also very good, sister Zhen is already engaged..."

Ding Pandi has hope for life, so he will tell her more about business. Ding Pandi's personality is that he will not be willing to live on his savings. He will definitely want to find something to do, and think carefully before making a good move.

Sure enough, although she didn't speak much, she listened very carefully. Especially when she heard that Ding Zhen had found a good husband, a smile flashed in her eyes.

When Ding Pandi was a child, only Ding Zhen and Ding Sifu played with her, and Ding Zhen even gave her food.

Ding Sifu didn't dare to tell Ding Pandi about the Ding family. This was the first time that Ding Pandi heard about Ding Zhen's engagement.

Ding Xiang felt quite touched by the smile flashing in her eyes. She suffered so much, but she still had good thoughts in her heart.

Such a good girl should have a happy ending.

After lunch and some chatting, Ding Xiang left. Ding Sifu would stay for another day.

After entering Beijing, Dingxiang went to the shop owned by a foreigner and bought some butter.

Tomorrow I am going to see Master Mingyuan and ask for answers to my questions. Ding Xiang is going to cook him two delicious dishes to tempt his greedy mind.

After returning home, Aunt Wei smiled and said, "Sister-in-law Li, I have bought the strawberries, milk, glutinous rice flour and saltpeter that my sister asked me to buy. Manager Li also prepared the molds, small sticks and oil paper that my sister asked me to make. "

She took out a few manual egg beaters and said, "The master asked someone to bring them."

The egg beater was drawn by Lilac and made by "Bao Tie". There was no readily available steel, and iron rusted easily, so copper bars were used.

After dinner, Ding Xiang called Ding Zhuang, Ding Zhao, Zhang, Aunt Wei, and Ling'er to the small kitchen in the main courtyard.

There are a lot of things to do, and the whole family needs to be mobilized.

These two things must be kept secret for now and are only supplied to old monks and young monks, so only these few people know about them.

The food she wants to eat is Snow Meiniang and Lao Bingluo.

In the hot summer, eating these two things is so cool and comfortable. Moreover, only she can do these two things, and the old monk cannot do it even if he wants others to do it.

Make popsicles tonight and use saltpeter to make ice and freeze them overnight. Then make the Snow Meiniang leather and light cream and wrap them up early tomorrow morning.

She first solemnly told not to say a word about what she made today, and then told Aunt Wei how to fry glutinous rice flour and make Xuemei Niang skin.

She made the old popsicles herself, and Ling'er was responsible for lighting the fire.

Ding Zhuang is in charge of making ice.

Ding Zhao and Zhang make whipped cream. Ding Zhao acted as an electric mixer, and Zhang added ingredients to it.

These people were used to Ding Xiang coming up with some rare food from time to time, so they went about their business without asking any questions.

No eggs can be added to the Snow Meiniang made for the old monk. The raw materials are glutinous rice flour, starch, sugar, whipping cream, butter, strawberries, and some homemade biscuit crumbs.

The raw materials of Laopopsicle are glutinous rice flour, milk, sugar and cold water.

Seeing Ding Xiang pouring the prepared "glutinous rice soup" into the mold, Ding Zhuang said, "Granddaughter, this sweet glutinous rice soup is sticky and doesn't taste good. A senior monk wouldn't like it if he held it in his mouth."

Ding Xiang smiled and said, "I'll see you tomorrow. He will definitely like it."

The mold is placed in ice cubes, the ice cubes are placed in an open jar, the jar is covered with a wooden lid, and a thick mattress is wrapped around the jar.

When they were busy at the end of the day, they put the prepared glutinous rice skin and light cream into a bucket, and then put the bucket into the well to cool down, and then they went back to rest.

At the beginning of the next day, several people went to the small kitchen in the main courtyard again.

Half of the ice cubes in the jar have melted, but the "glutinous rice soup" in the mold has frozen into popsicles.

Made a total of ten popsicles.

Everyone present took one, and then called Ding Liren over to give him one. There are two left, one each for the old and young monks.

It was cool and refreshing, smooth in the mouth, and sweet...the unprecedented experience made those people gasp in amazement.

"This tastes better than ice watermelon sweet ice cubes."

