Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 89

When Chen Nian opened his eyes, he found himself in a dilapidated old house.

It was covered with a thin quilt, but when I touched it with my hands, the quilt seemed to be a little wet. I saw that there were still some moss on the wall, which must be caused by the climate here.

It seems that this is my home this time.

I will probably spend the next few years here myself.

Although the house is dilapidated, this is not a problem, the main problem is
Chen Nian found the furnishings in his home.
Wooden boxes, wooden tables, wooden benches, even the ground has not been leveled, it is completely hard ground at first glance.

This made Chen Nian couldn't help looking at the window.

Okay.

Papery.

It's cloudy outside, so I can't tell what time it is.
Chen Nian was about to get up and put on his clothes to go out to have a look, but when he picked up his clothes from beside the pillow, he unfolded them and was shocked on the spot!

"This is... my pants?"

Because Chen Nian found out that his pair of pants is a fucking pair of crotch pants!

how to wear this
If you wear it like this, you will be beaten to death with sticks!
Afterwards, Chen Nian began to rummage through boxes and cabinets at home, found needles, threads, and scissors, and finally spent an hour to make a pair of unremarkable shorts crookedly.

Of course, the price is a pair of pants.

This is also one of the only two intact trousers in the vintage.

It doesn't fit as well, but it does look a lot better after wearing it.

At this time, Chen Nian began to think about the era he lived in.

According to this dress, it is easy to deduce that it is ancient.

summer.

Chen Nian searched his mind, and finally got such a message.

Of course, this summer is different from the history I know.

Chen Nian doesn't delve too deeply into these things, what a normal person should know about the history that Chen Nian has always known, has not studied too much.

And Chen Nian now has another identity, that is, selling tofu.

Although the family is poor, but fortunately there is a front house outside this dilapidated yard, which can be used to sell tofu for old age.

In addition to retailing every day, Chen Nian also goes to a temple about two miles away from his home to deliver tofu.

This work is acceptable for aging, after all, it is really good at making tofu for aging.

But the tofu to be used today was already made yesterday.

After a while, Chen Nian pushed a tattered car, and then headed towards the temple in his memory.

"Hey, isn't this our tofu Xi Shigong? Are you going to deliver tofu again?"

Suddenly a voice sounded from the ear.

Chen Nian looked up, and saw a cargo man carrying a load looking at him with a smile.

This person knew me before.

And the relationship is not bad, and they usually joke when they meet.

"Please call me Doulang." Immediately, Chen Nian said sternly, correcting the other party's mistake in addressing, "I'm going to deliver tofu now."

Chen Nian looked at the carrying pole while talking.

The goods man, that is, the legendary goods man.

A shoulder pole walks the streets and alleys, and their customers go up to 99 and down to just walk, such as sewing wooden boxes, second-hand jewelry, socks, cloth shoes, kite brooms, dustpan fans, toys to deceive children, etc. Even when they are old, they still see each other There is also a large vase on the shoulder pole.

I don't know where it all came from.

Suddenly Chen Nian continued: "By the way, today is my birthday. We have known each other for so long, and you don't want to give me a present."

"What do you want?" said the salesman.

"I" kept sweeping the opponent's shoulder pole for a long time, and finally stretched out my hand to pick it up, and took a rattle drum with some paint on the side from it, "That's it, thank you, Brother Zhang, I still have something to do. Farewell."

"rise!"

With a yell, Chen Nian picked up the flat cart and headed towards the temple.

The movement was swift and quick, and even Zhang shopkeeper had no time to react, and Chen Nian had already slipped out three meters away.

The rattle is not very valuable, and it is still an old one, so it can be sold for five cents.

After all, he got it back with two copper coins.

Looking at Chen Nian's back, the salesman Zhang couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, and shouted: "I'll give you another gift. Little Peony is going to sing in Taoyuan in the south of the city at Youshi today. If you go, tell me my name. I'll ask you to listen." Already!"

Chen Nian pushed the cart all the way to the outside of a temple, and looked up.

【Tianning Temple】

However, Chen Nian didn't enter through the main entrance. After all, he was just giving away tofu, so if he wanted to enter, he would enter through the back entrance.

After a long circle, I came to the south back door and knocked on the door.

Soon, a young monk poked his head out, saw that it was Chen Nian, and immediately opened the door to let Chen Nian in.

After entering the entrance, the bamboo path is meandering. Looking up, the Zuozhong Hall not far away stands majestically, with octagonal cornices, dignified shape, simple and rough, and magnificent.

The halls on both sides are stretching, and one of the pagodas is particularly conspicuous. From the perspective of a modern person, the pagoda is also very beautiful. It is luxurious but not complicated, simple and grand. The antique charm exudes a solemn air.

Chen Nian still doesn't know who his target person is.

But at this moment, Chen Nian already wanted to become a monk.

After all, it is very good to be able to live in such a place.

All the way to the kitchen, after putting down the tofu, after the little monk settled today's tofu money, Chen Nian asked curiously:

"Can I go to the Daxiong Palace to pay my respects?"

The little monk thought for a moment, then folded his palms together: "Amitabha, of course, the almsgiver, please come with me."

After Chen Nian followed the other party to the outside of the main hall, the little monk left, and before leaving, he told Chen Nian: "After the almsgiver and the Buddha ceremony are finished, you can just get the wooden cart back by yourself."

Climbing up the steps, I couldn't help touching the stone handrails on both sides while walking.

It starts cold and is beautifully crafted.

But this thing is not good for multiple discs, after all, it is a Buddhist object.

However, when Chen Nian came to the entrance of the main hall, he suddenly heard someone talking from inside.

"Master, I want to take a look at my marriage."

Curious in his heart, Chen Nian walked into it calmly, glanced slightly at the right side, and found that there was a man dressed like a scholar telling fortunes there.

When Chen Nian came to the futon, he pricked up his ears while worshiping, mainly because he wanted to know how the monks of this era would answer.

"Amitabha, I'm sorry, benefactor, the poor monk can't see it, but if the benefactor wants to ask for marriage, you might as well worship Guanyin Bodhisattva."

"Thank you, master, for your guidance."

There seemed to be some disappointment in the scholar's voice, obviously he didn't get the answer he wanted.

At this time, Chen Nian also finished worshiping.

Looking at the other party's absent-minded and dejected appearance, he couldn't understand why this little brother would be so sad because of the marriage.

Could it be that he is secretly in love with someone else?
Lick the dog!
So Chen Nian thought about it, walked up to the other party, and comforted him in a tone of someone who had experienced it:

"Sometimes there must be something in your life, and there is no time in your life, so don't force it!"

　Thanks for stealing sherry wine, altctrl, and book friend 20191208165253939 for tipping 100 starting coins.

　　Thank you so much for the three of you

　　
　
(End of this chapter)