"It's ice-cold, crunchy, chewy and delicious."

"Oh my god, I feel like I've become an immortal."

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This is why things are rare and valuable. Ding Xiang never thinks that old popsicles are more delicious than iced watermelons.

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao made some more ice cubes, put the ice into a small jar, and put two popsicles in it.

Lilac rolled the dough she made yesterday into small pieces, packed it with whipped cream, strawberries, and biscuit crumbs, and put it into the shaped oil paper.

It is not appropriate to call the food given to the monks Xue Mei Niang, so Ding Xiang gave it a new name - Xue Fuqiu.

Everyone present gets a snowball, and then asks Aunt Wei to send three more to the Dong family.

The remaining ten were taken to Puguang Temple.

I won’t take more of either of these things today. The less something is, the rarer it is, the rarer something is, the better it is, and the more it is, the less rare it becomes.

Looking at the white, fat and slightly red snowball, everyone said he was handsome. When I ate it again, it was soft, glutinous and sweet, with a mouthful of milk, so delicious.

Ding Zhuang, Zhang, and Granny Wei prefer to eat snowballs, while Ding Zhao, Ding Liren, and Ling'er prefer to eat popsicles.

At the end of the morning, Ding Xiang, Ding Zhuang holding the mattress, Ling'er holding the food box, and Feifei took a carriage to Puguang Temple.

At the end of Si Shi, we arrived at the foot of Xishan Mountain.

Several people took the sliding pole again and arrived at Puguang Temple at noon.

Because of Feifei, no bird dared to get close to Lilac.

Monk Hong was waiting at the entrance of the main hall.

He happily stepped forward and said with a smile, "Master, the poor monk, said that Donor Ding will bring different delicacies today. Master and the poor monk did not even eat at noon..."

Save the food in your belly.

I didn't feel embarrassed to say the second half of the sentence.

Ding Xiang cursed, the old monk was so greedy that he didn't even eat the food. He couldn't eat all the ten snowballs in one meal.

The little monk looked at the big mattress in Ding Zhuang's hand and was very puzzled that he wanted to hide something delicious in the mattress.

He took a sip of saliva and led Ding Xiang and others to the meditation room.

Outside the Zen room, a young monk took the things from Ding Zhuang and Ling'er's hands and asked them to wait in the pavilion.

Ding Xiang, the young monk and Feifei entered the Zen courtyard.

It was noon, and the red sun was shining in the sky. Summer came earlier this year.

Ding Xiang regretted it so much. She should have made two more popsicles so that she and her grandfather could cool down.

Before entering the house, I saw another familiar person coming out.

It's Qiu Wangzhi.

He was wearing casual clothes and looked a little embarrassed.

Before he could finish speaking, the master drove him out angrily, with an attitude that had never been more irritable.

It turned out that I wanted to see this girl, right?

Ding Xiang didn't know why this person came here again, it was really a blessing from God.

She gave him a big smile and greeted him crisply, "Mr. Qiu, what a coincidence."

The little master is enthusiastic, and Feifei is enthusiastic. She stretched her neck and called him "coo" twice.

Qiu Wangzhi nodded to them and twitched his lips.

Although he didn't smile, the anger in his eyes was gone. This was a good start.

Several people entered the house. The old monk hugged Feifei, who was running over, on his lap. The monkey said anxiously, "Take out the things quickly."

The young monk put two things on the table.

Ding Xiang went over to untie the mattress and took out two popsicles from the jar. There was still white air around the popsicles.

She gave one to the old monk and one to the young monk.

The old monk had never seen this thing before and asked, "What kind of delicious food is this?"

Ding Xiang smiled and said, "Possicles are the best to relieve the heat and cool down."

The old and young monks finished eating as quickly as possible and stretched out their hands again.

"Get another one."

"More."

Ding Xiang shook her head, "No more."

The old monk was stunned, as if he didn't believe he only had two.

After confirming that it was true, he was a little annoyed, "Why is the little donor so stingy! In order to feel the coolness brought by this delicious food, Lao Ne has not drank water since last night, and was exposed to the sun in the yard for half an hour in the morning, but you I only gave one to Lao Ne. Before I could explain it clearly, Lao Ne swallowed the jujube without even tasting anything."

Ding Xiang blinked her eyes, this is not a senior monk, he is more innocent than a young monk.

He asked in confusion, "Master, you even counted the food that I can bring to relieve the heat. Why didn't you count that I only brought two?"

The old monk said angrily, "It's a big deal for Lao Ne. How could I have thought that the little benefactor would be so stingy?"

Ding Xiang had to admit her mistake, "The popsicles are easy to make. I didn't know if Master would like it, so I only brought two. I know, I will bring more next time."

The little monk licked his lips with his pink tongue. He knew he should eat more slowly, but he didn't taste it properly.

Ding Xiang opened the food box again and took out two snowballs, "This one makes more."

The old and young monks felt better after eating three of them in one go.

He said to the little monk who was choked by the snowball and stretched his neck, "Go out, Lao Ne and the little benefactor have something to say."

The little monk took Feifei out and closed the door.

The old monk stroked his white beard and smiled sheepishly, "Almsgiver Ding called the food 'popsicle', but Lao Ne thought it was called 'ice cream'. Hehe."

He said sincerely, "Lao Ne is in good health and has no other problems. He is just afraid of heat, and the hot summer is very difficult. I heard that ice cream is both relieving the heat and delicious, and I always want to try it. Alas, it is not available here." "

Lilac's eyes were as big as bull's-eyes, and she was so impressed that she was so impressed that this old magician was so awesome.

He could figure out the existence of ice cream in another world, so he must have figured out that he came from another world.

Ding Xiang said, "Popsicles are popsicles, ice cream is ice cream, and ice cream is a luxury version of popsicles, which is more delicious. Haha, I can make it too."

A trace of money dripped from the corner of the old monk's mouth and he quickly wiped it away.

Ding Xiang smiled again and said, "I'll make some ice cream for Master tomorrow. But this thing is easy to make, unless you have an ice cellar. You shouldn't eat too much cold drinks, and you can't make too many,"

The old monk said, "Our temple does not have an ice cellar, so the little donor will give you four, no, five. Lao Ne will give you three, Hong Yi will give one, and Hui Ren will give one."

Hui Ren is the senior disciple of the old monk and the abbot of Puguang Temple. His disciples’ Dharma was all based on the name “Hui”. I don’t know why the younger disciple Hong Yi was not named Hui Yi.

Ding Xiang felt that the relationship was almost close, so she stood up, bowed to the old monk, and said, "Master has profound Buddhist teachings and must have figured out my origin..."

She didn't dare to break the window completely, so she looked at the old monk helplessly while she was talking.

The old monk smiled slyly and said, "Let me tell you what the little donor's background is."

Ding Xiang rolled her eyes and pretended to be stupid when the old monk got down to business.

She pouted and had no choice but to pretend to be stupid and said, "Purple Qi is coming from the east. Master's uncle came out a hundred years ago."

The old monk restrained his smile and said, "Amitabha, Master Lao Ne has profound Buddhist teachings and has indeed calculated what will happen a hundred years from now. It is a rare thing that the little benefactor will be favored by God. However, Lao Ne has already said that the secrets of heaven must not be leaked. I will forgive some things. It’s inconvenient for me to say more.”

Ding Xiang said, "I don't embarrass the master, but I just pretend that there are some things in my heart that I can't express, which makes me feel uncomfortable. The master is an eminent monk who helps people who are suffering. Please listen to my complaint, right?"

Seeing that the old monk did not stop him, Ding Xiang continued, "Chinese culture has a long history, and there are many similar words, such as, stealing the sky and changing the sun, stealing the beam and replacing the pillar, stealing the dragon and turning it into the phoenix, replacing flowers and trees...

"Unfortunately, I saw this kind of thing happen with my own eyes. I didn't want to say it out loud. I stole it and changed it. I don't want to change my current life... But my heart can't be at peace. I feel uncomfortable. Please ask the master to clarify my doubts."

After speaking, he bowed again, raised his head and looked at the old monk calmly.

If the old monk said Zen words such as "Don't be too busy, don't make trouble, remember the past and don't get caught up in it", she would close her eyes and live the present moment.

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